THE 21ST QUESTION:
So, growing up, were you a good girl or a bit wild?
When I was a high school senior, I used to work at Long John Silver’s. I had to wear a visor. If I wanted to stay out, I would tell my parents that I had to close. My curfew was midnight, but we closed at 1:30 in the morning. Then I’d get off at 10:30 and I’d go out with my boyfriend until 1:30. One night, I got home at 2:30, and I wasn’t wearing my work uniform. I walked in the door wearing boxers and a T-shirt. It was summer. My dad came downstairs and said, “Where have you been?” I used to sleep in boxers and a T-shirt, so this wasn’t so unusual. I said, “Oh, I just had to go out to my car and get my work uniform because I spilled malt vinegar on it and I have to work in the morning. I need to throw it in the washer.”
My dad said, “So if I go outside and touch the hood of your car it’s not going to be warm, huh?” I was like, “Ummm…yeah it is…. Okay. Here’s what happened. After work, my friend Ellen was really upset so I drove over to her house and, Dad, you don’t understand because she was really upset because her boyfriend was so mean to her.” I did this whole waterworks display, about “You can’t keep me from my best friend and I didn’t want to call because it was already one o’clock.” Then for some reason I offered the information, “And the reason I’m wearing these boxers and a T-shirt is because Ellen let me borrow them. They’re hers.”
He was like, “Whatever. You’re grounded.”
I got it. It made sense. I accepted it. Of course, they took the car keys. Where am I gonna go? That’s what happens when you get caught. What I learned was be better about it next time so you don’t.
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