And Who Am I Babysitting?

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This morning I read a comment on @LovingMyBabies post that inspired this discussion. She had a child dropped off, who was left for several hours after a five minute acquaintance. Almost thirty years ago, I placed an advertisement in the newspaper, that I was available to babysit. I received one call. The woman asked me a couple of questions, including my address, comments that she knew my husband and could I start tomorrow morning. The next morning, at the appointed time a man (boy) knocked on my door and handed me his son, with the words, this is Randy and I'll be back at noon. That was it, that was all. A quick perusal of the diaper bag revealed a bottle and a diaper. I had no idea of this child's age (he was in an infant car seat, so I was guessing 6-8 months old), routine (when did he need the bottle), and as any mother can tell you, does he sleep on his stomach or back. I did not know the parents names, other than Tina for mom. No contact number was left. To put it mildly, I was horrified. Who hands their baby to a stranger? And leaves for five hours. At noon, daddy returned to pick up his son. I drove to their house in the afternoon, to ask mom (who didn't drive) for answers to his care needs. I babysat this child for several months. Invariably, I would bath him as soon as he arrived, and would dress him in onesies and sleepers my daughter had outgrown. (He always arrived in a pee soaked diaper and sleeper, and I was lucky if he had a spare diaper in the bag.) Again, I ask, Who hands their baby to a stranger and leaves for 5 hours?