Thursday, April 2, 2015

Trashy Shorts: I Won't Quit Any of My Several Day Jobs

I was dropping my 3-year-old off at preschool yesterday, and because I'm generally a pretty joyful person, I was singing a song as I hung up his backpack and got him situated.

Suddenly, one of his classmates looked up from the table where he was molding play-doh.  "STOP, Miss Shay!"

I jumped back in mock horror. "What?!" I exclaimed.  "You don't like my singing?"

"No," he replied definitively.  "Only YOU like your singing."

"What a little asshole," I murmured out of the side of my mouth to the teacher, but I'm pretty sure she didn't take me seriously, as we were both laughing so hard that we were gasping for air.

I got told by a damn 3-year-old.

But really, I couldn't help but have mad respect for the kid.  He's going to go far in life with wit like that. If he plays his cards right, he might even end up as an unpaid, unpublished blog author who has to hide his identity because he cusses like a sailor and likes to talk about what a dirty slut he once was in college (and, okay, dammit, a few years after college, too).

Oh, shoot, you guys, am I projecting again?

1 comment:

  1. You totally need to hire that kid to write for you when he gets older