I’m not sure what to post this Wednesday, so I’ll just tell you a story from when I was younger. Sorry, I got no illustrations this time.
I was 13 years old and my mom wasn’t sure if I can be trusted to stay home alone. To be fair, I had a habit of getting into trouble a lot. I wanted to prove I was responsible any way I could. One evening, I was bored and grabbed a tall and narrow tupperware box in the kitchen. I wanted to see how much I could squeeze it; I don’t know why. I ended up cracking it. When I turned it around, the crack was barely visible, but I knew that mom would figure it out eventually.
The first chance I got, I went to the same store we bought the box in the first place. I didn’t have much money, but it was still enough for a replacement. Unfortunately, right before I was about to replace the box, my mom found out what happened to the original one. When I explained that happened and showed her the replacement, she just laughed and said she wasn’t mad at me. It wasn’t long before I was allowed to stay home alone. I guess I was being worried for nothing.
I learned an important lesson that day. Before you do something stupid, make sure you have enough money to fix your mess.