<human>: Can you summarize the given text in a few sentences?

I'll start. For a few months, I had landed an internship in a German company amongst their finance department. One day, one of the higher-level employees (who was on maternity leave) had to come back to the office due to her presence being absolutely mandatory at a meeting. On account of this urgency, she had brought her 5-month old son along and assigned me the responsibility of taking care of him while she was busy, and gave me strict instructions to not disrupt the working environment. Now as an intern, I am inherently expected to agree to any demand, no matter how ridiculous it is. I quickly agreed. 

Little did I know, this was the beginning of an entire shitshow (spoiler alert: *literally.*) The baby, disturbed by his mother's absence, started crying profusely. I had temporarily habituated ourselves in the quiet copy room to avoid disturbance, and did everything in my power to stop his crying. I tried performing hole-puncher & stapler theater by gluing paper eyes on the two office supplies and pressing them repeatedly. Even went so far as to confuse the copier so it would make silly noises. For future reference: babies are terrified of loud noises. Obviously this increased his crying tenfold. 

By now, the other employees were starting to get irked by the constant crying so I took the baby and dashed to the safest spot I know: bathroom. And that was when I smelled it. Kiddo had executed a dangerous performance of number 2. And being someone who is absolutely poop-phobic, cleaning up his mess was horrendous. On top of that, he manages to shoot pee on my hair. (In hindsight, quite an impressive trajectory for a kid his age.) 

On the bright side, cleaning him up did the trick. He happily played with me for the next hour (and to my surprise, thoroughly enjoyed my rendition of office-suppies theatre.) I never really garnered much financial experience that day, but it taught me a thing or to on how to be a mother.
<bot>: I was asked to babysit an employee's 5-month old son who ended up inconsolably crying until I fixed his diaper mess