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worried right now..
May. 9th, 2002 08:06 pmmy brother's friend's mom was supposed to take him home from school today after their trip to Sea World.. I guess she forgot..she is the biggest moron airhead I know.. she is bossy and pretends I am incompetant.. god how I disliker her.. so anyway.. she forgot john and my mom and dad are at anthony's orchestra concert.. at stratford.. john is the last kid there.. some woman let him use her cell phone I guess.. I was trying to keep him on the line so I could call my parents with my cell when I heard her barking at him "IS ANYONE THERE?" "FINE.. I DON'T WANT YOU WASTING ANYMORE OF MY TIME".......... oh my god how I wanted to hurt that woman.. I mean.. just inflict serious pain.. I cannot believe she, a parent could be so heartless to another child.. if she was the SLIGHTEST bit intelligent.. she would know how scared he is and probably shaken... how could she be so fucking selfish.. she is worried about her "minutes" while a terrified little kid is trying to get home.. if I ever meet her.. it would definetly be one of those times I would confront her.. and those who know me, KNOW that instance doesn't roll around that often.. so I am worried about john.. hoping he will get home.. at least when my mom left me on time.. the people were nice.. well maybe typing out that funny story until he gets home will make me feel better, most of you have probably heard this:
When I was 6, I used to take a cartooning class with this guy in Chicago. We had group class and private lessons, it was a really fun experience. One day my mom dropped me off for my lesson and it was sort of an office/loft place.. like.. there was a door, a short hall, and like..3 or 4 offices. SO anyway I got back to the studio door and it had a message: in Florida, back next week.. I was terrified.. I ran outside and saw my mom already a distance down the road.. I remember just collapsing on the ground bawling my eyes out.. I was there a couple minutes when this really nice pretty lady came over.. she talked to me and asked me what happened then took me back to her office (in the same building).. she calmed me down.. and there were a lot of nice ladies there.. all young.. >_>.. anyway.. she gave me a grape soda out of the mini-fridge and my art teacher showed up within about 10 minutes.. apparently he got stuck in traffic on the way back from the airport... so I went and had my art lesson and got picked up.. since then I have never let my mom forget that time that she left me.. I don't know how many times I've told it.. but anyway.. what maybe some of you are wondering.. lol.. what was with the pretty young women in buisness suits? I found out years later they were strippers for hire.. so thats always fun to mention.. the day my mom left me with strippers... lol.. anway.. john got home a little while ago.. his friend's dad came back for him after my parents called.. so I feel better.. hehe... now time for ALGEBRA.. oh boy.. ~_~;;;;
When I was 6, I used to take a cartooning class with this guy in Chicago. We had group class and private lessons, it was a really fun experience. One day my mom dropped me off for my lesson and it was sort of an office/loft place.. like.. there was a door, a short hall, and like..3 or 4 offices. SO anyway I got back to the studio door and it had a message: in Florida, back next week.. I was terrified.. I ran outside and saw my mom already a distance down the road.. I remember just collapsing on the ground bawling my eyes out.. I was there a couple minutes when this really nice pretty lady came over.. she talked to me and asked me what happened then took me back to her office (in the same building).. she calmed me down.. and there were a lot of nice ladies there.. all young.. >_>.. anyway.. she gave me a grape soda out of the mini-fridge and my art teacher showed up within about 10 minutes.. apparently he got stuck in traffic on the way back from the airport... so I went and had my art lesson and got picked up.. since then I have never let my mom forget that time that she left me.. I don't know how many times I've told it.. but anyway.. what maybe some of you are wondering.. lol.. what was with the pretty young women in buisness suits? I found out years later they were strippers for hire.. so thats always fun to mention.. the day my mom left me with strippers... lol.. anway.. john got home a little while ago.. his friend's dad came back for him after my parents called.. so I feel better.. hehe... now time for ALGEBRA.. oh boy.. ~_~;;;;
