Mostly True Memoirs
I’VE BEEN HAD
The Grown Son had an order ready at the pharmacy.
He begged me to go and pick it up.
He needs his diabetes supplies right away.
However, I hit traffic.
There was a 20-minute stop for road work.
I was tempted to turn around and go home.
But he can’t wait for his insulin.
Eventually I made it to the pharmacy.
I hit the same 20-minute stop at the same intersection on the way home.
And then I got caught in train traffic.
For two trains.
When I told this to the Grown Son, he burst out laughing.
Apparently he knew about the road work.
That’s why he asked me to go on the pharmacy run.
I’ve been had.