What if you’re a careerist to the core, you gave your soul to your job, and then they fired you? Of course, you start spying for a competing company. But to do that, you need to get clearance to the firm’s business. And what if you get a job as a nanny in the Boss’s house? Easy! Except I hate children, and I don’t know how to raise them. Besides, my little charges weren’t simple: a teen “EMO” boy and a small, toothless hooligan girl nicknamed “Kozyulka.” They turned my life into a living nightmare and changed my attitude toward the world. I no longer understand who I really am and why I even need this stupid career.