Family Drama
Went to go pick brother up from work. We then go to get pizza for dinner and he asks me to hold onto his check until we got home. I decline, saying the last check I held onto him is still sitting in my car and that because it was his money he needed to hold onto it. Told him to put it in his pocket and then he got out to go for pizza. Right when he was getting out, I saw a paper fall and didn’t think anything of it (our car is full of receipts and other shit so yeah didn’t even blink an eye.) Well, he was in there for about 10 minutes, comes out, and we start back. All of a sudden he starts rummaging around in his jacket pockets and says he can’t find his check.
fuck.
that little paper that I saw billow into the wind? That was his fucking check. So, now we’re in a yelling match as he’s screaming at me that I should’ve been holding onto it and I’m yelling that he should’ve had it in his pants pocket, or even better, his fucking wallet. (which he didn’t have by the way) By the good grace of Clapton, his boss understood the problem and would void the check and give him a new one the next time he came to work. By this time, I’m pissed as all hell and we spill the fight into the house where my parents intervene and then it’s just white trash scream session with me telling him it’s his money he should be the one holding onto it, dad agreeing that he should’ve had it in his wallet in the first place, and my mother agreeing with my brother only on the grounds that it was a good idea to call the boss and beg for mercy.
So now everyone’s pissed at one another and I just want to scream.
