Today, I have learned a Great Secret: I have spent a school day with a Grown-Up.
This morning, I woke up sick again (I was sick yesterday and last month too but today I was sick also—true fact). I was (am) feeling a bit unresponsive and rather delirious.
My parents decided I should stay out of school for the day.
So I went with my mom to work. She gave me two Dayquil pills, which I took with a Thomas Hammer Fireball.
After that, we went to my Mom’s shop. Apparently the propane stove has been leaking since Friday, and the building probably would have s’ploded if we had taken the week off (since the people next to us smoke like chimneys) (at least this is what my diseased brain understood the situation to be). So we couldn’t work. As such, my mom and I drove around for a while to give the shop time to air out. Our first stop was Michael’s craft store. At this point I am attempting to convey some sort of security in my diseasedness, however false (I assume that part to be the coffee and Dayquil).
Feeling so fancy free, I decided to walk by myself around Michael’s and promptly got lost.
Meanwhile these employee people are staring at me, as if they’ve never seen a sick teenage girl in an Adventure Time hat gimping through a craft store on a school day.
Eventually I found my mother and we went back to the shop, and I lazed around for the rest of the day. But at the end of it all, as I reconcile with my cat and think about the day, I reflect upon what I have learned. I have spent A Day With A Grown-Up; I have seen the Things Grown-Ups Do while I’m at school. And I made it out alive.
--Sabrina
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