Stephanie Kiser is a former nanny who has counted some of New York’s biggest billionaires among her clients. Now, in her book Wanted: Toddler’s Personal Assistant, she’s revealing the wild excesses that happen behind the heavily-guarded doors of their multi-million-dollar homes. Stephanie explained that one mother expected her to take drugs that would cause her to lactate so she could breastfeed the woman’s baby. “The mom didn’t want to pump at work, but also only wanted her child to drink breast milk.” Stephanie wondered if the request was even legal, and took a hard pass. Another potential client who lived with her elderly husband in a $9 million Upper East Side apartment, was looking for a nanny to be her eyes and ears. “Nothing should happen that I don’t know about,” she told Stephanie. The woman went on to explain that they had 2 nannies and that Stephanie would work 5 days, have 2 days off, then 5 days would be live-in. “While on duty, you will need to wake Frederick at 6:30 a.m. Watch to be sure he has brushed his teeth, packed his backpack, and applied deodorant. The chef has his breakfast out at 7:00 a.m., and he must finish the entire thing. You will tuck him in for lights out at 10 p.m. sharp. Once he’s settled in bed, you and I will meet to discuss the day.” The woman added, “My son has recently started to rebel. He doesn’t think he needs nannies anymore.” When Stephanie asked how old Frederick was, she was told that little Frederick was 17. The job paid $90,000 a year, with a $25,000 cash bonus payable after staying with the family for 2 full years. No nanny ever made it that far. Needless to say, Stephanie didn’t take the job. In yet another job interview with a judge and his germaphobe wife, she was told that she had to protect 2 toddlers from contact with the outside world. Their clothes had to be washed immediately after they undressed. Neither child had ever been on a playdate, taking personal gymnastics classed to avoid being exposed to other kids’ germs. Her job would be from 6:30 a.m. to 6:30 p.m., but when the mother asked Stephanie to sneeze outside the apartment, she decided to move on. The family that invited her to work in the Hamptons for a weekend seemed a little more promising, especially after a Google search of her new boss revealed that he was one of New York's 105 billionaires. However, the conditions were even more punishing than her previous jobs: 24-hour shifts over 4 days —and her final day in the Hamptons turned out to be the last straw. She and the little boy were playing in the yard when her employer trotted up and asked his son if he'd like to go to their docked yacht, a 5-minute walk away. When the young boy got excited, the employer called a staffer to bring him a golf cart. He and his son got in the cart and he told Stephanie to run along behind the cart. Stephanie’s reaction? "I am 60 seconds into running after a fat billionaire and his baby when I decide that today is the last day I will ever see these people.”
