Rob and the Wet Tee Shirt Contest

The other day while we were out eating, Justin asked me why I was so needy and demanding. He was told the following story because I thought at 24 he was finally old enough to hear it. First, I informed him, I use to be a nice, mellow person, but that was at a young age before your uncles and father destroyed my very being. Second, the following story is just one reason that your Dad has to wait on me hand and foot. So the story begins........ It was a hot summer afternoon in the late 70's in Morgantown. Your father and I were at a laundromat on the Suncrest side of Morgantown. We had loads and loads of laundry. It was hot. The laundromat was hot and humid. After starting a few loads, your father volunteered to walk down to the 7-Eleven and get us an ice cold, cherry Slurpee. That sounded so good. I remained at the laundromat filling the washers and driers with one load of clothes after another. I was hot, sweaty and so looking forward to that nice, cold Slurpee. Your father didn't come and didn't come. I began to worry, like I did in those years before Prozac. Had he been run over, arrested for something, maybe gotten into a fight ??????? What could it be? Where was he? I walked outside after folding some clothes and noticed lots of people and traffic at the 7-Eleven. I was right. There must have been an accident. What should I do? As I was trying to gather our clothes and thoughts, a young man walked into the laundromat. I asked him what was going on at the 7-Eleven. Had someone been hurt? Was it an accident? He laughed. No it is a wet tee shirt contest. WET TEE SHIRT CONTEST, I asked? Yes, he replied. My blood pressure rose instantly, my already over heated body became even hotter, and acts of violence came to my mind. YOUR FATHER WAS AT A WET TEE SHIRT CONTEST WITH MY SLURPEE WHILE I'M DOING THE LAUNDRY. Hours later your father showed up and tried to explain to me how difficult it was trying to get back up the street with all the traffic. Fire erupted from my mouth. When it ended, I needed my drink more than ever and demanded YOUR FATHER give it to me. He said he couldn't because he had drank them both while watching the WET TEE SHIRT CONTEST. It was hot standing in the sun, he said.  My blood pressure and mood change to this day telling this story, I informed Justin. That is just one of the many things that your father has done that he is still paying for to this day. Anymore questions, Justin????