Me: "Hey, what's going on?"
My brother and I don't talk so I knew something was wrong.
Mac: "Hey, whatcha doin?"
Me: "Uh eating lunch at Dew Dropp."
Mac: "Oh Dew Dropp that sounds good."
Silence.
Me: "You need something?"
Mac proceeds to tell me a long convoluted story that I couldn't really follow so after picking out the key words this is what i got from it.
Me: "So you're at the Mitchell center (Auditorium at the University of South Alabama) and you went to put your key in the ignition of your car and it fell between the seat and the center console?"
Mac: "Yeah and I can't get in touch with Mom or Dad."
Me: "Alright well I just started eating so when I finish I'll come up there and use my little hand to get your key out."
Mac: "No, I just want you to get in touch with Mom or Dad so they can bring me my spare key."
Me: "Seriously? Dad's at work and Mom is all the way in freakin' Mississippi."
Mac: "What's she doing in Mississippi?"
Me: "Sigh....that house you live in is like a mile from the state line Mac."
Mac: "Well i don't consider that Mississippi."
Me: "Oh my Lord, my point is that it's freaking close enough."
At this point Andrew had to go back to work and Chad and Josh are dying laughing.
Mac: "Well i thought you meant she had something she needed to do in Mississippi. Just call and get them to bring me the key."
Me: "NO! You can wait until i'm done eating and i'll come help you."
Mac: "Ugh it's hot!"
Me: "Seriously? Go inside and i'll call you when i get there."
Mac: "Fine."
Josh and Chad are still laughing really hard.
Chad: "I don't know if i could ever bring myself to call my parents because I dropped my key in my car."
Josh: "My hands would have to be bloody stumps..."
Chad: "and pieces of my car laying all around me..."
Me: "Ugh..."
I go back to eating my lunch while the three of us talk about how far we'd have to go before we called someone to help us and debate whether or not Mac is going to keep looking for the key to save me the trip or if he just hung up and walked inside. I voted the he just walked inside.
Two minutes later Mac calls back.
Me: "HEY YA FOUND IT?"
Mac: "I started to go inside and I thought about the brow beating I'd get if you had to come down here and find it for me so I thought I'd try a little harder."
Me: "So Dad leaving work and driving from somewhere in the county or Mom driving all the way from the house wasn't enough but me yelling at you made you try harder?"
Mac: "Yes."
Me: "Well i'm glad my strict parenting has made you try a little harder in at least one area."
Mac: "Yeah, alright, thanks for offering to help. Bye."
Me: "Ha yeah bye."
Late that night I was telling my Dad about this and he gets pissed.
Dad: " uh he better not fucking call me for that. He's supposed to have an extra key in his car because he does this shit all the time."
Me: "I dunno he didn't mention an extra key."
Dad: "No I saw the box the key goes in sitting in his passenger seat. He can have empty beer cans all in his car but not that extra key he's supposed to have..."
Me: "Wait what? Why does he have beer cans in his car?"
Dad: "uh because he drinks them."
Me: "Yeah i get that...never mind. He's a classy guy."
Dad walks outside and i go back to my room to find Mac standing in my doorway.
Me: "Why are there beer cans in your car???"
Mac: "Why the fuck are you going in my car?!"
Me: "Ha I didn't. Dad just told me that your car has empty beer cans all in it."
Mac: "Stay out of my car."
Me: "I'll try."
I went in my room and closed the door...
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