A Friday Morning WTF…

So, I’m driving home from the gym this morning.

It is cold and raining. 50 degrees and dropping.

Near my house, kids – probably teenagers – wait for the bus to pick them up.

And here’s the WTF moment: I saw a girl standing in the cold and wet, wearing shorts.


(Yeah, she had an umbrella, but still – cold and rainy.)

And I actually said – out loud:

“Don’t you have parents?”

No, I didn’t say it to her. That would be creepy as fuck.

But come on, people. Where were any of her parental figures?

Did she have a legal guardian?

Was there anyone in the house who cared enough about this young woman to step up and say:

“Um, no. You’re not leaving the house in that.”

And don’t mistake me, it was not because she is a she. I have the exact same thought for boys.

But, come on, doesn’t she have parents that love her?

I know it was annoying as hell when I was a kid, but my mother telling me I’d get pneumonia if I went out dressed a certain way, probably kept me from getting pneumonia. It definitely kept me from going out in the cold and wet without proper protection.

I did not grow up in what one would call a stable household, but I had still parents that had enough sense not to let me go out in 40-50 degree pouring rain in fekkin’ shorts.

Come on, people!

Preparing your child to go safely out into the world is like the primary responsibility of a parent. If you do nothing else, that’s the one thing you have to pay attention to.

I’ll get off my old man soap box now, but seriously,



About tessarnold2

I'm a writer, and someone generally crazy enough to think other people will be interested in his deranged thoughts. Author of the 3rd Eye Detective Novels. You can also find me on Twitter @tessrants
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