My Oopsies
This past month i got a speeding ticket on my way home from seeing my old high school gal pal. The price of my ticket isnt cheap however this wont be a problem for me to afford...until i add everything up. I currently still live at home with my parents until august. The ticket just came in yesterday and my parents hid this from me because they "didn't have the heart to tell" me. Getting speeding tickets arent that big of a deal, you pay the fine and go to traffic school. Easy and expensive. My parents were giving me what i call, "The Funeral" Face. If you have ever been to a funeral, you'd know exactly what i'm referring to. My father patted me on the back and my mother kept calling it an "Oopies". I should tell you that i am 21, i have a degree, two jobs, and i am moving out...i got a speeding ticket and my parents try to protect me from a fine that I have to pay...not them. They put a hand on my shoulder and keep repeating, "This is for your Oopsies." and "Don't do the crime, if you cant pay the fine."
I would have much rathered them just give me the ticket, rather than opening my mail themselves and having this nonsense happen. I am trying to be an adult and my parents still treat me like im five and i threw sand in someones eyes. Yes, we learn from our mistakes, but seriously parents...have some respect for your daughter's privacy, pretend that she is an adult, and leave it alone so that she can deal with it. Repeatition of words that were made up by Barney is never the appropriate way to handle a speeding ticket that you dont have to worry about paying. You have two other children that will make plenty of "oopsies" in their life, so go and focus on them. They are the ones that need your hand on their shoulders. Not me.
