I just dropped Fritz off to work on an Eagle project for Scouts.
So that he could let me know when to get him, I loaned him my cell phone.
You know what comes next, right?
First, we decide to get a “kids’ phone”. Then one phone doesn’t cut it, so he ends up with his own phone.
Then we buy a “kids’ car”. Then his own car.
Then he’s stealing our money to buy coke and we’re bailing his spoiled rotten little rear end out of jail and he refuses to hold a job and can’t pay the child support he owes on his three kids all by different women.
And all because I loaned him my cell phone.