Parent teacher conference night at the high school. The teachers are arranged at little desks throughout the gym. They had you a map. I can't read the map with my glasses on. I can't find the teacher's names on their desks with my glasses off.
I know why people have their kids in their twenties. 47 is too old to be doing this.
The nice thing for me -- Jeffery apparently is some kind of genius. Straight As. All the teachers love him. It takes me about 30 seconds at each desk.
I told Jeffery the only thing I wanted from him was for him to shave "Mamma" into the back of his hairstyle, ala Kanye West, before baseball season.
He said he's do it for $100.
He ain't no genius. I got $100. And I just might want to spend it.
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