Mom

So recently, my parents made us(me and sis) a deal.

If we went to the wedding of these unknown people (relatives) and posed as their children (which we are) we'd get free food(cuz mom wasn't cooking anything for us).

And we're not ones to turn down free food(as the only other kind was no food)

So we took that deal.(cuz we live under their roof so its their rules too)

And mom asked me what I was gonna wear. I said jeans( I would have preferred shorts but it was a wedding after all) and floaters( I wanted floaters). So she gave me trousers and shoes to wear.

Now normally, I would choose what I want to be dressed in. But since I was goin just for the food, I let her choose which clothes she wanted me to drop it over.

Then I combed my hair. ( I normally don't)

And she looked me over from head to toe, and decided something was wrong with the way I looked.

"Your hair's all wrong... go comb your hair"

I ran my fingers through it and frizzled it a little in front of her.

"That better?"

"Yes.. i guess I should've let you wear Jeans only. Go change."

"No, I don't change multiple times. This is a mistake you'll have to live with."

"Is that sneakers you're wearing with trousers?"

"Yes, I asked you if it was cool, if I wore the sneakers, you said its okay."

"Go change into jeans, and those nice sports-basketball shoes."

"No, I don't change multiple times. This is a mistake you'll have to live with."

"YOU look like the moron."

"But they'll only know me as YOUR son mom. Next time let me decide my clothes."

"Hmm.. okay."

Lesson Learnt: Moms can be wrong. :)