Nobody Gets It

For the second time in a week, my mother didn't come home to take me to work.  I called a friend who came to my rescue, but it didn't get me completely out of the dog house.  I was late getting there, and my boss told me he would fire me if I was out again without any notice.  You'd think he'd be happy I got a ride and all.

It seems to me like nobody ever tries to see my side of things.  I just want to tell my mother how mean she can be.  She knows I want to make some money so I can buy some new clothes for school.  It gets old wearing my sister's old stuff, and I think I'm already taller than she is.  Maybe I can even make enough to get a cell phone. I'd have to keep working to pay the bill, but that's okay. 

My boss doesn't know a lot about me, but I did tell him I was counting on my mom to bring me to work.  He could give me a break if he wanted to.  He made a pass at me the other day.  Maybe he didn't like the way I said I wasn't interested. 

I had to walk home when I got off.  My mom still isn't here.  I don't know where she is tonight, but I know where her Jack Daniels is.  Tonight I'll let Jack keep me company.  I'll forget about my mother after I have a couple of drinks, and the bonus is my mother will be majorly pissed off when she finds the bottle empty.