Brat: I’m ready.
Brat: Okay, lemme get my phone.
Brat: Oh oh… mama, I need a jacket.
Me: Are you fucking kidding me? It’s one THOUSAND degrees out there
...and it’s only 6AM.
Brat: It might get cold. THE BUS gets cold.
Me: …sigh. NOW? I still have to drop you off so I can go to work, you know.
Brat: Did you sign all my school stuff?
Me: YES. Jesus, girl, are you ready now?
Brat: Yes. I’m ready.
*sigh* I'm not.