Here's what we like to call a "luxury problem": what's a red-blooded parent to do when the nanny is super-fine? As you can imagine, CrankMama
had some ideas I will not delve into here, but it certainly brought on
some funny soul searching for A.J. Jacobs, who was brought to our attention by
Dadcentric. (I let my subscription to
Esquire lapse.) This story didn't go in quite the
Penthouse-y direction I thought it might. Instead, Jacobs made the situation even thornier by doing a Cyrano act on behalf of the nanny. He helps her write a profile internet dating, and takes it upon himself to screen potential suitors.
The story is great on a number of levels: a guy finding out how pathetic and sleazy guys are; the slightly conflicted feeling that comes from setting your crush up with someone else; and the real empathy for less, um, confident men that Jacobs starts to feel. But I think the best part is that Jacobs gets drunk on his power as a hot woman, but most hot women never really get to fully wield that power themselves because they don't realize how hot they are. So yes, it's quite a bit more than a "oooh, I wish I could get with that" story, and the whole thing is highly entertaining. And I particularly love that his wife gave him permission to sleep with the nanny--knowing it's never gonna happen. Ha!
