I don't know why I just remembered this out of the clear blue, but I just did.
When I was younger, like 15, my dad decided as punishment for backtalking my stepmother, he would take me to work with him on a Saturday...and have me sit in his truck for the course of 8 hours. It was JANUARY IN MICHIGAN when he did this. On top of it, I wasn't allowed to bring anything to eat or drink with me. Joy.
So, naturally, the day passed rather...uneventfully. Towards the end of my dad's shift, about 8 or so I think, his boss, Earl, comes out to the truck. By this time, I'm crying because I'm cold and scared I'm going to pass out from not eating or drinking all day (I have hypoglycemia). Earl taps on the window and holds up a can of soda and one of those little premade apple pie snacks you get at the store. So, I roll the window down and take the food and drink while repeating "Thank you" about a million times. All he said was "Don't let your dad know about this."
My dad came out at the end of his shift, and was pissy. He looked at me and said, "Bringing you here was a huge mistake. My boss nearly suspended me for punishing you like this. Thanks."
Well fuck you too, Dad, you deserved it.
And thanks Earl. For not letting me pass out.
edited at 5:47 pm Street Scene, here we come!!!!
When I was younger, like 15, my dad decided as punishment for backtalking my stepmother, he would take me to work with him on a Saturday...and have me sit in his truck for the course of 8 hours. It was JANUARY IN MICHIGAN when he did this. On top of it, I wasn't allowed to bring anything to eat or drink with me. Joy.
So, naturally, the day passed rather...uneventfully. Towards the end of my dad's shift, about 8 or so I think, his boss, Earl, comes out to the truck. By this time, I'm crying because I'm cold and scared I'm going to pass out from not eating or drinking all day (I have hypoglycemia). Earl taps on the window and holds up a can of soda and one of those little premade apple pie snacks you get at the store. So, I roll the window down and take the food and drink while repeating "Thank you" about a million times. All he said was "Don't let your dad know about this."
My dad came out at the end of his shift, and was pissy. He looked at me and said, "Bringing you here was a huge mistake. My boss nearly suspended me for punishing you like this. Thanks."
Well fuck you too, Dad, you deserved it.
And thanks Earl. For not letting me pass out.
edited at 5:47 pm Street Scene, here we come!!!!
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