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Bring Your Offspring To Work Day | Aliterate

It was 7:42, it was the big moment. I had clearly missed the bus already, but I was sure it would be worth it. It was going to be one e-mail from AT&T that would change my life forever: would I be going to my mother's workplace? Sweat was dripping down my face and my hands were shaking as if there was an earthquake ranking 9 on the Richter Scale happening right now. A loud sound came from my dear mother's phone; I quickly scurried over to the phone, pushing my irrelevant brother aside. My eyes vigorously scanned a bunch of useless pages until it came to the juicy part. I looked under my little brother's name: rejected. I still had a chance. I looked under my name: accepted. YES! I wasn't allowed to go to my mother's workplace though, 1) She had a big meeting that day; 2) Both of us had to go in order for my mom to take us; 3) This all never happened, and my mom had received the email during the middle of the day. 

Last year, my little brother, myself, and my besties Arca and Onur all went to the bring your child to work day organization in AT&T since both of our parents worked there. There were many fun activities like the AI station, the VR station, coding station, and many other tech-y stations. The overall experience was great, but the highlight of my day was: we all had lunch together, we got ice cream at the end of the day, a grown man dressed as Spiderman jumped from the roof and then got yelled at by a group of AT&T employees, my little brother and I went to Arca and Onur's house to play the Nintendo Switch and have a nice dinner together.

Ahh, bring your offspring to work day, my third favorite national, religious holiday after the Brexit Day and Armageddon. The first day of bring your offspring to workday was when I was in second grade. I had visited my dad's workplace, only to be greeted by a group of savage 6-year-old boys hogging the TV-remote to play their favorite reality TV show on the big screen: Barbie. During the lunch break, I was thankful for my dad bringing me to a sushi restaurant rather than leaving me with the 6-year-olds who had then moved on to My Little Pony. Thank you, dad.

When I came to school, I was mad at first, but then I was greeted by my friends Troy and Catherine. There were approximately 40 kids in my grade which was about half of the grade's actual size. We were having a "blast" in school. The remaining kids in our grade were constantly doing bonus assignments that none of the other kids did. Plus, the teachers never ended up grading them which made us frustrated. To add on top of that, we had homework that everyone else who hadn't shown up had a "valid"  excuse for not doing.

Just like H.P. Lovecraft once said, "Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn..." Now that's the bring your offspring to work day spirit. Common sense, am I right?

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