Fast forward to today. I wanted some milk before I departed for school. A reasonable request, right? Well, dad responds with "just hang on a minute, you will get some milk at school". How rude. Next time he wants to drink a beer before we all go to the restaurant I am going to tell him "you don't need that, they will have beer at the restaurant". Thankfully, mommy took the 30 seconds to pour me a glass of milk. I finished it, we brushed teeth, and off daddy and I go to school.
On the way there I am forced to hear Drew Deener blather on about some sports something or other. After about 10 minutes, but what feels like an hour, I am finally at school and I get to see my friends. I was admittedly a little fired up and upon entering school I shoved one of my friends to the floor. Whoopty doo. Sue me (just a joke dad). Of course, dad makes me say "sorry", which I did not feel was warranted. Fifteen seconds later, I see another friend of mine carrying around a green basket that I want to play with. I politely approach and attempt to take it away from her. She starts to cry and of course I get told by dad to "let her keep it". I did not think this was all too big of deal, but apparently it was enough to get my mug shot on the wall:
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| I do not have to tell you who was "watching me" when I fell and hit my face last weekend. |
Wow, it is only 9:30. The good news is my day can only improve from here.
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