The other day I took a dinner shift the last minute and I forgot to tell my mom. How Mom works is that she calls me around 6:30 everyday to see where I am so she and I can take the bus home together. I missed a call from her, so she called Dad.
Dad's phone rang just after a dinner rush died down, but Dad was busy taking care of the phone orders, so I just answered the phone for him. It was Mom.
Me: [insert fake Chinese accent] "NOBODY HOME. CALL TOMORROW OKAY?"
Mom: "Okay."
I was explaining to Mom that I was working last minute because of communication issues with my baby brother. Then I told Dad what happened and he said, "If I answered, Mom would say, 'HONEY, YOUR DAUGHTER RUN AWAY AGAIN!" Again, this was a joke because it's ironic. Just for the record, I never ran away from home, even if I lived in a safe neighborhood, I'd never do that.
Message to Dad: No Dad. Just no.
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