Saturday, October 3, 2009
I've Been Punked!
Last evening the doorbell rang around 7 o'clock. Who could this be? I wasn't expecting anyone. Good thing I hadn't already changed into my evening lounge wear - the lovely Tinkerbell pajamas, sexy huh? Anyway, I went to the door and there stood a couple of friends with their 13 year old son. And, they had brought a pizza!
As we caught up on the recent happenings in our lives, I noticed Jeremy kept going into the bathroom. Okay...maybe it's just a result of all the soda he was drinking. His mother eventually commented and Jeremy assured her he was fine.
As they began to leave, Jeremy went to the bathroom one last time. Now I'm wondering, just what is so fascinating in there? There are no nudie magazines or video games, what is his deal? After my friends left I went into bathroom to check things out. Is he stealing toilet paper? No, everything appeared normal.
It wasn't until this morning that things became clear. As I stepped out of the shower, I noticed a huge message written across the fog covered mirror, "I am watching YOU!!!". I froze, my heart was pumping fast, I had visions of Anthony Perkins, in drag, entering the bathroom with a big knife. Seconds seemed like minutes.
That little psycho! Each time he had gone to the bathroom he had fogged a portion of the mirror with his own breath to continue his message. I wanted to call his parents, but now that I've cooled off, revenge is mine. Somehow, someday, when he least expects it, I'm going to..... (thinking, thinking)
Any ideas how to punk a 13 year old?