Last week I started my second-ever summer job. Milking for the neighbor! Me and two of my sisters started working there, with nameless parent, and his three boys, age (11), age (10), and age (8). I've been having a fun time, dippin tits and wiping bags and attaching milkers. Shannah, on the other hand, loves the work, but does not have the same feelings for her co-workers. Translation: two out of three of them have a horrible crush on her. I worked Tuesday, (Shannah worked Monday) and when I got there, age 8 walks into the barn and says, "Hi. *long pause* Soooo.....where's Shannah?" I said, "She's at home." He looked disappointed, then brightened. "Soooo...when's she back?" "Day after tomorrow." He relaxed, grinned, and ran off. So, Shannah gets there the next night, and immediately is not allowed to do anything. Lifting buckets: "I'll do that." Attaching milkers, "I'll do that too." Now, if you know my sister, you'll know that she is a total spitfire, is a leader whether others want her to be or not, and says what she thinks before actually thinking about it. This does not go well with when age 11 asked her, "So, who do you like better, me or age 8? Which one of us is bossier? On a scale of one to ten, which one do you like better? Who's cuter?"
My poor ten year old sister stepped back, and said "You're BOYS. I don't really think you're cute!"
Hmm. Poor boys. They are still hitting on her a lot and running around shirtless for her benefit.
(Which, by the way, isn't really effective when you're eight).
Shannah has a history of young boys falling for her. I have noticed that pretty much wherever she goes, someone falls for her. It must be the freckles. And, whenever that happens (which is frequently), she tells them off. Once, we had some friends over, and they brought a friend with them. This particular friend is a little girl-crazy. Shannah finally got fed up with this boy, (we'll call him Bill) following her around and staring her. She whipped around, cornered him, and said, "WHY are you following me around and staring at me and stalking me?!?! STOP IT NOW!!!" Bill regained his composure and said, "You know what I do to girls that I like? I follow them around and stare at them." "So you like me then," she stated. "Yup."
Now, I gotta hand it to that boy, he's got guts. She did her Shannah thing where she twists her mouth up and nodded sarcastically. "Hmm. Fine, but Mom is SO finding out."
He just hit on her again. Mom finally came down on him and said, "Knock it off or leave."
My poor sis.
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