Smelling like beer

You called me to give you a ride to your mom's house to pick up your car. I had already made plans to work at home and watch the World Cup soccer where the Americans were playing Ghana and needed a win to move on to the second round.
You said you couldn't ride your bike, but did not elaborate.
I said I was probably not going to give you a ride...but would call back in a half hour.
Was this a chance to me to teach you a lesson?
If I let you fend for yourself, what lesson would you learn???
Would it be that you could not count on me in a pinch? Or the lesson to be self-reliant...
In the end, I decided to skip my plans and give you a ride.
I was able to talk to you about once you are old enough to have your own apartment, there is a distinct possibilty that you could party every night for the rest of your lease...but there is a price to pay...
and when I said "people who drink alot, start to smell like beer..."
you commented " I don't smell like beer do I?
and I deftly replied " No I am talking about the other people who drink too much...not you....


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