As of lately my son has been watching a lot of Dora the explorer, he is sick and it is the only thing that calms him down.
For almost a week it’s been nothing but Dora. While I was watching Dora today with him it reminded me of when I was in high school, my friends and I used to do a lot of crazy shit.
This particular day we were about 15 at the time and we decided we were going to buy a Dora backpack with the map and everything. Like the idiots we were back then we decided we were going to go on Dora’s map quest. We had to find a blue key, a yellow car in order to be able to get ice cream.
We wandered through the mall asking everyone if they had seen my blue key, and showed them Dora’s map, and everyone thought we were crazy, except this one mom, and she gave us a plastic blue key, from one of those baby rings.
We were extremely excited we had a blue key now we just needed to get a yellow car, and that would take some difficulty so we jumped on the bus and started talking about our quest for the yellow car, and everyone on the bus thought we were crazy.
One guy said to me that maybe I needed to phone the teen help line, and he pointed to one of the advertisements on the bus just above my head, I picked up my cell phone and dialled the number, I know what your thinking she must actually be crazy. I got through to a teen help lady and so I told her about my quest for Dora. I am a drama queen and using this to my advantage I started to cry, claiming “ I Cant find my little yellow car, now Dora’s going to be mad and I wont get ice cream”. This caused hysterics on the bus. Here is a 15 year old crying to the teen help line cause she cant find ice cream for Dora. Now that I think back on it, it was probably pretty hilarious to everyone, except maybe the teen help lady.
The teen lady thought I had a huge problem, what 15 year old would cry over Dora, so she patched me through to the suicide hotline, and they asked me what the problem was so I began to explain, and she said to me “ I don’t enjoy you teenager prank calling us, so please don’t phone again”.
Anyways we never did get the yellow car or the ice cream and I shortly forgot about it soon after, until of course my son wanted to watch Dora. So I thought I would share this not so proud moment of my high school years and maybe you can laugh about it to.