Well I found out what happened to the missing person...and my thoughts on teenagers in general.
On my November 11th rant, I bitched about a pet peeve of mine..people who order pizza and then neglect to come pick it up. Lo and behold tonight as I was working, the phone rings, and as I pick up, I recognize it to be the same number that'd called me to order that night! What luck! I let my Mom know it was them, and I made their pizzas. About 20 minutes later a 40- something couple walks in the door. I explained to them that I'd gotten a call on that night and had even left a couple messages on the voicemail. Turns out the man's teenage daughter (who was supposed to be staying at her Moms that weekend) went over to her Dads place while he was out of town and had a little "get together", which included the guy who'd called the restaurant to order a pizza. I could by the look on their faces that they were embarrassed to hear it. I told the father that thanks to the kids I was out about 25 bucks, which was the cost of the pizza, and I told him it came out of my pay (a white lie, but I wanted justice to be served didn't I?)The father said he was going to have a chat with his teenage daughter, and send the kids down to pay up. Hell..funny how I inadvertently busted her little "romantic rendevous". Well, if she was a smart girl, and her boyfriend a smart boy, they coulda held off the 2 minute mattress mambo to pick up the pizza, and no one would be the wiser. I imagine if her dad is a responsible Dad, she should be chained to the stove by now and not let loose until she reached the age of majority. And the father out with his rifle, firing buckshot "warning "shots at Romeo's behind as he's running away. Lol. I'd better get that coin. If they do show their faces, I may say (or rather Pizzaslinger might say) "Hope you wore a freakin condom".
I mean come on people...you know any teenagers who say they're "just hanging out", and you want to remind them to check to make sure they don't put their shirt back on inside out before they get home? Teenagers of every generation I think have always thought that other people would truly believe what they say they're doing is the actual truth. Teenagers..one thing is certain...no one really believes everything everyone says anymore to be fact. Especially when it comes from a teenagers mouth. Why do I say this? Hmmm...lets see....how 'bout because I was a teenager once? Yeah...I'd want to go to a party, but I'd tell the folks we were "hanging out", just "watching a movie"..but in reality, I'm stuck in the can while my friend is puking her guts out in the toilet while I hold her hair out of the way, and hoping she doesn't miss and spray that mess all over me, cause the friend drank whiskey that night...and we all know how unmistakable the smell of whiskey is. Especially if its lying in a puddle on the floor with a few partially digested Corn Nuts and Cheetos floating around in it. Or those kids who smoke the pot, and come home reeking of cologne or perfume and cigarette smoke, thinking it'll mask the smell. You aren't fooling anyone.
Now don't get me wrong..I'm not out bashing teenagers..far from it. I admire teenagers for their sense of adventure, and the fact that they still have a bit of that optimism carried over from childhood that hasn't yet been snatched away by the grim realities of day to day living after High School Graduation. I just think that if they want to do something they shouldn't they need to be aware of the consequences (Grounding, Tv priveleges revoked, a cast iron chastity belt, buckshot to the behind..etc) and be willing to take the punishment. Heres something for teens to ponder. If a parent asks you where you went...tell them you went to Bills party down the street, had a few beers, helped Sally to vomit and then walk her home, and then you staggered home. They may not like it, and you'll probably get grounded anyways, but chances are the punishment won't be as severe. Seriously. Because you told the truth. Saying you're sorry would help too. Getting surly and defensive is the one way the punishment increases. Don't cross your arms when the parents are lecturing....ever. Don't talk about how you're 15 and aren't stupid..believe me...everyone goes through the "stupid" phase at age 15. There are absolutely NO EXCEPTIONS to that rule in my opinion. Look contrite. Say you're sorry "Sir"..or "Maam". Don't fight back because thats what they hope..so they can punish you worse. The rule growing up for me was never to lie to the parents. Of course if the question never came up I was under no obligation to relinquish information. However.....if I was asked.."did you drink"..I said yes. When I did I just got the comment "don't do it again". Hopefully this helps out any teens who happen upon my posts. And hey..check to make sure your shirt is on correctly before you walk through the front door. You're late again and they want an explanation. Don't make it worse.

3 Comments:
It's true, when I was younger I came home drunk and when my dad asked I told him the truth. Sure I got grounded, but he also told me that if I wanted to drink that bad I could do it at home and he would buy me the beer.
My parents would rather us drink at home too, where they could supervise us...tho I have to admit, alcohol wasn't "taboo" inmy family..as a child, I was allowed a glass of wine at supper for Christmas and Easter. When I was 15 I remember helping Dad build a deck outside, and we took a break, and he handed me a beer. Was no deal. In fact I had the parents who said "if you want a drink..theres the liquor cabinet". And the funny thing is, aside from a few drunk episodes, I wasn't some teen looking to get drunk every weekend. In fact the last time I had a beer was on my vacation, and before that it had been several months. I could go to the bar now and order a soda. I'm not saying that all parents should be as easy going about the alcohol issue as mine were, but I'm just saying that I turned out ok...no alcoholism here!
My folks were the same way. My dad has that European sensibility about the boozy booze. And I actually drink very little now. The odd one with friends if we're out, but with a fiance that doesn't drink there is very little opportunity. Thanks for the cover letter tips by the by.
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