On the lighter (and unintentional) side of corrupting your daughter’s little friends, I have a story for Dangerosa about my Boss’s Folly.
Boss has a daughter who celebrated her fourteenth birthday recently. Daughter had suggested that tickets to see the Tran-Siberian Orchestra would be appreciated. Boss thought this was a good idea, and would be more fun for the daughter if her best friend got to go too. So she bought three tickets, and contacted the little friend’s parents.
Little Friend is Asian-American. Her parents are academics, and her parents are over-protective–right out of the whole Tiger Mom thing.
Told where the concert was to take place, they were puzzled–“Don’t they play football there?”
“No, no, that’s the basketball arena”
So, anyway, after some more discussion, and promises to protect the little friend, (and probably some assurances that this would be “educational” to a pair of budding violinists), they agree.
The night of the concert comes, the three (Boss, Daughter, and Little Friend) go, and before they even find their seats, Boss is having a bad feeling about this.
Boss had not intended to take her fourteen-year-old, and her overprotected little friend to their first Rock Concert. Which made me laugh, hearing about it. I’m not especially surprised that the Tran-Siberian Orchestra concert resembled a Rock Concert.
The girls had a marvelous time. Boss less so–she was too busy being mortified for the people who were her age and behaving like they were at a Rock Concert. And too busy fretting about what Little Friend’s parents would have to say later.
The concert ended, and Daughter wanted a t-shirt. Boss asked Little Friend if she’d like one, too, and she politely said no. Boss bought her one anyway, and told her to tell her parents it came with the tickets.
Which made her feel even worse, because now she’s coaching a fourteen-year-old to LIE to her parents.