Saturday, August 30, 2008

Mission: Find sister

My sister's best friend is home on leave from the NAVY right now, so my parents gave her permission to hang out with her despite what happened last month. On Thursday night she was allowed to go out from 5:30-8p.m. Friday night she was allowed to go out from 4p.m.-9p.m. We said that she was to call us at 9p.m. from the home phone, meaning she is at home (and I could see she was home via the caller ID on my cell).

My mom, dad, and I won tickets to see Frankie Valli and the 4 Seasons at Soboba Casino last night. This is my mom's FAVORITE GROUP OF ALL TIME (we've seen them 4 times already). Frankie Valli's voice is amazing, seriously. The 4 Seasons? OMG... what hot, buff guys, and great voices. So we enjoy the concert. It is 2 hours of Frankie Valli and the 4 Seasons nonstop.



The concert ends at 10p.m. We call my sister, then make our way into the casino to gamble. It was so crowded as the concert had just let out and Soboba is a small casino. My mom, dad, and I each played $10. I sit down at Pot of Gold- 1 of my most favorite slots, a 2 cent machine. I deposit my dollar and I kept getting a bonus play. I eventually ended up with about 10. Suddenly I had 6300 credits. I was thinking to myself does that mean $63.00? Being a little hesitant about losing however much money that was I decided to cash out the ticket and it was $63.29. I was shocked. I played some more on that machine and won $4-5. I spent most of my money there. I'm getting better at sitting down at 1 machine and just playing it. I eventually go to find my mom who is at the 1 cent slot machine and is losing all of her money. I play the slot next to her and win $4.00 off of $1.00. HA. Then we go to find my dad who in 1 hour only spent $2.00 playing 1 slot- some card game. My dad didn't win anything and neither did my mom.

We get in the car at 12:00a.m. and call my sister. She doesn't pick up the phone at home. She doesn't pick up her cell. I get a call about 10 minutes after we left the casino asking what I want. We asked where she was and her responses were vague like "nunya," "at a friend's house," and stuff like that. It wasn't going to fly with my mom, dad, or me. So we employed Operation Find Sister. We didn't know whose house she was at, but only know my sister has a couple friends. We went to the first girl's house and didn't see my sister's car. Second house and no sister. Finally, after the last incident my mom has requested the cell phone numbers of all my sister's friends. We started down the list with who she thought she was with. Her friend Jen. My mom calls Jen's cell phone. Jen picks up. Jen plays the same game my sister did and didn't tell where she was. My mom said that she was outside Jen's house in her car and if she had to go up to the door and wake her parents up she didn't think it would go over well. Jen laughed. My mom hung up and called again this time saying she was Jen's mom and slightly disguising her voice. Jen bought it. Jen said they were at the mall.

We roll down to the mall and find my sister's car and Jen's car there by the JCPenney. Imaginary Boytoy was there too and was standing outside my sister's car grinding up against it with her. Sister laying up on the hood. What a nasty site. I lost my appetite. The boy is not hot. He's a full 14'' taller than my sister and not at all cute. My mom told my sister to get in the car and that she was going home. My parents then finished breaking up the scene. Jen was told to get home and my mom called her parents to let them know what was going on, they were equally concerned and thanked my parents profusely for taking the initiative to go and find them. Sister's boytoy wasn't going to tell us his phone number and sister wasn't going to give it. Sister was in the back seat of the car crying, telling us how we "disrespected her privacy." Imaginary Boytoy said he was parked at the movie theater and wasn't going to cooperate. He ran off and that was the end of that. All the way home my sister and parents talked about the issue while I drove, pretending not to listen, but enjoying every minute of it.

Sister can't see her best friend, sister has lost driving privileges to the train station, and sister has lost her car keys. Boytoy supposedly meets my sister on Friday's at her college. Sis has 1 lab class Friday from 10-12p.m. Sister has been told she will not be hanging around at school all day. The first train she can take after her class leaves at 1p.m. I think I may be more than willing to pick her up from the train at 2p.m....

I was having serious doubts last night she'd make it to her 19th birthday in 2 weeks... My sister tends to be babied by my dad. My mom has not babied her, thank god. I never was babied. I am very capable of doing anything- cooking, cleaning, everyday tasks like making doctors appointments, helping in the family in any way that I can. My sister has the biggest attitude and will only do something if dad asks. When she does do something it is always half-assed. She has to be told DAILY to unload the dishwasher, and 90% of the time there is something left like silverware or the cups because she got too lazy or too tired. When someone calls- say Kaiser calls and needs to leave a message my sister has no clue what to do. She'll write down messages like "Barbara called" and will not get a number or she'll leave a number and say it was the vet when it was really Kaiser. Does she do this out of spite? Who knows. She distances herself from everyone. Her maturity is years behind mine. And with things that she has done to me over the years- I don't feel a bit sorry and think she does need my mom and dad to hold her in line. I honestly believe she is one of those.

Update: My sister's friend Jen is in big trouble for lying about her whereabouts- she told her parents they were going to the bowling alley, not in a parking lot at the mall. Sister's friend has also lost driving and phone privileges. Sister's friend has been grounded for a month. Jen's sister is my age and gave me the 4-1-1 on all of this.

5 comments:

Sam. I. Am. said...

I'm sorry. 19 in 2 weeks? I'm 19 in ten days and I have way more freedom. The way you portray your mom makes her sound like a nutcase. Although in saying that, my mom has followed me on occasion. But to drive around looking for her is a bit serious. I mean she has to rebel, and if shifting some boy in a car park is her rebellion, so be it. At least she wasn't popping pills in some warehouse, with a load of junkies. She's basically lost everything.

I don't know, maybe she was trying to establish herself. I just don't agree with it. Probably because I can look in from a freedom filled world. As long as I text telling if I'll be home, and a call letting them know I haven't been knifed on the street means, not that they have to know, but to know that I'm still alive.

Mike said...

HAHA... you're probably much more mature than my sister... read my last paragraph... I included some earlier posts about her lack of maturity/behavior.

I understand this may be her way of rebelling and everything also, but I am going to disagree because my sister was just asked where she was and she had to play her little game and not tell. I always tell where I am (Steve's, The Guy's, Disneyland, etc. etc.) and nobody questions...

Sam. I. Am. said...

Yeah, so she was out with mates and date and friends. That's what she does at weekends.....

I still think its really harsh...

Jackdaw said...

Wow, for European standards this is really shocking. No offense meant but, I think your sister's privacy is indeed disrespected by your parents. She's eighteen, what do you expect? You cannot expect to agree with everything she does...

Anonymous said...

i agree with how mike's parents handled it. his sister is ONLY 18. she's got to have some boundaries or she'll end up as a 19 or 20 year old pregnant girl with her whole future screwed up because she didn't know what was good for her. however harsh it may sound, the truth of the matter is that if more parents actually concerned themselves with how their kids have spent their time then maybe we wouldn't have so many fucked up men and women with kids who in turn end up fucked themselves.

excluding kids or fucked up futures aside because an 18 year old actually thinks they know what's good for them, she deserved this if she was going to be this STUPID, and pull something like this when mike's parents told her to be home at a given time. the way to earn their trust back and perhaps get out more is to do what they say, and hope they'll lighten up.

and i'm only 22, not an adult, so i feel like i have the right to say this without seeming like an old fogey.

(sorry mike, i don't mean to insult your sister, but she had it coming. hopefully, i didn't offend.)