Cereal Paycheck 0 Comments
Aaron from Cleveland, OH reveals this bit of his childhood:
One morning when I was maybe three years old, my dad stopped to say goodbye to me as he left for work. I asked him why he had to leave and couldn’t stay to play. He said, “It’s so you can sit here and eat cereal.” Sure, he sounds like a dick, but at the time he worked in a General Motors factory which would be reason enough to backhand me for querying so ignorantly.
Later that week, he and I were out running errands and stopped by the factory so he could get paid. I insisted that he ask for Cocoa Puffs, because I was tired of the Rice Krispies they had been giving him.
I was so stupid, it defies the rules of natural selection that I even live to divulge this.
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