so you guys all know my mum left for taiwan on wed.
the night before she flew, she did this.

three notices, one for each of us in the house, stuck up in the hallway in the living room where it’s pretty damn hard to miss.
so each of us have duties assigned, with the responsibility of the housework falling mostly on my dad’s shoulders.
she wrote on his list, "tidy the house when you’re free".
note, though she mentioned "when you’re free", as though giving him an option, she sure as hell won’t be sparing him a tongue-lashing if she comes home and finds the house dirty.
so it’s not much of a choice afterall.
the funny thing is, if you take a closer look, you’ll notice a point that’s repeated on all our 3 lists.

on dad’s list.
on sister’s list.

on my list.
on all 3 lists, she constantly, incessantly reminds me to not come home late, and also commands the sister and father to keep an eye on me.
walao.
the worse part is, my dad seems to be taking her advice really seriously, because for the past few days, he has been calling me during work just to "check up" on me.
while i just returned from a meeting with a client and was waiting at the lift lobby, he rang, and upon hearing the noise in the background, took on a suspicious tone and started questioning me on my whereabouts.
now what’s so ironic about this situation is that he rang me at 5.30pm, and asked me if i was on my way home.
yes, my dad does not know that my official knock-off time is at 6. (but i usually OT all the way till 7)
he is under the assumption that i knock off at 4, and hence i should be on my way home at 5.30 pm on a wednesday evening.

see lah, want to play the good father role for once when the mother is away, but is still cock-blur.
and yes, he is really that blur.
only a couple of months back, while filling up some forms, he beckoned me over and asked,
"how old are you ah?"
i shot him an incredulous look.
"i know lah, 17 right?"
yes dad, your daughter is still 17 and an innocent, starry-eyed little girl.
riiiiggghhht.

walao fierce leh! The party animal of the family.
Comment by Teh Si — May 31, 2008 @ 12:40 pm
You can’t blame your dad. You look 17, remember. :p
Comment by Ed — May 31, 2008 @ 12:47 pm
hahaha, xiao mei…. so are you still following the cinderella curfew?
Comment by Posh — May 31, 2008 @ 1:21 pm
Ur dad wins liao.. he cant remember how old his own daughter is?? And ur mom is super protective.. hahaha.. no late nights for u, i guess..
Comment by Jaschocolate — May 31, 2008 @ 7:07 pm
teh si: i’m not the party animal. i’m just the member of the family who happens to have a life.
ed: *smacks you*
posh: yeps yeps! but well, now that mum is away, i get to go on sleepovers! heh.
jas: mm hmm. how long did it take for you before your mum allowed you to stay out late? my dad is cute like that.
Comment by eileen` — June 1, 2008 @ 12:58 pm
Tt gets pretty shitty when my parents wants me to follow their daily routine of life too.
Comment by Teh Si — June 1, 2008 @ 2:10 pm
Why are dads like that? Mine asks me weird questions too.
Comment by Thiang — June 2, 2008 @ 1:21 am
errr.. i can stay out late since poly days but I was 18 then.. And most of the times, i was quite tired from working part-time till 11pm so I just went home straight.. I dont really go out too late.. Guess all moms are protective.. Mine is worried when i am not home at 3am.. sooooooo.. sighz..
Comment by Yixuan Jaschocolate — June 2, 2008 @ 9:56 am
teh si: poor tehsi. you should think they’ll let you have more freedom after your near-death accident in china.
thiang: i think it’s in-borne. *nods*
jas: well, at least it’s 3 hours past midnight! mine starts bombarding my phone with calls once it’s 11 plus.
Comment by Administrator — June 3, 2008 @ 2:19 am
oh well, i am 6 yrs older than u.. 30mins more for each yr, i guess.. *wink*
Comment by Yixuan Jaschocolate — June 6, 2008 @ 9:59 am