Twice a week, I babysit Emily, child chess prodigy. I thought her brains would make her more mature, but not really.
I babysit her for an hour on tuesdays and wednesdays, and yesterday she spent the entire hour in a conversation with me that went something like this:
E: Can I have a cookie?
M: No.
(2 seconds elapse)
E: Can I have a cookie now?
M: No.
(2 seconds elapse)
E: Can I have a cookie now?
M: No.
(2 seconds elapse)
E: Can I have a cookie now?
M: No.
(2 seconds elapse)
E: Can I have a cookie now?
M: No.
(2 seconds elapse)
E: Can I have a cookie now?
M: No.
(2 seconds elapse)
E: Can I have a cookie now?
M: No.
(2 seconds elapse)
E: Can I have a cookie now?
M: No.
etc.
AUGHHH!!!! I swear to God, if she even mentions cookies today I will strangle her on the spot. I'll explain it to her mother when it comes up. However, when I left I heard her ask her mother if she could have a cookie several times so I imagine that her mother might not be too angry.
Also, I finally realized why Emily always insisted that I sit in a certain seat when we played Skip-Bo...there's a mirror right behind that chair. It's not big, but its there. I would be impressed if I wasn't so annoyed already.
I really really wish I was old enough to get a real job.
I really really wish murder wasn't illegal.









its lauren
I found you!
just missin' yu!
- moo
B.x
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Bloop
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Oh, gosh....I miss you so much!
Why can't I have Z-targeting....?
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[Awkard Turtle]
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