Now, I tend not to have a lot of terribly important to say, but I'm still here aren't I? This whole thought process began when I read Jeepers Creeper's blog about being the last to know everything. Well today, I participated in a talent show at my church and while we were there, my mom was talking to one of our pastors about something or other, I still don't know what. And as she finished and walked right by me, I'm pretty sure I yelled her name at least 10 times, calling out "mom, mother, mom, mother, (her name), mother, madre, mom, (her name)!!" But nope, she just walked right on by. I'm not sure if you could call it selective hearing, but when your son has a question to ask, you'd answer it right?
Well this goes back to when I was a kid, you could technically call it poor planning on my part, but for the sake of this post, let's not, I used to want to have sleepovers and what not, but of course, when I would ask the night before/of my parents would say, "Oh, not tomorrow/tonight, we going out of town." And I'm thinking, well why couldn't you have told me we were going out of town, that way wouldn't have even gotten my hopes up. I simply am the last to know.
As well as this whole "poor planning" issue goes, I am not sure if my parents even realize that the entire issue would just be avoided with taking less than a minute out of there day to say, "Hey we're blah blah blah... next week." It's as simple as that, just letting me know. My mother says she just "forgets" who she already told and just assumes she told me. I recently learned never assume because you make and "ASS out of U and ME."
If you couldn't tell, it just bugs me when I'm just looked at and not paid attention to. Would it kill you to just hear what I have to say? I am a person, I like to be heard, and I like to be told!
Will you be the last to know?
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