I worked as nanny for this man and his family in Beaumont HIlls in Sydney. Not long after moving in, the dad Kashif Amjad started to make me feel uncomfortable. For example, on my 10th day living there he asked me if it was true that au-pairs and host dads sometimes hook up. He took my hand and told me I was very beautiful and asked whether I found him attractive (to which I replied no). He told me that previously it hadn’t been a problem having an au-pair live in their house as the last au-pair was ‘fat and ugly’. He also proceeded to tell me about the problems him and his wife Momiza Ahmed were going through, whilst pouring me drink after drink of vodka. And all the while his wife was upstairs sleeping.
My gut was telling me to get out of the situation so I kept telling him I needed to ring my parents, but he kept telling me to stay. In any normal situation I would have just left and told the guy to do one, but when you are living in his house and he is technically employing you, it’s kind of hard as you feel you can’t be rude.
Over the coming weeks the dad tried to be all friendly with me, regularly offering me alcoholic drinks once his wife had gone to bed (she always went to bed early). I would always make excuses and even started teaching English online so that I would have a reason why I needed to escape to my room early. I wore scruffy clothes around the house and never wore make-up so that I wouldn’t look nice in front of him. A couple of times he came home drunk at around midnight and knocked on my bedroom door and called my name through the door. I just froze, waiting for him to go away which he did thankfully.
I then made sure that every weekend I had plans that usually involved staying over at friend’s places for the whole weekend just so I wouldn’t have to see his face. He just made my skin crawl to be honest.
A couple of months later after dinner again he offered me a drink. After having made excuses and running away into my room for weeks, I felt bad that I wasn’t spending that much time with the parents so kind of reluctantly agreed. Heck it was a Friday night and a drink would be nice. After the mum went to bed I said I needed to ring my parents within the hour, hinting that I would shortly be going to my room. I didn’t want to be alone with him so I suggested to go to the local pub for one quick drink so that it wouldn’t be just me and him, and the atmosphere would be better. He then said that we shouldn’t sneak out tonight, but we can sneak out another night and he will show me a good night out. What?
That wasn’t what I was asking for. And sneaking out… was he thinking it was some sort of date?? He then proceeded to tell me that him and his wife were in an open relationship and she is fine with him going off with other women. I don’t know what he was hoping to achieve by telling me this (well I do, I’m just choosing to ignore it) but I made it clear I thought this was very strange and quite disrespectful to his wife.
I had hoped he wouldn’t be so creepy this time, and if he was that I would be able to just walk away. But he was even more annoying. He started telling me did I realise how lucky I am to be staying here in this neighbourhood, did I realise how much money it would cost me if I were to rent a room in this house,
He then asked why I was in their house – was it because I wanted to have a baby but didn’t find a man to have one with yet? Excuse me. I found that totally inappropriate. And then he whipped out bags of cocaine. I don’t know if it was a lot because I don’t do drugs, but it looked like a lot. I was completely shocked and a little bit disgusted if I’m honest too. And by my facial expression he could tell. He told me if I ever told his wife about it he would kick me out straight away. So now he was starting to threaten me.
He asked me several times if I wanted a line of coke, each time I politely declined saying it was his choice if he wanted to do it, but to keep me out of it I don’t touch drugs and I won’t have anyone pressure me into doing them. But each time he did a line, again he would ask me if I wanted one. Seriously, asking someone 7 or 8 times is a bit much. But he clearly wanted me to have some so that I would feel scared to say something to the mum.
The next day I knew I just needed to make plans ASAP to get out of there. No way did I want to stay with a family where the dad is regularly doing drugs. And certainly I was not going to live with someone who was threatening and trying to pressurise me into doing things I wasn’t comfortable with. I thought I would give the family 2 weeks notice and then leave, pretending I would be flying back home as I had been offered a better paid job. How could I tell the mum the real reason why I wanted to leave – because her husband was a creep being inappropriate towards me and offering me drugs. I didn’t think she would believe me But then I thought no. I don’t want to be blamed for walking out on the family and breaking the contract. I was being made to feel uncomfortable in my own home and the mum should know the real reason I am leaving. But then if I told her, for sure I would get kicked out by the dad once the mum would mention it to him.
