onefromphilly and I don't get to talk on the phone often but when we do...we get it in. Yesterday I wrapped up something major I'd been dealing with all week and called her to tell her I wasn't wearing no stinking monitor and told her about how E made Unca Robby go straight MAN on him Monday evening.
See...I'm usually the yeller at 13700. Robby? He's kinda innately calm you know? Like...he can always figure out how to deal with something in tones which don't let the neighbors know there just MIGHT be furniture moving. But Monday? WHEW BOY!
Him was yelling.
SIP: My mouth just fell open again just THINKING about it.
The Godson is an extremely smart kid so when he brings home a C...it's very confusing ESPECIALLY when you've seen every.single.test from the grade period and they've been all A's.
So...you immediately pull up the grades and find that yes...he made all A's but didn't do ANY of his homework. Now...you do the math. What's the average of an A and an F?
Yup...a C.
WHEW LAWD!!!!!!!!!!!
I didn't say anything until Tsiporah got here. I mean...you'd be soooooo proud of me. Like...I.STOPPED.TALKING. The only thing I did was take his phone from when when I saw him texting with a friend.
But I didn't say anything.
SIP: Well...the look on your face didn't require verbal language you know.
So...she walked in, saw my face and was like...what happened? And it started.
Well...The Robinator came home as all of this was going on and he asked what was going on and we told him. He turned immediately red...
YOU GOT ALL A'S ON THE TESTS BUT WEREN'T SMART ENOUGH TO KNOW YOUR HOMEWORK WOULD AFFECT YOUR GRADE NEGATIVELY? THAT'S JUST STUPID! THAT MAKES YOU STUPID!
And then he turned on us.
YALL ARE TOO SOFT ON HIM AND I'M SICK OF IT! HE THINKS HE'S SO DAMN SMART HE KNOWS WHAT'S BEST FOR HIS EDUCATION ON HIS OWN? HE DOESN'T HAVE TIME TO DO HIS HOMEWORK BUT HIS LIL AZZ HAS TIME FOR TEXTING AND PLAYING VIDEO GAMES? VIDEO GAMES? THE NEXT TIME HE SHOULD BE ALLOWED TO HAVE A VIDEO GAME IN HIS HAND HE'S GOING TO NEED A REFRESHER COURSE ON HOW TO PLAY CUZ IT'S BEEN THAT.DAMN.LONG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I didn't say nothing.
And the man'ing continued.
It got to the point where Tsiporah and I went into another room and had a glass of wine cuz our nerves were bad. Even Lucy was like...DAMN! HIM MAD!
And E was shaking in his sneakers cuz really...Unca Robby is a big azz dude and having a big azz angry dude yelling at you when you know you're good and damn wrong makes you VERY calculated in your response.
The end result was that E was CRUSHED his Unca Robby went in on him which has kinda pissed me and Tsiporah off cuz seriously...we said the same ish but he's crushed cuz his Unca Robby said it?
Humph.
This man ish ain't no joke apparently.
So I was telling onefromphilly this yesterday and that fool said, "I did the same thing in the 10th grade. I don't know why my parents didn't kill me."
ROFL!
She brings me JOY!
SIP: Unca Robby would have snatched her bald.
On Tuesday Unca Robby called to tell E he'd be home before 5:30. E shook from the time I passed on that message until the time his MUCH calmer Unca Robby came through the front door and his main thing was to tell his Unca Robby that he was really sorry he'd disappointed him.
Robby: Prove it by bringing that C back up to an A.
SIP: He was cold in the way he delivered it too. Like...chilly freeze cold.
The first time a man went straight MAN on your child...did it mess up your head? Were you upset? Was the problem resolved? If it happened to your son...how old was he the first time?
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