Oh Where, Oh Where Can He Be??
The Frug and I had dinner out last night with 9 and 12’s replacement, Sarcasmo, the Sullen and Obnoxious. I hate that guy.
He’s not even a teenager yet! How many years of eye rolls and snotty comebacks can we expect??
EVERYTHING was cause for a snippy retort. Luckily for me (sort of), the brunt of this falls to the Frug. Sarcasmo had comments for everything he did…
The Frug (ordering): “I’d like the antipasto platter. Does that have an onions in it?”
Sarcasmo: “OMG DAD! Did you even read the menu? It doesn’t have onions! Why would it ?” *shakes head* and *rolls eyes*
The Frug: “Excuse me, can I have a Miller Lite bottle?”
Waiter: “We have it on draft, not in a bottle”
Sarcasmo: “I cannot believe Dad just tried to order a Miller Lite in a bottle. Unbelievable” *rolls eyes*
And there were general snorts of derision for all of us…including the restaurant selection.
Sarcasmo: “Oh great! Faccia Luna?? AGAIN?! WHY????!!!! Can’t we have any variety??”
Sarcasmo: “Perfect, 9 chose the restaurant. Great.” #sarcasmfont
Me: “Well, we’re going out to celebrate his straight As on his report card” *smirking*
Sarcasmo: *belligerent glare*
Waiter: “Would you like another Coke?”
Sarcasmo: “No, I’m okay”
The Frug and I: “It’s No, thank you, not just NO”
Sarcasmo: “What??? I didn’t want another one”
Us: “You say NO THANK YOU to be POLITE”
Sarcasmo: “That’s stupid. You guys are crazy.” *rolls eyes*
In “conversation” (in quotes b/c there was no actual conversation…just the Frug, 9, and I trying to speak to one another and avoid 12’s replacement’s evilness)…
Sarcasmo: “Well, that’s unfortunate”
Sarcasmo: “That’s just great. Great job. Really” *rolls eyes*
Sarcasmo: “WHAT?? WHAT?? OMG, what is your problem, MOM?”
Sarcasmo: “Can we just go now?”
The Frug and I kept looking at each other like, “Who the F*CK is this kid and can we just leave him here?” Well, that’s what I was thinking anyway 😉
So, parents of teens, how many years of this bullshit can we expect? It’s already getting very old.