Right... my dad gave me a scolding this morning; a continuation of the same scolding from last night. I lost my senses early morning (yesterday), and unfortunately, forgot to put the locks of our shop in a safe place - where no one can get it. I'd say the two were safe (they're locked up in one of the door shop's handle) but one of them, admittedly, I forgot to lock up. When I was closing the shop, I realized one was missing. Yep, that one forgotten lock...
So, what seemed like eternity (right now) of scoldings, seems like my dad want to close the shop AGAIN (after what, 6-7 months of being closed?). I know it's not a small deal, but geez... and once more, he's rubbing it more; not to mention blaming me for the games I'm playing.
Gee, right, rub it more. Rub it so hard till it get dented so much no one will recognize. I'd love that, really! <_<
P.S. Did I mentioned that I'm accounted for so much guilt? No? Right, now you know...
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