Friday, 28 August 2009

  • My mini me

    Whitney's boyfriend is playing football for their high school team. Since his practices began in early August, the two of them haven't seen each other quite as often. Last night was the first chance all week that the two of them would be able to go out, so I told her that I would take them to the mall to see a movie. The deal is; if I take them someone else on his side picks them up. Whitney knows that by nine I am in bed and not wanting to get out, so this usually works out.

    When she is gone I always keep my cell phone with me in case there is a problem or a sudden change in plans. Sure enough around 9:15 last night I got a text from Whit. Now, they had gotten a rather late start because of a dinner that Travis was attending. I didn't drop them off until shortly after 8 and they were just going to catch the first movie that had a start time shortly after they arrived. So, I was quite surprised to be hearing from her so soon and even more surprised she really thought I was going to fall for her total line of bull. Seriously, I thought I taught her better, but last night she couldn't even work up a good lie. Below is our conversation: (apparently I am really, really stupid)

    Whit: Oh shoot Mom, Travis's mom just called and Jenna (his little sister) is really sick and she is taking her to the ER. She won't be able to pick us up after the movie. She said she would just pick up Travis after she was done. Can you get us instead?

    Me: Are you serious? What time is the movie going to be over and what time will she be here to get Travis?

    (Now this is where it is apparent that I must be stupid. Her next line was so ridiculous that I can't believe she thought I would fall for it)

    Whit: She said she could be there by 10:30. You can just pick us up now if you want.

    (10:30? You didn't get to the mall until 8:15. Giving you the benefit of the doubt and there was a movie starting right that second; you wouldn't be out of the movie until almost 10 anyway. How is it exactly that Travis's mom can rush his sister to the hospital at 9:15 and still be to our home by 10:30, but can't pick you guys up at the mall? I call bullshit)

    Me: I am on my way. Oh, by the way; I am going to call L and check in on Jenna. Should we just take Travis home so she doesn't have to worry about picking him up with Jenna so sick and all?

    Whit: WHAT?????

    Me: Oh yeah, I am going to call his mom and just make sure there is nothing I can do for her.

    Whit: WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT?????

    Me: (laughing) Because I think this story is full of shit and I am busting you right now.

    Whit: Oh Mom, I am your mini me after all.

    Oh grasshopper, you have much to learn. I had by this time gotten to the mall and was ready to hear the truth. At this point I am still unsure if I got the whole truth, but I think I got at least part of it. It seems that Travis didn't complete some chore and his mom called to tell him they could find another way home. I still doubt that his mother would leave me in a position to pick them up, but Travis insist that his mom thought he could convince his brother to pick him up instead. Sucked for me that his brother was out bowling and not answering his phone.

    I am trying to decide just how to torture the two of them today for that load of garbage they tried to sell me last night. If you can't come up with a decent lie than for the love of goodness; tell me the truth. I promise that the word STUPID is not tattooed on my forehead.

    Off to school shop and torture Whitney. Have a great one!

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