Waking Up, Geek Style
We had a rough morning with the boy, who protested getting ready for the day from the moment I opened his window blinds. He was still in full Occupy Waking Up mode when I walked him into his school building to receive his first and very much deserved tardy.
And yet his awaking began with such promise.
When I gently prodded him and told him to rise and shine, he yawned, stretched, and said, still half asleep and dreaming, “I caaaan’t. I haven’t found a save point yet.”
This made my morning, and then everything went to hell.
I would say someone’s been spending too much time playing video games, but everyone knows that can never be the case. Alas, the boy’s misbehavior has cost him his playtime this afternoon.
I didn’t bother telling him that his losing video games is one of those punishments that hurts me more than him.