Kashif Amjad Reviews
I worked as nanny for this man and his family in Beaumont HIlls in Sydney. Not long after moving in, the dad Kashif Amjad started to make me feel uncomfortable. For example, on my 10th day living there he asked me if it was true that au-pairs and host dads sometimes hook up. He took my hand and told me I was very beautiful and asked whether I found him attractive (to which I replied no). He told me that previously it hadn’t been a problem having an au-pair live in their house as the last au-pair was ‘fat and ugly’. He also proceeded to tell me about the problems him and his wife Momiza Ahmed were going through, whilst pouring me drink after drink of vodka. And all the while his wife was upstairs sleeping.
My gut was telling me to get out of the situation so I kept telling him I needed to ring my parents, but he kept telling me to stay. In any normal situation I would have just left and told the guy to do one, but when you are living in his house and he is technically employing you, it’s kind of hard as you feel you can’t be rude.
Over the coming weeks the dad tried to be all friendly with me, regularly offering me alcoholic drinks once his wife had gone to bed (she always went to bed early). I would always make excuses and even started teaching English online so that I would have a reason why I needed to escape to my room early. I wore scruffy clothes around the house and never wore make-up so that I wouldn’t look nice in front of him. A couple of times he came home drunk at around midnight and knocked on my bedroom door and called my name through the door. I just froze, waiting for him to go away which he did thankfully.
I then made sure that every weekend I had plans that usually involved staying over at friend’s places for the whole weekend just so I wouldn’t have to see his face. He just made my skin crawl to be honest.
A couple of months later after dinner again he offered me a drink. After having made excuses and running away into my room for weeks, I felt bad that I wasn’t spending that much time with the parents so kind of reluctantly agreed. Heck it was a Friday night and a drink would be nice. After the mum went to bed I said I needed to ring my parents within the hour, hinting that I would shortly be going to my room. I didn’t want to be alone with him so I suggested to go to the local pub for one quick drink so that it wouldn’t be just me and him, and the atmosphere would be better. He then said that we shouldn’t sneak out tonight, but we can sneak out another night and he will show me a good night out. What?
That wasn’t what I was asking for. And sneaking out… was he thinking it was some sort of date?? He then proceeded to tell me that him and his wife were in an open relationship and she is fine with him going off with other women. I don’t know what he was hoping to achieve by telling me this (well I do, I’m just choosing to ignore it) but I made it clear I thought this was very strange and quite disrespectful to his wife.
I had hoped he wouldn’t be so creepy this time, and if he was that I would be able to just walk away. But he was even more annoying. He started telling me did I realise how lucky I am to be staying here in this neighbourhood, did I realise how much money it would cost me if I were to rent a room in this house,
He then asked why I was in their house – was it because I wanted to have a baby but didn’t find a man to have one with yet? Excuse me. I found that totally inappropriate. And then he whipped out bags of cocaine. I don’t know if it was a lot because I don’t do drugs, but it looked like a lot. I was completely shocked and a little bit disgusted if I’m honest too. And by my facial expression he could tell. He told me if I ever told his wife about it he would kick me out straight away. So now he was starting to threaten me.
He asked me several times if I wanted a line of coke, each time I politely declined saying it was his choice if he wanted to do it, but to keep me out of it I don’t touch drugs and I won’t have anyone pressure me into doing them. But each time he did a line, again he would ask me if I wanted one. Seriously, asking someone 7 or 8 times is a bit much. But he clearly wanted me to have some so that I would feel scared to say something to the mum.
The next day I knew I just needed to make plans ASAP to get out of there. No way did I want to stay with a family where the dad is regularly doing drugs. And certainly I was not going to live with someone who was threatening and trying to pressurise me into doing things I wasn’t comfortable with. I thought I would give the family 2 weeks notice and then leave, pretending I would be flying back home as I had been offered a better paid job. How could I tell the mum the real reason why I wanted to leave – because her husband was a creep being inappropriate towards me and offering me drugs. I didn’t think she would believe me But then I thought no. I don’t want to be blamed for walking out on the family and breaking the contract. I was being made to feel uncomfortable in my own home and the mum should know the real reason I am leaving. But then if I told her, for sure I would get kicked out by the dad once the mum would mention it to him.