Crazy Day:
Well, yesterday I was at my parents' store working cause my ice cream shop had been closed for the week and they needed some extra help. I worked for a while, but then idk why, they brought in some more people and said I could leave. However, they forgot that my house was 30 miles away and I DIDN'T HAVE A CAR!!!!!! I could have just stolen their car, but meh, I'm not that mean! xD After all, it couldn't be that bad spending an entire day there! I said that to myself, then poof, the kids showed up!
I don't know why mom and dad never told me my little brother and sister were there... stressed I thought, "Oh, well, I'll just stay away from them..." So I walked across the street and got a smoothie. When I came back, the kids, of course, wanted one. I went back, got them some, and before i knew it, I was on babysitting duty. -sigh- Why wouldn't they just let me work?!?! gonk
I was stuck in the back room, so I decided to take out my trusty bag of art supplies and do something. But first I got an old TV they had and stuck a paperclip in the back of it (secret old trick, teehee) So the kids were busy debating whether to watch Jeopardy or a cooking show, and they didn't see me get out my special carving foam, or at least, that's what I thought... ninja I was making a Valentine's present for my mom, and so I carved a heart out of my foam and as I was trying to write her name in it, the kids ran out of the room and came back in with a bunch of styrofoam and plastic knives and started cutting it up!
I tried to get them to stop, but well, they're them... So I made them put the foam in nice neat piles where they could throw it away easily but my brother took my sister's pile, threw it up in the air and shouted "It's Snowing!!!!!" Then she got mad at him and knocked his pile down and they started 'punching' each other, and the next thing I knew the whole room and everyone in it was covered in styrofoam, and I, of course, was the one to clean it up. mad
Now this was extra hard for me because I already had a broken leg (my brother did this, btw) and I had a bunch of the foam all over me, including in my pants. And trust me, you do not wanna have styrofoam in your pants. eek
A long hour later, and I had almost the whole room cleaned. I swept the floor, desks, and ceiling, and got most everything thrown away. I was finishing sweeping up what was left (a lot) and the kids came back in from scattering the foam all over the furniture, and sat down. My little sister came in and walked straight through the pile I had just swept up, and I said "Hey, Don't touch that!" and she burst into tears! I was all like WTF? and she was sitting in the corner pouting and my brother was still running around and getting foam all over, so i made them clean it up. My brother refused to do even a small job like hold the trash bag, so i held it and told my sister to scoop the remaining foam into the dustpan and then dump it into the trash. She 'tried' to so this but she dropped the dustpan into the trash and took it out and flung a bunch of foam all over the room the 4 out of 4 times she tried it! So i told them to get out and let me finish myself.
And once I did, I got a good 20 bucks from my parents, and nice long nap at home.
So I guess it is all good. biggrin (my little siblings are still evil though)
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