I’ve had high hopes for my son, the Obnoxious One, recently; he genuinely seems to be growing up and becoming a real person…that is until the other night. We were chatting after he got home from spending the evening at his girlfriend’s home. He complained that she was acting unreasonable and childish. When asked to explain, our conversation went something like this.
“Look Mom, I am not going to start university in September with a girlfriend. I do not want to be one of those guys married to his high school sweetheart who wakes up at 40 and gets divorced because he wants something new and different.” Okay so far so good. “So I changed my status on Facebook from in a relationship to widowed.”
“You did what?!”
“Mom, it was a joke. It took me about half an hour to scroll through the various options to find widowed. My girlfriend watched me do this. But then she gave me the silent treatment for 2 hours, so I had to talk to her parents the whole time.” At this stage in our discussion the Obnoxious One was speaking EXTREMELY loudly to demonstrate his superiority…Ha!
Where to start?! “Darling, you are an idiot! You are so obnoxious! Never, ever,EVER joke about your relationship status with a girl” I said this quite loudly in order to show just how ridiculous his point of view was.
“But it was funny! It was a joke!” The Obnoxious One was practically screaming by now.
“Son, you have a LOT to learn about women.”