I’m pretty trusting that people will do what they say. I don’t micro-manage–on any level (personally or professionally). I rarely ask questions about how/why people are doing things. However, something happened recently that reminded me that I should probably ask more questions.
Remember that interesting moment I told you about during my recent vacation? Well, it turns out there were some interesting moments going on back at my house while I was away, too.
During our vacation, I asked my friend Crystal to check in on the house, water the plants and feed Ninja Cocaine Kitty. I also told her to feel free to hang out here if she needed a quiet place to work.
She seemed responsible enough … until I get a text on vacation asking, “Do you have any superglue at your house?” I was afraid to ask, so instead we just quietly speculated among ourselves (with the help of margaritas) about where she was supergluing Ninja Cocaine Kitty. (Why did we care? We were on vacation. *See above.)
A few days later I received a cryptic text asking if she could borrow my car. I obliged, no questions, but was really starting to wonder what was happening at my house while I was gone.
And then I received this story (shared here with her permission).
My White Trash Moment
I had a white trash moment at your house. Z [the husband] was taking M’s car seat out of your car…
and he decides to take the seat out with M in it. He sets it on the ground and it falls over backwards.
M was not amused
Z is all “you’re ok buddy!” and M was yelling “NO! I NOT!”
So Z just leaves him like that while he finishes making room in the car…as people walk and drive by.
It was so white trash.
M is kicking his legs and yelling “NO DADDY, NO!” and Z is just like “Hang in there buddy!”
It was the longest five minutes of my life. It would only have been worse if Z had been wearing a wife beater.
The worst part of it was I was paralyzed in horror and embarrassment. And, of course, your perfect homeschooling neighbors were outside.
To which I replied:
This wasn’t why you needed the superglue, was it?