So, I called the 'rents this afternoon. The usual call. Pleasantries, how are things going. Asking if I'd been keeping up with the Michael Jackson stuff, blah, blah,blah. Then I get the guilt trip.
Mothers are known for guilt tripping heir kids, and usually I manage to get away from these, but with my sister going for a visit this holiday weekend, I guess she figured it was time to lay the guilt on me, especially since I haven't been back for awhile (a point she made sure to mention more than a few times).
Now, I'm no one to run visit on holidays. She knows that. I'm of the belief that it should be no different to visit on December 25th than June 25th, y'know? Plus, I hate driving through holiday traffic.
If I was able to get away sometime this summer, I would go, but that just doesn't look like it's gonna happen until until Labor Day.
To add to the guilt, she just happened to conveniently bring up the fact that my little brother is 17 and looking for a job and that it would be nice if I could send him a couple dollars. Nothing wrong with that...it's just the way she snuck it in there....more guilt.
Oh well, I guess it happens, right?
Anyone have any idea where a 17 yr old autistic boy can work? No one seems to want to hire him.
3 days ago