Karen lies and says I shouldn't be around children.

But the neighbors side with me so we get payback.

Here's what happened.

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Okay, so we bit of backstory.

Way back in the early 2000s, we moved a full state over.

This was big for me, because we moved a lot lot but it was always just one or two cities over.

I'd never left my home state before.

But this new home was great and my family's been there ever since.

Now, I was 14 at the time, and all the kids around were 10 or so,

so there was no one my age to hang out with.

So in the end, I just stayed with these kids kids and there was a surprising amount of culture shock.

I was raised way more conservatively and was a lot more durable yet reserved.

As the years passed I ended up being the neighborhood babysitter.

It was odd for me as I was an enormous young man.

I'm currently 6 foot 7 and I was very awkward growing up, but I don't have many non-fond memories of my childhood

and younger friends.

It wasn't all fun, but it was decent.

But I left for the Navy, and I had this interesting encounter when I came back after a year or so on what ended up being literally my only military leave.

Most of my friends were adults now, or almost. But I still got asked to babysit at least

their younger siblings and generally keep them out of trouble I was basically just

there to make sure little ones didn't run out in front of cars or play with matches.

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