Terrible Parenting
My parents used to lock my brother, sister and I in the car while they went to the pub for a "quick one" after work. This quick one might last several hours, during which they would send bottles of Indian Tonic Water to us by way of refreshment.
On one particularly cold evening, bored stupid, we lit a small bonfire on the back seat of the car using the cigarette lighter and the contents of the glove box. We owe our lives to passing winos. (BTW: Please no more Maddie or Jesus gags, they've been done.)
( , Thu 16 Aug 2007, 9:47)
My parents used to lock my brother, sister and I in the car while they went to the pub for a "quick one" after work. This quick one might last several hours, during which they would send bottles of Indian Tonic Water to us by way of refreshment.
On one particularly cold evening, bored stupid, we lit a small bonfire on the back seat of the car using the cigarette lighter and the contents of the glove box. We owe our lives to passing winos. (BTW: Please no more Maddie or Jesus gags, they've been done.)
( , Thu 16 Aug 2007, 9:47)
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Not too terrible, but...
When I was about four or five years old, my parents sent me to what passed as a preschool at the local private school. I already knew most of what was being taught ("this is blue", "this letter is called y", blah), so I'd often get bored and camp out beneath the table.
In my teacher's mind, this was absolute and undeniable proof that I had ADHD and needed to be put on medication immediately. My parents, being young and stupid (emphasis on stupid), believed this had to be the case and promptly put me on three different medications.
One of them was Adderall.
A side effect of Adderall is severely decreased appetite.
One 20-pound first grader later, my parents considered taking me off the shit.
( , Fri 17 Aug 2007, 2:27, Reply)
When I was about four or five years old, my parents sent me to what passed as a preschool at the local private school. I already knew most of what was being taught ("this is blue", "this letter is called y", blah), so I'd often get bored and camp out beneath the table.
In my teacher's mind, this was absolute and undeniable proof that I had ADHD and needed to be put on medication immediately. My parents, being young and stupid (emphasis on stupid), believed this had to be the case and promptly put me on three different medications.
One of them was Adderall.
A side effect of Adderall is severely decreased appetite.
One 20-pound first grader later, my parents considered taking me off the shit.
( , Fri 17 Aug 2007, 2:27, Reply)
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