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camwynGot in last night around 2 AM, having been to a party with my friend from Denver, then gone to her house to hang out for a while. Didn't get to sleep until around 3.
Woke up this morning sometime around like 8:30 or 8:40 and herad banging. Oh, thought I, Dad's doing repairs, or nailing up some Christmas lights. Tried to drift back to sleep.
Mom and Dad's phone rings. Gets to the answering machine message. Person hangs up. Oh, thought I, Dad visited Grandpa and Grandpa's calling to see if he got home okay, the same way he did last week.
Some time later I realize that it's still going on. And that, moreover, the banging and the phone do not overlap at any point.
I pick up my parents' phone.
"WILL YOU OPEN THE FRIGGING DOOR ALREADY?" screams my mom.
I open the front door. She's livid. "Why the hell didn't you open the door?"
"I was asleep!" I stammer. I mean, she's enraged. I was thinking that if I tried to explain that I thoguht it was Dad she'd just get worse.
"You didn't hear me banging for the last goddamned twenty minutes?"
"No!"
"You didn't hear the phone?"
"No!" I go to hang up the phone.
"You're so full of it it isn't even funny," she yells.
By the time I come back she's not in the front part of the house, and her car's gone. I assume she's at work or at church, which means she will probably be back sometime around one. I don't like to think what will happen then. I'm cleaning up most of the house where I can, but...
"Look, I thought it was Dad doing house repair because when it snowed last week we got an ice dam in the gutter and the front window leaked - either that or he was putting up Christmas lights. And I thought the phone was ringing because it was Grandpa, and it didn't occur to me to think that no one else was in the house, because I hadn't looked at the clock. It took me a while to realize that the ringing and the banging didn't overlap, but when I did I checked outside to make sure that it wasn't a cop or something, and when I couldn't see a cop car I answered the phone and that's when I let you in. I didn't realize that it was someone banging on the door and not hammering on the house. I'm really sorry.
"It sounds so lame, but that's the truth. I was trying to sleep, I didn't know what time it was, I assumed Dad was home and so I did not bother answering anything. The fact that it was only my parents' line ringing and not the phone in my room made me think it wasn't an emergency, because I'm pretty sure I programmed my line into the cell phones and I assumed that if it WERE, then my own line would be ringing. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to leave you outside like that."
God, I hope she accepts it, because that's the truth and I can't help it if it sounds stupid. I wasn't being inconsiderate, I was just being stupid.
I have got to get a job that lets me move out of this house. Not to get away from Mom being angry, just to avoid stuff like this and other small scale 'you're here so do X' family responsibilities in future.
Woke up this morning sometime around like 8:30 or 8:40 and herad banging. Oh, thought I, Dad's doing repairs, or nailing up some Christmas lights. Tried to drift back to sleep.
Mom and Dad's phone rings. Gets to the answering machine message. Person hangs up. Oh, thought I, Dad visited Grandpa and Grandpa's calling to see if he got home okay, the same way he did last week.
Some time later I realize that it's still going on. And that, moreover, the banging and the phone do not overlap at any point.
I pick up my parents' phone.
"WILL YOU OPEN THE FRIGGING DOOR ALREADY?" screams my mom.
I open the front door. She's livid. "Why the hell didn't you open the door?"
"I was asleep!" I stammer. I mean, she's enraged. I was thinking that if I tried to explain that I thoguht it was Dad she'd just get worse.
"You didn't hear me banging for the last goddamned twenty minutes?"
"No!"
"You didn't hear the phone?"
"No!" I go to hang up the phone.
"You're so full of it it isn't even funny," she yells.
By the time I come back she's not in the front part of the house, and her car's gone. I assume she's at work or at church, which means she will probably be back sometime around one. I don't like to think what will happen then. I'm cleaning up most of the house where I can, but...
"Look, I thought it was Dad doing house repair because when it snowed last week we got an ice dam in the gutter and the front window leaked - either that or he was putting up Christmas lights. And I thought the phone was ringing because it was Grandpa, and it didn't occur to me to think that no one else was in the house, because I hadn't looked at the clock. It took me a while to realize that the ringing and the banging didn't overlap, but when I did I checked outside to make sure that it wasn't a cop or something, and when I couldn't see a cop car I answered the phone and that's when I let you in. I didn't realize that it was someone banging on the door and not hammering on the house. I'm really sorry.
"It sounds so lame, but that's the truth. I was trying to sleep, I didn't know what time it was, I assumed Dad was home and so I did not bother answering anything. The fact that it was only my parents' line ringing and not the phone in my room made me think it wasn't an emergency, because I'm pretty sure I programmed my line into the cell phones and I assumed that if it WERE, then my own line would be ringing. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to leave you outside like that."
God, I hope she accepts it, because that's the truth and I can't help it if it sounds stupid. I wasn't being inconsiderate, I was just being stupid.
I have got to get a job that lets me move out of this house. Not to get away from Mom being angry, just to avoid stuff like this and other small scale 'you're here so do X' family responsibilities in future.
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Date: 2003-12-22 10:26 am (UTC)Much *sympathy*. I'm (temporarily) back with my folks after a couple of years out & away, and it's rough sometimes.
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Date: 2003-12-22 12:41 pm (UTC)*many hugs*
LMG
who spent two years living with her parents as an adult