It wasn't good enough.
I should have known.
I thought it was Dad- "And you didn't bother to get out of bed and CHECK?" "Well, I thought-" "I was banging on that door for twenty-five minutes! And you didn't check?" "No, I thought-" "I was ringing the doorbell! Do you mean you didn't hear that?" "Actually, no, I didn't."
I thought the phone was grandpa- "I called six times! Six! Times! And you didn't bother to answer it!" "I thought maybe-" "SIX TIMES!"
I got out of bed and checked and I saw Dad's car was gone and yours was on the street- "And you didn't bother to open the door then??" "Actually, that WAS when I opened the door-"
"YOU HAVE NO SENSE OF RESPONSIBILITY, you know that? None! None whatsoever! You don't think anything matters but YOU and what YOU want and what YOU do in that room of yours!"
I tried one last gasp, one mention of 'I thought if it was an emergency you'd call my line, that's partly why I didn't answer-"
"You know what? You're right. You're ABSOLUTELY right. Everything YOU do is right."
Storms off.
Fuck...
(And you know what? I have this horrible urge to yell back at her "If I have no sense of responsiblity then why did my head almost explode with the conflict over 'someone should go with Grandma' versus 'dear God in Heaven I don't want to!'?")
I should have known.
I thought it was Dad- "And you didn't bother to get out of bed and CHECK?" "Well, I thought-" "I was banging on that door for twenty-five minutes! And you didn't check?" "No, I thought-" "I was ringing the doorbell! Do you mean you didn't hear that?" "Actually, no, I didn't."
I thought the phone was grandpa- "I called six times! Six! Times! And you didn't bother to answer it!" "I thought maybe-" "SIX TIMES!"
I got out of bed and checked and I saw Dad's car was gone and yours was on the street- "And you didn't bother to open the door then??" "Actually, that WAS when I opened the door-"
"YOU HAVE NO SENSE OF RESPONSIBILITY, you know that? None! None whatsoever! You don't think anything matters but YOU and what YOU want and what YOU do in that room of yours!"
I tried one last gasp, one mention of 'I thought if it was an emergency you'd call my line, that's partly why I didn't answer-"
"You know what? You're right. You're ABSOLUTELY right. Everything YOU do is right."
Storms off.
Fuck...
(And you know what? I have this horrible urge to yell back at her "If I have no sense of responsiblity then why did my head almost explode with the conflict over 'someone should go with Grandma' versus 'dear God in Heaven I don't want to!'?")