So, my son texted me today wanting some money.
Me: "No".
Son: "F&^% you, and I really mean that".
Me: "Your move out date is June 1."
Son: "See you next Tuesday."
Me: "You have two weeks to get it together and we are being generous."
Son: "I hope you read that sentence and saw between the lines"
Me: "I have no idea what you mean"
Son: "Here let me spell it out for you c u next Tuesday."
Me: "I guess that means that I'll see you next Tuesday. There's no in between the lines on that. I take it to mean that you won't be at the house until Tuesday. Am I missing something?"
Son: "Yah sure, peace out woman"
So I'm innocently showing this to my BFF from work, and she gasped and said, you realize what he was saying don't you? And I'm like, yah, he's leaving for the weekend.... And then I read it again and saw the acronym. I'm sorry, but I burst out laughing. I seriously thought he meant he was leaving for four days, not calling me names like a 15 year old. I'm still smiling. That's horrible, but seriously funny to me. I totally played that straighter than I would have had I actually "read between the lines". Little detachment steps. He never did come straight out and call me a name. Very ambiguous. Dark humor for a Friday evening.
Me: "No".
Son: "F&^% you, and I really mean that".
Me: "Your move out date is June 1."
Son: "See you next Tuesday."
Me: "You have two weeks to get it together and we are being generous."
Son: "I hope you read that sentence and saw between the lines"
Me: "I have no idea what you mean"
Son: "Here let me spell it out for you c u next Tuesday."
Me: "I guess that means that I'll see you next Tuesday. There's no in between the lines on that. I take it to mean that you won't be at the house until Tuesday. Am I missing something?"
Son: "Yah sure, peace out woman"
So I'm innocently showing this to my BFF from work, and she gasped and said, you realize what he was saying don't you? And I'm like, yah, he's leaving for the weekend.... And then I read it again and saw the acronym. I'm sorry, but I burst out laughing. I seriously thought he meant he was leaving for four days, not calling me names like a 15 year old. I'm still smiling. That's horrible, but seriously funny to me. I totally played that straighter than I would have had I actually "read between the lines". Little detachment steps. He never did come straight out and call me a name. Very ambiguous. Dark humor for a Friday evening.