Thursday, March 16, 2006

kids are rotten.. and i was too

for those of you who don't know- the road to/from my work is a 2 lane, windy, mountain like road. there aren't places to pull over, unless you'd like to plummet down the mountainside. so i was driving home last night and these 2 guys start flagging me down. they're just standing on the road, with no car around and i'm wondering where the fuck they came from? so i stopped and asked them what was up. they said that a car went over the side of the road- but i couldn't see anything. (of course, i'm thinking this is all a lie and as soon as i step out of my jeep they're going to club me over the head with a bat- kill me and steal my car.) so i drive further towards the edge of the road and there it is- a car down the side, crashed into a tree and completely flipped upside down, tire still spinning, car still smoking. then i notice that one kid was bleeding from the leg and the other was bleeding from his arm and hand. i accept the fact that they aren't going to hack me into little pieces when one of them asks if i can give him a ride to his house at the bottom of the hill. it then enters my mind that maybe he is going to hack me into pieces when he hops in the back of my car. (i'm easier to attack from behind while i'm driving you know.) i realize that they are both in such complete shock that trying to have a conversation with either one of them is like trying to talk to a newborn about well.. anything.

the kid i'm driving home tells me that he can't tell his mom he was with this other kid. his parents don't like him (hmmm, i wonder why.. he almost killed you) and he'll be in trouble. i'm trying to talk to him, drive, and stare at him in my rear view to make sure he doesn't try to hack me. i know, i know- i'm mental. he's talking about how he can't tell his parents, and how the other kid doesn't want to call his mom and i'm just thinking- kids are such shits.

it amazes me the things we try to keep from our parents. the things we don't want to tell them because they'll be upset, they'll be worried, or mad. i told him that he had to tell his parents about this. especially because he was so shaken up and he couldn't hide that from them. and while they might be mad that he was with the other shithead friend, they'd be happy he wasn't dead. they just want him to be safe.

and then i fast forwarded about 8 years to blake being a teenager and wondered what stupid things he would do and try to keep from me? and dammit, i don't like that one bit! but then i think about all the stupid things i did and didn't tell my parents. i like to think it was for the sake of their sanity. i was just looking out for their mental health. i had their best interests in mind. yeah, that's it.

18 comments:

Jenn said...

I think about that shit all the time....I have a new found respect for my mother!! Cause I was a horrible teenager. HORRIBLE!! I think my husband will have a heart attack if Allie turns out like me.

texas math said...

Parenting is so much easier when you don't have to know every single detail of your children's lives...just the major stuff.

(Mental note: Jenn is easy to attack from behind when she's driving.)

Beth said...

Ok, I laughed my head off at the hacking you to pieces part. I ALWAYS think stuff like that when I see someone needs a ride. Needless to say, I don't. In your case, I would have, but been scared sh*tless the whole time.
And yeah, what kinds of things will our kids keep from us. It can only get more interesting from here.

MelissaM said...

Why didn't you make him sit in the front seat? That's just too freaky. You have a scary road to work Jenn, worse than my 405.

With Madison being 14 now and wanting to go out more with friends, fuck yeah, I worry and wonder. I also had my parents' mental health in mind when I kept things from them.

jennster said...

i realize he hopped in the back cause that's the door that was closest to him. he was SO out of it. but still. i'd take this commute over the stupid 405 anyday!
ps- why the fuck are you taking the 405 to work?!?! oh wait, we don't work for disney anymore. lol

The Complimenting Commenter said...

That is a great post. I would be so scared and paranoid at first also. It's nice that you didn't just drive off without checking. Who knows what might have happened to them. And you gave some solid advice also. Way to go!

Melissa said...

Ok, I would have worried about that too. I am wondering why they didn't think about what the parents might say abput a missing car. I mean thats just me. I was run into one night at a red light. I was out after curfew and with idiots that my mom hated. But when I called her, she was so happy that I wasn't hurt, she never bothered to ask why I was over an hour late. I'm glad they didn't hack you up. :>

The Dummy said...

It's funny how our perspectives change when we put ourselves in their shoes when we were their age. Speaking for myself, I ALWAYS got in trouble for the littlest shit, so the last thing I needed was to effectively serve myself a helping of crap by volunteering something I did wrong when they never had to know in the first place. I guess if somehow I knew I could volunteer something without getting in trouble, things would've been different. Maybe an "Avoid Going To Parental Jail" card? Like once every month, because I'm certain I came up with something that often.

Piece of Work said...

Wow, that is a scary story. I'm glad those kids were okay!
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Meghan said...

Holy Crap. How did you keep your cool driving these traumatized kids? AND giving them advice about how to talk to their parents? You are SO going to rock as a mother of a teenager. I'm just saying....

Virginia Belle said...

wow. crazy story. glad you are ok. hope those kids got over their shell shock. i think we all live in fear of our parents when we are that age. but between the wrecked car and the minor injuries, i think the cat is out of the bag anyway. they might as well fess up!

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Elizabeth said...

Those kids are darn lucky that you came along instead of some pervert or axe murderer (um, unless you are, in which case never mind ;)

Now that I'm a parent, I feel so guilty about some of the shit I did as a teenager. If I ever find out that one of my kids snuck out of the house in the middle of the night to meet their girl-or-boyfriend, I will KILL THEM.

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Lisa said...

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This is a really wild story. I cringe at the thought of my little guy turning into a stupid teenage boy. I hope he's not like his father. (Getting his stomach pumped because he drank too much at a frat party, doing a bit of acid, lots of one nighters.... Oy!)

sweatpantsmom said...

That was nice of you to help that kid out, and to listen to him and try and give him some advice. If my kid were in trouble I'd want someone like you helping them out. (I'm sure years from now, he will mention you in his blog.)

Seriously, I am so paranoid, I probably would not have picked them up. Maybe stayed there (with doors locked) and called 911, I have 'hack' phobia too.

CAT said...

I'm glad they didnt hack you up............
I think about things like that all the time-especially with Ryan starting HS this coming Fall.....