Disorientation
So earlier today, I had passed out, and was sleeping soundly. And my mom walks in and wakes me up.
She explains how there is a guy outside that she didn't know and that I should go talk to him seeing as how me and her were the only ones home at the time.
So I put on a jacket, and head outside, clearing the sleep out of my eyes, and everything. And I walk to the end of the drive way where the mans truck is parked.
The guy begins to talk and telling me how grown up I am and how he hasn't seen me since I was this tall. Then he asked me where my dad was.
I look at the man seriously for a second and go:
"My dad doesn't work on Saturday."
After getting his name and a number the guy leaves and I come back inside.
I tell my mom what happened and she looks at me stupidly and goes:
"Today's Monday."
gf.