Distasteful, porn-reading servants take to the park

In honor of this week's financial meltdown...some class-warfare goodness courtesy of Jezebel.

I Saw Your Nanny is a voyeuristic NYC spectacle not to be missed….particularly this post.

Excerpts (with commentary):

“What: A distasteful nanny with a penchant for sunflower seeds and male porn.”

(Distasteful and penchant in one sentence? Well played, Park Avenue Peeper, well played)

"She was bra less; and if ever I have seen a woman more in need of a bra, then it would have to have been when my 83 year old demented, mother-in-law once appeared in my kitchen stark naked, but I digress.”

(No, please digress! There’s a fun in-law story there, I suspect…But I hope you and your husband already claimed your inheritance before you wrote this.)

“The woman with the mammoth chest was wearing Lee blue jeans and tennis shoes with a graffiti design. After being drawn to stare at the woman after watching her walk shamelessly across the playground, I honed on her activities…”

(The Lee jeans are the shameless part, right?)

“She had a stack of magazines that included a large word search puzzle, an O magazine and some sort of Male men's magazine. I am not sure of the title but I have the distinct impression it was a pornographic magazine intended for homosexual men.”

(I’m enjoying this image of O’s self-affirmations stacked right next to “Hello Sailor!” cut-out leather chaps.)

“The entire time she was there, she ate sunflower seeds. It was a pretty disgusting spectacle. She was using a pepsi can as a make shift spittoon.”

(The horror. Truly, the horror.)