i went babysitting today at a house near my street. (TWENTY BUCKS AN HOUR!!)
so last night, i went over to their house for like a tour and instructions and stuff
and the dad is a BIT scary
hes like all passiveaggressive and everything, and throughout all this im thinking OMG HIS POOR KIDS
so i walk in and he’s like, oh your mum says you play the piano
then comes a barrage- more like ONSLAUGHT of questions.
i.e , WHAT GRADE blahblah, can u play something for me NOW etcetc
so at this point im already a bit freaked.
then hes like, what is your opinion on our piano, have you heardofthisbrand, then hes like, oh just play something so you can tell me what you think of the sound quality
and im like, oh thank you but im sure your piano is a very nice one
and hes like, NO. PLAY SOMETHING then adds a please on the end = =
aaarghh
the mum is really nice though
but when in finally got out of the house (after tripping over their doorstep) i sprinted home with the lightning speed and grace of no other than the lovely usain bolt.
haaaaa. i wish
