Wednesday, November 13, 2013

Oh how quickly we revert to childhood insecurities

So I've been carpooling to work with my dad since my accident. One of the benefits of working in the same office. So my dad has a very stringent and inflexible schedule: out the door by 630 and out of work by 1600. It's not too bad and better than renting a car.

So yesterday I emailed my dad about when we are leaving. A few times we left at 1615. So I don't get an answer from him. I check his desk. He's not there which is not that uncommon. 1600 rolls around and he's still not there. 1615 and no dad! Here is where I begin to worry. Did he go home and leave me behind? I cycle through all these emotions of abandonment so quickly it also frightens me.

I'm running back up plans of calling my brother to pick me up on his way home or begging a coworker to take me home. We'll imagine my relief when I hear my dad's voice at 1620. He didn't leave me at work. Woohoo!!



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