Talking Smack

[soapwench]

 So, there I am, at my son's school last night, sitting there calmly knitting (because I don't wait well and the alternative is to go jump on the teacher's head and tell him that he's kept me waiting ten minutes past my scheduled time), looking pretty matronly because no one there knows that I'm wearing red panties and this totally hot, lacy, black bra.  This teenager walks up wearing an Eagles sweat shirt.  So...of course, I make some snarky comment about how the Cowboys kick ass and the Eagles suck.  And we have this great conversation.  We poke at each other verbally.  It's funny and sarcastic, but not mean.  We're both laughing.  We share.  I tell him about meeting Tony Dorsett and he listens.  He tells me about meeting some football guy and I listen.  It's clearly important to him and I recognize that.  It was great.  

And suddenly, all the rude teenagers with their pants stuck below their ass cheeks just fade away and I have hope for the next generation. 

Comments

[montuos]

Heh — there's an icon out there for situations like that: http://userpic.livejournal.com/68279223/10130085 .

Too cool about the conversation! And yeah, teenagers really aren't so bad once you can pry their protective Attitudes away.

I love it!

[stefsoap.livejournal.com]

...though sometimes I do want to stab people in the eyeball with my knitting needles!

Re: I love it!

[montuos]

I'm pretty sure there's also a "STABBITY!" sort of knitting icon somewhere too! ;D

[magicksaff.livejournal.com]

Ahh... sounds like you've met Mr. Exception-to-da-rule. LOL...

Glad you had good convo... that counts no matter what the age.