Tuesday, February 10, 2009

A Sad Day in Sandwich-dom, Apparently

I think my kids are more spoiled than they believe they really are. Why do I think this, you might be asking yourself. Well, I'll tell you. Because I'm generous like that.

I received a text message from Jock about 30 minutes before I left work for the evening. It was very short and to the point, as most test messages from teenagers are. (At least those sent to parents. Text messages to other teenagers, while still short, are very seldom to the point. If you doubt me on that score, just go up to some random teenager in the mall this weekend and grab their phone to check. Sure, you might then be escorted from the mall by security or even on your way to the local holding tank courtesy of your city's finest representatives in blue, but my point will have been proven. Just remember that I am not available to call for bail money. We don't answer our phone these days unless we absolutely recognize the phone number. Wait... what was I talking about again?)

We need cheese.

(Please note that I'm being generous here. There was no use of capitalization. No punctuation. And cheese was abbreviated with no vowels and using a z.)

Now, as he's said this very same thing to me a couple of times this week, I simply responded with a snappy comeback of So you've said.

J: i can't make sandwiches

Here is where I informed him that putting some of the shredded cheese that we DO have on that sandwich would work just as well.

So why do I think they're spoiled? Well, rather than call me he was able to just text it. (Yes, so he's spoiled and lazy. He is a 15 year old boy. I rather think some laziness goes with the territory.) He has no concept of needing to wait until the next time I go grocery shopping to get that cheese he so desperately wants. And he's able to have lunch meat rather than just make do with peanut butter for that serving of protein.

However, he might also be hungry as well as spoiled. I never heard back from him and spaced the conversation on my way home tonight, so I don't have any idea if that sandwich was ever made.


Cecily R said...

Oh, the THINGS I have to look forward to!!!

I Am Boymom said...

Oh that is so funny! Mine are just starting to make their own sandwiches. ANd they don't have cell phones to call me with, so they have to deal with what's in the house! But I foresee a time in the near future when the words "find something else" will set their teeth on edge as they stomp out of the kitchen with a bowl of Cheerios because there was no cheese.

T said...

My least favorite words in my house are "what is there to eat"... because I look around and see the 6 different types of fruit and a plethora of other healthy snacks... they see a serious lack of Ding-dongs and potato chips.

It's all about perspective right?

raino said...

kids in general now don't realize how good they have it. neither do us adults really!

i keep two choices for sandwiches pb or chicken.