
Here's the latest installment of WWGD Wednesday:
One morning, when Grandpa and his friend are driving to a job, his friend sees a cute girl walking down the street in a short jean skirt and tank top. The friend tells Grandpa to check her out and Grandpa obliges… only to realize that this little hottie is me.
It was spring 2002, it was starting to get hot out and I was in high school… what do you expect.
So I’m walking to school at 8 o’clock in the morning, minding my own business, when next thing I know I am getting pulled over by two old men in a powder blue station wagon.
My first instinct is to run, but then I hear his voice.
“WHAT ARE YOU DOING?”
“Oh. Hi Grandpa. I’m going to school”
“NOT IN THAT OUTFIT, YOU’RE NOT,” he yells. “NOW GET HOME AND CHANGE.”
And with that, Grandpa drives off. Leaving me stranded, scantily clad, two blocks away from school and crying.
Fearing what Grandpa might do if he catches me, I turn around, go home and change into jeans and a frumpy sweater. I leave no skin showing.
When I finally arrive at school, I am sweating and late. I have to go strait to the attendance office to explain what happened. I tell the attendance lady the truth – that I would have been on-time if my Grandfather didn’t make me go home and change – and she lets me slide.
… I think she saw that I was crying.
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