OH, No She Didn't!!

Today I had a few appointments.  One of which was to drive my son to his school to pay a 5 dollar fine. After that quick stop we had to hurry over to Provo.   It should have been no big deal but I had left my bank card at home and all I had in my wallet was a 100 dollar bill.  (No, this is not a normal thing)  So I sent him in and started playing Words With Friends on my phone while I waited.  A short moment later my boy was walking back out to the car holding a blue paper and NO change.


He said to me, "You have to sign this permission form for the Lagoon trip tomorrow and then I have to take it to the secretary"  I had already signed one of those but whatever..... I handed him the signed form and as he walked off  I said, "Here you go, and don't forget the change".  


He stopped.  He turned back around to face me.  And then he said, "She said she was going to keep the change and apply them to next years fees."


I wish I had given my brain a second or two before I spoke.  But, somehow my alter ego, "Shaniqua"  took over and I yelled out "THE HELL SHE IS!"  (must repent later)


 My boy laughed and said, "I'll tell her you said "No Thanks."   (My boy understands that in JUNE lingo, "the hell she is"  means "No thanks")

It wasn't long before my son reemerged from the school.  This time he was smiling so I figured everything went well.  I figured WRONG!   I saw no money in either of his hands so I asked him, 

"Is the change in your pockets?"  

He kept smiling but instead of getting in the car he leaded down so we were face to face... "I told her "No Thank you" and then she said to ask my mom if she was sure".  

I calmly said "I'm very sure".  He smiled again...."Yeah, I told her you were pretty sure but then she said to tell my mom that if she wanted the change, to come get it."


Shaniqua was back and she was pissed.  


Shaniqua leaned across the car. Calmly but in all seriousness, Shaniqua softly whispered...
"Please inform the woman holding my $95.00 hostage, the last thing  she wants is for me to have to come in and speak to her,  face to face, and have a wee little chat. I don't have time for this. Tell her I don't want to, but I most defiantly will if I have to."


"I figured you'd say something like that" and then he laughed and ran back inside the school.  It was less than a minute later when I saw my boy and my $95.00 walking out of the double doors and into my car.  I asked him what the lady said but he told me she didn't say a word.  So I asked him how he got the money.


My boy had walked back to the office, up to the secretary and simply said, "You do NOT want my mom to come in here, trust me."  He must have had his inner Shaniqua come out too because she quickly handed over the money.  


Mission accomplished.  Long live Shaniqua.

Today I had a few appointments.  One of which was to drive my son to his school to pay a 5 dollar fine. After that quick stop we had to hurry over to Provo.   It should have been no big deal but I had left my bank card at home and all I had in my wallet was a 100 dollar bill.  (No, this is not a normal thing)  So I sent him in and started playing Words With Friends on my phone while I waited.  A short moment later my boy was walking back out to the car holding a blue paper and NO change.


He said to me, "You have to sign this permission form for the Lagoon trip tomorrow and then I have to take it to the secretary"  I had already signed one of those but whatever..... I handed him the signed form and as he walked off  I said, "Here you go, and don't forget the change".  


He stopped.  He turned back around to face me.  And then he said, "She said she was going to keep the change and apply them to next years fees."


I wish I had given my brain a second or two before I spoke.  But, somehow my alter ego, "Shaniqua"  took over and I yelled out "THE HELL SHE IS!"  (must repent later)


 My boy laughed and said, "I'll tell her you said "No Thanks."   (My boy understands that in JUNE lingo, "the hell she is"  means "No thanks")

It wasn't long before my son reemerged from the school.  This time he was smiling so I figured everything went well.  I figured WRONG!   I saw no money in either of his hands so I asked him, 

"Is the change in your pockets?"  

He kept smiling but instead of getting in the car he leaded down so we were face to face... "I told her "No Thank you" and then she said to ask my mom if she was sure".  

I calmly said "I'm very sure".  He smiled again...."Yeah, I told her you were pretty sure but then she said to tell my mom that if she wanted the change, to come get it."


Shaniqua was back and she was pissed.  


Shaniqua leaned across the car. Calmly but in all seriousness, Shaniqua softly whispered...
"Please inform the woman holding my $95.00 hostage, the last thing  she wants is for me to have to come in and speak to her,  face to face, and have a wee little chat. I don't have time for this. Tell her I don't want to, but I most defiantly will if I have to."


"I figured you'd say something like that" and then he laughed and ran back inside the school.  It was less than a minute later when I saw my boy and my $95.00 walking out of the double doors and into my car.  I asked him what the lady said but he told me she didn't say a word.  So I asked him how he got the money.


My boy had walked back to the office, up to the secretary and simply said, "You do NOT want my mom to come in here, trust me."  He must have had his inner Shaniqua come out too because she quickly handed over the money.  


Mission accomplished.  Long live Shaniqua.