10.22.2008 < | home | >


Last night, my mom called me on my cell. I was playing computer games, so like a good son I silenced the ringer and resumed my gaming.
An hour later, my father called. But I was in the middle of watching House on Fox. Luckily, I have a DVR cable box which allows me to pause the show for such interruptions. So like a good son I silenced the ringer and resumed watching House.

After the show was done, I called my mom back. Expecting to hear the routine "Why don't you ever call" and "are you eating well? Don't eat out too much" nonsense, I receive news that out of nowhere my mom just got a brand new car.
This, after years of my parents telling me how much they're in financial trouble. A 2008 Acura TL Type-S does not really fly with their claims. So I figure my dad's on a spending spree, that the old man has finally seen the light and has decided to spend some money and live life for once.
I jump on the bandwagon and I'm determined that a $500 laptop is a mere pittance for their beloved youngest child.

I lay my two cards on the table:
1. I'm going to resume my education, something they've been hounding me to do since before I graduated Binghamton. This plays okay, even when my mom tells me they'll buy me a laptop once I actually start class, in which I countered with "but there's a sweet deal on this one laptop that's not gonna last forever."
2. They've been cheaping out on me, all of which I had already suspected, confirmed only now with the purchase of the $38,000 vehicle. I want my dues (this card is very weak, but paired with the first card it plays decent).

My mom responds surprisingly well, and tells me she'll ask my dad once he returns from work.
Now, I'm obviously not at home when my dad arrives to hear from my mom what I requested, but I could very well picture it.

Dad: Woman, have you lost your mind? Am I a man made of $500 bills?
Mom: But Justin said there was a special discount on one model...
Dad: Special discounts are offered every day of the week! Like there won't be any laptops on sale when the kid actually resumes classes?
Mom: Ohhh...
Dad: Now let's go for a joyride. I might do something crazy and run a yellow light or something. Who knows?

Needless to say, my plan utterly failed.