“Your parents are disappointed in you!”
It was 6:30 AM. The parking lot was dead quiet, except for two skater kids rolling by. Both had long hair and looked about 15. I was walking to work and had a laptop bag and looked even dorkier than usual. I had a feeling they’d say something to me.
“Hail Satan!” the younger one shouted. “Lucifer will take your blood and spread it all over you!”
Oh, kids. You’re trying to freak me out with Satan? You know what’s scary? Things that actually exist. Nothing is scarier than real life.
“Cancer! Loneliness! The Eagles not winning a Super Bowl in your lifetime!”
Great. Now I’m not going to be able to sleep tonight.
