Were You Staying At A Boy’s House?
April 22, 2009 | Filed under Family & Friends, Relationships/Men
I’ve been spending a lot of nights away from home in recent weeks, sleeping at Mr. Monogamy’s abode while saying that I’ve been staying over at girlfriends’ homes. Despite my falsities however, I can tell that my parents are becoming increasingly suspicious, with it all culminating in this conversation last night when I saw my parents for the first time in 24 hours:
Mother: Where were you staying last night?
Amanda: Oh, just at a friends.
M: Were you staying at a boy’s house?
A: No, I was at Mish‘s.
M: Why did I hear a boy’s voice in the background when I called you last night?
A: Oh, we were watching Top Gear.
To be fair, she probably did hear either Jeremy Clarkson, James May, or the sexy Richard Hammond (OMG, phwoar), because Mr. Monogamy and I were watching old episodes of Top Gear – a show I agree to watching more for Richard Hammond than for the “YAY CARS” mentality that runs through the program. He knows enough about my strict Asian parents to not to say anything when I’m on the phone, lest they hear him and draw certain conclusions, so any background noises my mother hears in conversations with me when I’m at his house will only be music or the television.
In any case, Mish and Alex, when you see my parents next, if they ask you, don’t forget to say that I’ve been staying at your house a lot recently. Sorry girls, I’ve been using you as my alibi!
8 Responses to Were You Staying At A Boy’s House?
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I suspect your parents know more than they’re letting on and are waiting for you to fess up. Or are only my parents like that? At any rate, finger’s crossed they never decide to visit you at Mish or Alex’s!
Carmen on April 22, 2009 #
Mothers can SMELL lies. Be very, very careful.
Felisa on April 22, 2009 #
She smells your trepidation. She feeds on it ;)
Beware of the wooden spoon. Just saying.
Stephanie on April 23, 2009 #
tsk tsk, using your friends as an alibi ;)
Seriously though, it must be hard to not be able to be honest about things like this with your parents. I luckily never had that problem but I can imagine it must be frustrating to say the least.
Chans on April 23, 2009 #
I never admitted to my mom I’m having sex. But, oh, she knows. When I tell her that i’m staying at a friends house (not specific) she knows which friend =P
Just make sure your parents never meet my mom =P
Mish on April 23, 2009 #
Must add Hammond hunting to the itinerary…
The only problem with fake alibis is when your bump into the parents at the supermarket and they’re like ‘Where’s my daughter?’ and you’re like ‘ummm what?’
But that’s cool, because we shop in different places ^_^
I can always pretend to return your socks if they get a bit too suspicious?
Alexandra on April 23, 2009 #
What happens when your parents discover they can google your name? :P
Reply: I’m actually ungooglable under “Amanda <last name>”. Amanda by itself is another matter… =P
Mike Haddad on May 6, 2009 #
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