If I ever had the audacity to ask what was for dinner my mom would yell at me “I don’t know, what are you making?!?!”
Wish I had had the wit to reply “well I’m like 8 so I guess pop tarts or cold cereal since that’s about the extent of my culinary skill.”
Also when I first got my learners permit my dad was weirdly pissed I don’t know how to get to certain places around town, assuming that I had paid attention when I rode to places with him as kid and didn’t, yah know, look out the window at birds and squirrels.
If I ever had the audacity to ask what was for dinner my mom would yell at me “I don’t know, what are you making?!?!”
Wish I had had the wit to reply “well I’m like 8 so I guess pop tarts or cold cereal since that’s about the extent of my culinary skill.”
Also when I first got my learners permit my dad was weirdly pissed I don’t know how to get to certain places around town, assuming that I had paid attention when I rode to places with him as kid and didn’t, yah know, look out the window at birds and squirrels.