My family.

@xFiacre (10506)
Ireland
November 12, 2015 7:26am CST
Chris appeared in the kitchen dressed as always in raggedy jeans and tee shirt, and years of unexpressed exasperation welled up in his mother’s heart. “The judge might not be too impressed with your outfit,” she suggested quietly: to have said more or to have suggested what attire might be appropriate for a court appearance would have provoked a torrent of invective. “Well if the judge doesn’t like what he sees that’s his problem,” Chris said as a sticky blob of marmalade fell from his toast onto his tee shirt. His mother could hold in her anger no longer. She had accompanied him to court countless times, had visited him in prison, taken abuse from offended neighbours, paid his bills and rescued him from trouble without complaint since he had left school and she could see that he was still as arrogant as ever. Normally she said nothing to his outrageous statements, she held her tongue, but today she answered back, quietly and dignified, with measured words but firm tone. “Chris what the judge has is a job, a family, a house, respectability, and a problem is the one thing he most certainly doesn’t have; but a problem is the only thing that you have to show for yourself”.
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@MALUSE (32959)
• Denmark
12 Nov 15
Oh dear. Who won in the end?
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@xFiacre (10506)
• Ireland
12 Nov 15
The judge won!
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@pgntwo (21760)
• Derry, Northern Ireland
12 Nov 15
@xFiacre The house invariably wins... Interesting tale.
@pgntwo (21760)
• Derry, Northern Ireland
12 Nov 15
The arrogance of youth...
@LadyDuck (122398)
• Switzerland
12 Nov 15
Oh my goodness, I see from your reply to Maluse that the judge won.