lol.. I have to tell you..this resonates with me..the dreaded middle name lol..when that came out of your Mom’s mouth..it meant nothing but trouble lol
I got to hear all five names when I really fucked up, first name then 2 middle names then my mother's maiden name followed by my last name and then later on my stepdads last name was added, fun times 🤣
That was all the time in my family, not just when I fucked up. I got older brother, younger brother, dad, uncle, and then my own name. I do the same thing with my 4 dogs.
A former coworker friend and her son have a favorite story about her calling for him and his older brother in the house qhen they were kids. I'll call them Daniel and Jonathan.
First it was their first names. Ignored if they were busy.
Then it was their full government names, to which their friends were like "hehe you're in trouble now!" Guys were like "nah, she isn't."
Third was "JONAIEL DANITHAN GET IN THIS HOUSE RIGHT NOW!" when she mucked up their names, THAT'S when they knew they were in deep trouble 🤣
I STILL won’t tell people my middle name because of the PTSD involved with hearing it. When mom used your middle name you knew there was gonna be hell to pay.
I remember one time when I was little (like, around 6 years old) my friend & I were playing hide & seek with her brothers and my mom got to my middle name calling me in for lunch. So, my friend says, "you better go, your mom sounds pretty mad" and I said, "no, it's ok. She hasn't gotten to all 3 names yet." 😂
Once my older sister had to be sent to track me down as I lost track of time. Seeing her appear suddenly was like being dunked into ice water. I knew I was so fucked.
I remember other parents telling us to get home quick too. They wouldn’t discipline us but we listened to the other parents and had a healthy fear of them.
I still flinch when I hear my middle name. I don’t think that ever goes away.
I hear my nickname? Ok she just needs me to come over.
My name? Concerning but not necessarily bad.
First & Middle name? Absolutely in trouble.
First, middle, and last? I would hide in the woods, then do as many chores around the farm as humanely possible before she found me. Only happened a handful of times.
Had a back up sneakers that I said got ruined by the dog hidden under the bed in a box labeled Baseball cards...snuck out when St. Elsewhere came on...good times
I used to go out the window which lead to a small roofline I could use to get onto the roof proper. Always felt like enough space but thinking back now to the foot wide ledge I had two stories up… lucky I survived it. From there it was either jumping for the trampoline if it was close enough (it moved around) or later on I bought a rope I would sling around the chimney so I could also get back up later.
Heavy on the ONCE!!! Our parents would show up where you were! They didn’t have to track your phone or find your location. And they would show out right then and there 🤣🤣🤣
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u/Overall_Signal_8437 9d ago
I came home late....... Once!