Today so far in a nutshell
I worked from 8:30 - 1:00 and then I babysit my boss's kids again from 3:00-6:00, which is fun so I don't mind. I like playing with little kids, they're more my speed and we have the same amount of energy to burn..heh..
So I was on my way home from work today and sitting in the McDonald's drive thru (isn't it amazing I don't weigh like 150 pounds? the way I eat fast food I'd think I would be obese...or at least overweight...so I guess I'll enjoy my metabolism while I have it?? haha) and my cell phone rings the familiar "Donald ring tone" and I get all excited because I automatically think to myself "Oh good, he's back from the fair and we can hang out until I babysit" so I answer...and lo and behold it's his mom, Robin.
I practically vomit when I hear it's her thinking the worst and making up crazy scenarios about why she's calling me....
But after the initial hi's and how are you doing's she gets to the point - Had I talked to Donald around midnight last night?? I hadn't. I talked to him around 10:30 and again at 2:30 but not at midnight. I ask how come?? Apparently she heard (from whom I don't know) that Donald was making plans with my best friend ((note my extreme sarcasm))...his ex-girlfriend Brittany....to do drugs. Now I'm thinking to myself...gee, big deal, they're gonna blaze or something. However, apparently it was more hardcore and along the lines of coke. I almost burst into tears. She continues to tell me that she called him and he told her that in fact no, he did not talk with Brittany last night and had made no such plans but I think Robin secretly thought it was me he was talking to since she used to hate me and think I was such a bad influence... That girl is going to get his life so messed up. So me and Robin go through all the scenarios of who he's hanging out with and what influence they have on him and if I hear anything else I will call her.
I know that Donald's with Brittany today doing the pig stuff but I've texted him and he hasn't called or texted back...I'm so worried. I know I'm not perfect when it comes to drugs, but nothing hardcore. I hope he doesn't do anything dumb.
On a lighter note...it is cool that his mom (who used to hate me, mind you) can call me and ask things like that.
So I was on my way home from work today and sitting in the McDonald's drive thru (isn't it amazing I don't weigh like 150 pounds? the way I eat fast food I'd think I would be obese...or at least overweight...so I guess I'll enjoy my metabolism while I have it?? haha) and my cell phone rings the familiar "Donald ring tone" and I get all excited because I automatically think to myself "Oh good, he's back from the fair and we can hang out until I babysit" so I answer...and lo and behold it's his mom, Robin.
I practically vomit when I hear it's her thinking the worst and making up crazy scenarios about why she's calling me....
But after the initial hi's and how are you doing's she gets to the point - Had I talked to Donald around midnight last night?? I hadn't. I talked to him around 10:30 and again at 2:30 but not at midnight. I ask how come?? Apparently she heard (from whom I don't know) that Donald was making plans with my best friend ((note my extreme sarcasm))...his ex-girlfriend Brittany....to do drugs. Now I'm thinking to myself...gee, big deal, they're gonna blaze or something. However, apparently it was more hardcore and along the lines of coke. I almost burst into tears. She continues to tell me that she called him and he told her that in fact no, he did not talk with Brittany last night and had made no such plans but I think Robin secretly thought it was me he was talking to since she used to hate me and think I was such a bad influence... That girl is going to get his life so messed up. So me and Robin go through all the scenarios of who he's hanging out with and what influence they have on him and if I hear anything else I will call her.
I know that Donald's with Brittany today doing the pig stuff but I've texted him and he hasn't called or texted back...I'm so worried. I know I'm not perfect when it comes to drugs, but nothing hardcore. I hope he doesn't do anything dumb.
On a lighter note...it is cool that his mom (who used to hate me, mind you) can call me and ask things like that.