Turning into your parentsUnable to hold back the genetic tide, I find myself gardening in my carpet slippers, asking for a knife and fork in McDonalds and agreeing with the Daily Telegraph. I'm beyond help - what about you?
Thanks to b3th for the suggestion
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Scaryduck LIKES EGG, Thu 30 Apr 2009, 13:39)
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You know that you've arrivedwhen you hear your words coming from your child.
My son was working at the video store and listening to some woman rant on the phone about how she shouldn't have late fees because she had dropped off her DVDs before the deadline.
"What time did you drop them off?"
"It was just at eleven."
"We close at eleven. They wouldn't have been scanned in until the next day. Why didn't you drop them off earlier?"
"I had other things to do and didn't get to them until just before eleven."
My son took a deep breath. "Lack of planning on your part does not constitute an emergency on my part. Sorry, but the late fees still apply-"
There was a click as she hung up.
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The Resident Loon Not a demographic. Do not measure., Thu 30 Apr 2009, 18:49,
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