Reasons you will hate me

Bringing death upon the family.

My beloved parents are in town visiting at the moment and we had a very nice weekend seeing movies and drinking cocktails and pretending that the dog could talk and other such highbrow activities thankyou for asking.



Yesterday in a moment of downtime we watched a gripping documentary about the Boxing Day tsunami and the following conversation ensued:







Mum: Did you know there was this little girl holidaying in Thailand who saw the waters recede and instantly said to her mother 'Mum, we have to run, there's a tsunami'?





Me: No.





Mum: She'd just been studying tsunamis in school. So it was this incredible coincidence.





Me: Did her mum believe her?





Mum: Oh yes, no questions asked. She simply gathered everyone and started running. Not one point did she scoff and dismiss it as nonsense.





Me: Like you would have done if it was me.





Mum: That's right. If it was you I would have told you to stop being stupid and pass me the sunscreen.





Me: ...So what you're saying is that if it was me, we'd all be dead.





Mum: I suppose so, yes.




Me: Nice.




Dad: You probably wouldn't have listened properly in school to absorb the information anyway.





Me: Thanks a lot.




Mum: Right. You would have been thinking about what you were going to eat next.




Dad: Or which boy you had a crush on.




Me: No, I get it. I've killed us all due to my short attention span and basic shallow nature. Cheers.




Mum: Oh, come on. You know we're simply telling it like it is.

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