Saturday Afternoon, Conversation

I just had this extremely repetitive conversation with the neighbor child. He and his little sister frequently come by to ask if Sam can play in the hallway with them. I usually am fine with it, but occasionally say no for such unreasonable things as dinner. Once they came by at 10:00 at night and could not understand why I refused to wake Sam up to ride scooters with them.

–Can we play with Sam?

–He’s not here.

–Where is he?

–He went out.

–He went out?

–Yes.

–Where?

–Out.

–Can we play with Sam?

–He’s not here.

–Where is he?

–He went out.

–By himself?

–No!

–Can we play with Sam?

–HE IS NOT HERE.

–Well. When he gets back, can you tell him can he play with us?

I am quite certain that he did not at any point believe me for one instant that Sam is not home. I admit that I could have been more patient, but the entire conversation took place while they tried to push past me into the apartment and I was just not up for it.

2 thoughts on “Saturday Afternoon, Conversation

  1. Nana

    November 25, 2012 at 7:36pm

    Where the hell were their parents at 10 PM??

  2. Cazzle

    November 26, 2012 at 4:28am

    That was my thought too!

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