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When I was a kid, my mom made my sister and I take catechism classes (I don't know why, we hardly ever went to church). Anyways, this one time when I was 6, I was getting over the stomach flu and it was Saturday, so I had to go to catechism. I was starting to feel a little better, but not well enough to go to class. I begged my mom to let me stay home because I was worried that I was going to throw up during class, but she made me go anyway.
We get to school and I feel ok for the most part and I'm thinking everything's going to be fine.
About a half an hour before class ends, guess what happens? Yeah, I threw up right in the middle of class. And there's no nurse available, so I went to the principal's office (or whatever their title was) and they kept calling my house and nobody was answering, so I just had to sit with the principal until class ended.
When class finally did end and I got into the car, my mom had the nerve to have an attitude because the principal kept calling the house. She asked me why they kept calling the house and I told her because I threw up in class (like I fucking knew I would). All she could do was shake her head in annoyance.