Mom: But we have to get her this phone!
Dad: Why? A phone's a phone! Aren't they all the same?
Mom: No, she wants this specific phone...?
Dad: Why? What's so big about this one?
Mom: Er, I don't know - it's the one she wants! It's got more gigs or something...
Dad: (sighing) All right... I hope this one lasts until she's thirteen...
Let me see if I have this straight... you're busting your ass, wandering all over Hell's Half-acre (downtown) in the freezing cold, trying to find a store that has a specific (and naturally overpriced) multi-function
Call me old-fashioned, but to me, it's a gift and not a fucking obligation! Tell her she'll get what she's given and like it, or she can get a job and buy her own fucking phone!
They should have told the little self-centered child to grow up; "Santa" is a consumer myth; and that she can damn well survive until she is 18 without a cell!ReplyDelete
Of course, in today's world that would probably be considered some perverse form of child abuse!
Well, I disagree.ReplyDelete
She could damn well survive FOREVER without a cellphone, but damn it, I agree with all your other points!
Gonna add yer blog to my list!
To keep myself honest:ReplyDelete
Yesterday, my ol' man reminded me of when my brother and I were young, and how much of a pain in the ass it was to track down EVERY SINGLE G.I.Joe figure and Transformer on our Christmas lists... so I'm not exactly one to talk after all ;)
Which leads me to the conclusion that the message on the bumper sticker was right, "Insanity is hereditary - you get it from your kids"!