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,