Late for Babysitting (Again)

Date: 7/28/2022

By briannagio

I’m in my dad’s kitchen, messing with the sink disposal to make it drain faster (the new one he just put it in real life drains really slow). He walks in and I expect him to get mad at me for this, but he’s completely calm. He asks me what time I have to leave to go babysit, and I totally blank. I try to figure out what time it is now, but I’ve lost track of time and have no idea. I go to check my calendar to see what time I’m babysitting and see a text from Andie from an hour and a half ago that says “Hey girl! Are we still on for today?” I go into panic-mode and try to type out an excuse, but I keep erasing and rewriting it because it seems over-explained every time. I finally give up and put my phone down and run to my room to get dressed really quick. I hear my sisters talking in the kitchen and I begin to feel bad that I have to work while Nicole’s visiting.