Fuck you, oblivious people, not that you'll care
So,
I get home from basketball practice (which was a total mess, btw...) and my mother tells me that I have to take a 5 minute shower, as we're going to see the blazers game which starts in 25 minutes. Not only could you not possibly make it to your seats at a Blazers game from LO in *45* minutes, to make matters worse, we made it in time for the opening tip...my mom drove.
I get a message about halfway through the first quarter from someone saying that she is at another person's house and that I should come over. I promptly deleted the message and sent a text back explaining my current standings with my privileges. (if you are not a regular reader of this journal...I have none left)
Since it was a good game and all, I sort of forget about how totally gay it was that this someone [who knew, or SHOULD HAVE known (the person who she was with knew)] called me and left me a message about coming over to watch movies. The Blazers win, Sam (his last night here) is excited about getting to see an NBA game, and we are all in decent spirits. When we walk out of the arena, it quickly disintegrates and washes down the drain along with the numerous inches of rainfall.
The car ride home was somewhat hostile, as my sister tried to be amusing, and ended up just sounding like an utter moron (not too unusual). We talk about the plans for Sam tomorrow, and when we are going to get up and drop him off and whatnot. I send a text to Dylan and we get talking about something that I don't necessarily want to be, and I am not able to pass a hint without ending up feeling like a jackass.
Then, when we get home, I am told to dry off the dog (who was ALSO in the numerous inches of rainfall), and to take him upstairs to bed. When I return to get a bowl of cereal, I find that Nicole has taken the initiative to further annoy me by taking the last of the milk, so I sit there trying to be polite anyway. My dad checks the voice messages, and I hear this someone's voice yet again calling to see if I want to watch movies at their house. This is the same someone who I have told numerous times that I am grounded until spring break, and that would obviously include going to people's houses to watch movies...
My dad finishes the message (that was the last one), looks at me and asks me if I heard the message. I reply: 'No, what was it about?' My dad says that this someone has called to invite me to their house to watch movies. My dad being the one who grounded me, I decide that it would be best (and most dignified) if I simply shake my head with no response (my sister and Sam are at the table with me). My dad makes clear that he has decided to take this gesture as if to say that this someone has insulted my character by calling me. I am sure that was not this person's intent, originally, I would just like to point out that due to the past hostilities between my father and I (I chose simply to not explain to him what I was trying to convey originally), I am now in further trouble with my parents.
Please think: when someone is grounded, their parents are unreasonably edgy and bitter. If you decide to call someone on their home phone and ask the child if they if they WANT TO come over (of course the parents are going to hear the fucking message, it's the answering machine for God's sake), their parents are going to be reminded of their past hostilities towards one's behavior, and act as though the child in question has idiotically asked if they can come over to the other child's house (obviously not, I would rather castrate myself than question my father's authority directly), the parents become increasingly hostile as one tries to talk oneself out of such a situation. It is, of course, hopeless to try and explain such a concept to a parental unit...the damage is done...it is better just not to add punishment.
Think before you do something that you believe to be kind. If you already know the answer that is predetermined, please consider the worst case scenario for the other person, as it will undoubtedly go that way for them. Being grounded sucks, it takes a long time to build up a good mood in one's parents (especially before comments...oh god), and they would appreciate if their friends would not try and push the limits on the definition of "grounded"; it is well-defined.
I get home from basketball practice (which was a total mess, btw...) and my mother tells me that I have to take a 5 minute shower, as we're going to see the blazers game which starts in 25 minutes. Not only could you not possibly make it to your seats at a Blazers game from LO in *45* minutes, to make matters worse, we made it in time for the opening tip...my mom drove.
I get a message about halfway through the first quarter from someone saying that she is at another person's house and that I should come over. I promptly deleted the message and sent a text back explaining my current standings with my privileges. (if you are not a regular reader of this journal...I have none left)
Since it was a good game and all, I sort of forget about how totally gay it was that this someone [who knew, or SHOULD HAVE known (the person who she was with knew)] called me and left me a message about coming over to watch movies. The Blazers win, Sam (his last night here) is excited about getting to see an NBA game, and we are all in decent spirits. When we walk out of the arena, it quickly disintegrates and washes down the drain along with the numerous inches of rainfall.
The car ride home was somewhat hostile, as my sister tried to be amusing, and ended up just sounding like an utter moron (not too unusual). We talk about the plans for Sam tomorrow, and when we are going to get up and drop him off and whatnot. I send a text to Dylan and we get talking about something that I don't necessarily want to be, and I am not able to pass a hint without ending up feeling like a jackass.
Then, when we get home, I am told to dry off the dog (who was ALSO in the numerous inches of rainfall), and to take him upstairs to bed. When I return to get a bowl of cereal, I find that Nicole has taken the initiative to further annoy me by taking the last of the milk, so I sit there trying to be polite anyway. My dad checks the voice messages, and I hear this someone's voice yet again calling to see if I want to watch movies at their house. This is the same someone who I have told numerous times that I am grounded until spring break, and that would obviously include going to people's houses to watch movies...
My dad finishes the message (that was the last one), looks at me and asks me if I heard the message. I reply: 'No, what was it about?' My dad says that this someone has called to invite me to their house to watch movies. My dad being the one who grounded me, I decide that it would be best (and most dignified) if I simply shake my head with no response (my sister and Sam are at the table with me). My dad makes clear that he has decided to take this gesture as if to say that this someone has insulted my character by calling me. I am sure that was not this person's intent, originally, I would just like to point out that due to the past hostilities between my father and I (I chose simply to not explain to him what I was trying to convey originally), I am now in further trouble with my parents.
Please think: when someone is grounded, their parents are unreasonably edgy and bitter. If you decide to call someone on their home phone and ask the child if they if they WANT TO come over (of course the parents are going to hear the fucking message, it's the answering machine for God's sake), their parents are going to be reminded of their past hostilities towards one's behavior, and act as though the child in question has idiotically asked if they can come over to the other child's house (obviously not, I would rather castrate myself than question my father's authority directly), the parents become increasingly hostile as one tries to talk oneself out of such a situation. It is, of course, hopeless to try and explain such a concept to a parental unit...the damage is done...it is better just not to add punishment.
Think before you do something that you believe to be kind. If you already know the answer that is predetermined, please consider the worst case scenario for the other person, as it will undoubtedly go that way for them. Being grounded sucks, it takes a long time to build up a good mood in one's parents (especially before comments...oh god), and they would appreciate if their friends would not try and push the limits on the definition of "grounded"; it is well-defined.