No Kidding?

It's Monday again? How can that be? Wasn't it just Monday yesterday? Wait, is every day Monday now? I'm so not ready for Monday. Honestly....Please. Let. It. Be. Thursday.

In my last post, I was vague. I apologize. I've still not had time to elaborate, but I'll try to give you details on each event.

Michael had an accident. His first insurance hit. It won't be his last. He was following his new (non)girlfriend to her house to meet her mother when he was supposed to be on the other side of town playing volleyball with his 'buds'. Lesson #1 Don't lie to mom. She not only hates liars but #2 whatever it is you're doing, she'll find out. Trust me. She always finds out.

I get "the call" at 3:40 in the afternoon. I get off at 3:50 (give or take). The room is filled with superiors and my cell rings. The caller ID says "Michael". They know not to call unless it's an emergency. All eyes are on me. I answer the phone.....

Me: "Hello"

Him: "I love you, Mommy."

Me: "I don't have time for this, son. What did you do?"

Him: "I really love you, Mommy."

Me. "Out with it."

Him: "Um you see it's like this, there was this mob................"

Me. "OUT WITH IT, SON."

Him: "I've been in an accident."

Me: "Is everyone ok?"

Him: "Yes, we're all fine."

Me: "We? All? Who?"

Him: "Well she, she and her and him, him and he and me."

Me: "You weren't playing volleyball like you told me you were, were you?"

Him: "We went to "her" house so that I could meet "her" mom, Mom. It was no big deal."

Me: "It turned out to be a big deal, eh?"

Him: "Well......yeah.......kinda.

Me: "Give me the address of where you are."

Him: "I'm off of West Parkway"

Me: "That doesn't help me one bit. WHERE ARE YOU?"

Him: "#### such and such street"

Me: "I'll be right there."

Him: "Are you pissed?"

Me: "I'll be right there."

I picked up my purse, looked at the stupidvisor and said, I've got to go. Michael's been in an accident. They're fine, but I'm leaving. Stupidvisor gave me his blessing and I was outta there.

I arrive at the (non) girlfriend's house.......

OMG.

I don't know how he got off so lightly in this deal. His right front quarter panel SMASHED her rear driver's side door to the point it was nearly sitting in the back seat. His front right quarter panel is nothing more than a ding. Thing is.....there were teenagers in each of the seats in both cars.

He was following the (non) girlfriend home. He didn't see her left turn signal because the "sun wsa in his eyes" and SMASH!!!!!!!!

By all miracles, no one was hurt.

He was so cocky when I got there, I told him that since he wants to make all his own decisions & be a jerk, he can figure out the next step and start "deciding". He had an unbelievable attitude towards me & hte situation!

He begged me not to leave without telling him what to do. I shot him the "MOM" look and suggested he start with calling the insurance company. I was a good girl. I was. I had to leave the scene to save myself from M*urder charges.

Needless to say, her car is fixed. His is not, but that's a constant reminder to him to quit lying.

The first thing he said to me was, "Mom, you really don't talk to hear your own voice".

YA THINK?