This morning was so funny! Hilarious! Crazy! And, wrong. Come join me as I tell the story....
I woke up around 5:30 am, my scheduled time, happy. Happy, because I woke up on time. But, that slowly ran way from my grip. I then woke up, again, at 7:05 am. Damn, right then I knew I'd be late. I was woken up by a phone call and it had been vibrating for a long time. It was Jereme, who gives me rides to better insure me arriving on time. (He's so sweet.) He asked if I was awake and I answered, "I just woke up." I told him I'd just get to school by myself and thanked anyways.
Already knowing I'd be late, I somewhat took my time. I showered and got dressed. My dad was surprised to know I was still at home and he quickly knew I was late. So, he gave me a ride. I asked him if he could call in for me. Then I just said to do it if he wanted to, and he didn't, haha. I arrived at school and he drove off. Contemplating whether or not I should walk into class after half of it has already passed, I decided not to. I called up Cut-master, because I had a feeling Neeks would drive him and I wanted to chill with people. They were going to go to McDonald's and I was quick to go along.
After picking up a few friends we went to McDonald's. I made a choice to call in for myself, impersonating my father. That made my conscience very guilty because I'm an honest person. I called outside and everyone was close to me. Luckily, I got the recorder. Which, we all know, is the easiest way to get away with calling in for yourself or somebody else. But, I made a huge, STUPID, mistake. This is what I said, "Hi I'm calling for my son, my name is Jero-" STUPID, STUPID, STUPID! I quickly hung up after that. How dumb! That shit was recorded and I said my name. The dumbest thing I've ever done. LMAO, it also the funniest. Everyone laughed at me. Geez, you had to be there.
Few minutes later I decided to give it another shot. I wouldn't call if it was any other time, but if I was marked unexcused for a class again, I'm eligible for truancy. I don't want that. This time, I had to talk to a live person. That sucked so much, I didn't want to lie, but I did. This was the dialog:
"Hi this is Mr. Alagay calling for my son ****** Alagay."
"Do you have his ID?"
"Yes, his ID is ********."
"And he's going to be out the whole day?"
"Yes, he's sick."
"And I'm talking to his father?"
"Yes."
"OK, thank you."
I also stuttered while speaking. Anyone who knows me could tell that that was me. I was ashamed of myself. That was so whack.
Feeling like I accomplished nothing, I walked back into McDonald's to buy Neeks and myself something. After that, we finally began to leave. Then, the next best, unexpected thing happened... my dad was coming up into McDonald's.
Oh my gosh! This shit was getting totally out of frame. First this and that, then I run into my dad! Excuse me... HAHAHAHAH! We all laughed. He laughed because he saw us and thought we were all skipping. My friends laughed because they know what I did. I laughed, because I know why they were all laughing, and I'm the master know-it-all. My father began to point at us saying, "Oh I caught you! You're not in class." Everyone said "No we don't have class." He pointed at me, "so just you." Laughs exited our systems again. I told him, "if the school calls, tell them I was sick." He agreed and then we all went our separate ways. Um, hello? Why didn't he go straight to work. He's supposed to after dropping me off. If he did, then we wouldn't have ran into each other and my conscience wouldn't have taken another swing. But, c'mon, I'm J. and I didn't trip. Everything was just so funny to be worried or paranoid. Gosh, the funniest thing that happened to me in a while.
During school, I learned that there were people who walked into class later than I would have. Now, I'm just going to go in. Forget the embarrassment, it'll still be a hoot.
That was the highlight of my Wednesday, hope you imagined it well enough to enjoy it as much as I did. :]
There were also other things that made my day even funnier, but let's just share the morning. Haha... you know who you are. Laughing out loud, goodnight.
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