Anonymous
8/15/2025, 8:08:10 PM No.213847357
From 2005 to 2008, we lived in the States with my parents for a while, and then spent the last year in New York with my aunt. My aunt had a 3-year-old daughter (my cousin), and somehow I often found myself babysitting her. It was supposed to be a language school for me (the kid, of course, spoke English), but in reality, they found a free nanny.
One time, I was tasked with taking my cousin to the hairdresser. So I was sitting in the waiting room (the salon wasn't terribly cheap, my aunt had money, but it wasn't exactly top-shelf either) and suddenly Keanu Reeves walked into the same waiting room.Before moving to the US, I thought I'd bump into someone famous every day, and this was the first time after almost three years there. I was very stressed. Of course, my instinct was to hit on him right away and start taking pictures with him and so on, but I was hesitant, not wanting to be pushy, so I just nervously glanced at him every two seconds, while he just sat there reading some magazine. After a while, my cousin started crying – I tried desperately to calm her down so she wouldn't poop in front of Keanu, but she just kept crying and crying.
And suddenly, Keanu stood up and walked over to her. He gently patted her and asked what was wrong. I said she was probably hungry or something. So Keanu put down the newspaper, picked up my cousin, lifted his shirt, and breastfed her right there in the middle of the hair salon.
A very nice guy
One time, I was tasked with taking my cousin to the hairdresser. So I was sitting in the waiting room (the salon wasn't terribly cheap, my aunt had money, but it wasn't exactly top-shelf either) and suddenly Keanu Reeves walked into the same waiting room.Before moving to the US, I thought I'd bump into someone famous every day, and this was the first time after almost three years there. I was very stressed. Of course, my instinct was to hit on him right away and start taking pictures with him and so on, but I was hesitant, not wanting to be pushy, so I just nervously glanced at him every two seconds, while he just sat there reading some magazine. After a while, my cousin started crying – I tried desperately to calm her down so she wouldn't poop in front of Keanu, but she just kept crying and crying.
And suddenly, Keanu stood up and walked over to her. He gently patted her and asked what was wrong. I said she was probably hungry or something. So Keanu put down the newspaper, picked up my cousin, lifted his shirt, and breastfed her right there in the middle of the hair salon.
A very nice guy
