In the car:
Me: you know they'll probably want you to cut your hair right?
Kid: Prffft, it's my hair I can do what I want.
Me: well I'm not sure that's how it works kid
Kid: I'm not doing it.
Me: well, your call kid, your hair your activities...but you konw hair grows back
Kid: No
Me: Mrgggg (à la Marge Simpson)
We get to the cadets:
Sargent: Welcome Cadet, you need to cut that mop off.
Kid: OK.
I find my lack of authority disturbing....
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