He also has a tendency to exaggerate. When "called" on it, he will fight tooth and nail to prove otherwise. Skateboard tricks are one of the latest things. He will come in and describe a new trick he can do. T
he board, in his hands, makes twists and turns and gets flipped 3 times. "If you were outside, you would have seen it, dad."Or, "Ya, my grades are fine!" I found out that one wasn't true.
Or, "I have no idea where the lunch money is going."
Yesterday he busts out with "style equals superiority." Really!
"If a guy goes into an interview wearing a tux, he'll get the job!" He told me.
Too bad I don't own a tux.
In this roundabout thought process, if you look good, life will give you all the riches it has.
"Style without substance" everyone else calls it.
He's always walking around saying how good his clothes look. Yesterday when he busted out the style equals superiority BS, I had to roll my eyes.
He was was wearing shoes with holes, pants with bleach spots (from his mom's house) and they had holes, his belt was a shoe lace. A blue long sleeve shirt with a wife beater over it. The wife beater had stains on it from a soda he had been drinking.
Keep on dressing like that kid...you're going places!
Last night I washed those clothes. Folded and hid them. This morning he was wearing them again.
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