Re: I am the ball in play
Yesterday, I was sitting down to finally get out some much needed replies and I was surprised to find my aunt visiting for the day and, lo and behold, she's brought along her babysitting brood. Apparently my spoiled brat of a nephew wants to see where I live.
So they push their way up through the doors and into my apartment, and before long they're swarming all over my kitchen. Like a horde of pokemon-shirted locusts, they are...
Now I have to go to the store, but no worries, my aunt says- I can ride with them! Only, instead of going to the market first, we head to the bookstore.
What occurs is the single worst game of hide-and-seek that I've ever played in. They seemed to think it was funny to race around and hide from me. What was a fifteen-minute stop for a video game guide became a latte break for my aunt and a crash course in babysitting for me.
It couldn't get worse after that, could it? Oh, yes. Yes it can.
Where would you take a horde of sugar-rushed, over-caffinated grade-schoolers?
Chuck. E. Cheese.
After a half-hour, I'm hiding in the bathroom to get some much-needed peace and quiet. After an hour, I'm looking for an excuse to go next door to the used game store and asking if I can hide out in their vault for an hour just to relish the quiet.
After all that, I was slipped ten dollars and dropped off back at my apartment. No store, no nothing. I feel like my aunt owes me for this...