When I was about 13 or 14 years old, my parents decided to send me to a baby sitter – but it was a sitter where you would have to stay at her house for several days.
When we arrived at the house, we walked up to the doorway and there she was, a lady in her 60s with kind of reddish hair and she was kind of heavy but not too heavy. Her hair was curly and very short and she looked nice. She let me in without letting me say goodbye to my parents. Then she sat me down and explained the rules and I thought ‘OK, no big deal’ and I sat down, looking around the house.