Teenagers!

so this lovely young man gave me much advice about clambering out of the swimming hole in McKinney Park after he’d failed to bear me out of the water on his golden, sloping shoulders. And I told him my son might have been able to and he said, ‘where’s your son?’ And I said he’s at home, and he said, ‘so he’s with a babysitter, is he?’ And I said ‘no he’s a teenager.’ And my gentle gallant said, ‘Uggh, teenagers are the worst nightmare in the world.’ And we commiserated and shared stories.

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