I told Mom that I was going to play pool with Charlene and Shannon. (A local bar has free pool tables on Wednesday nights. It's a cheap evening out for all of us.) And I initially told her that I would probably be home by 9:00 so I could watch CSI. But then I checked the listings and realized that the CSI that I want to watch is actually the one that comes on Thursdays.
"Mom, I won't be home at 9:00, after all, because the show I want to watch is tomorrow night, not tonight."
"But you'll be home by 9:00 to watch your show."
"No, Mom. The show I want to watch is tomorrow night, not tonight."
"You won't be home at 9:00?"
"No, my show comes on tomorrow night, not tonight."
"When will you be home?"
"Probably after 10:00."
"I got to bed at 10:00"
"Well, how late do you think you'll be?"
"I don't know, Mom. You don't have to wait up."
"Well, what time does the place close?"
"It's a bar, Mom. It closes at 2:00 a.m."
"Yes, Mom, but I won't be out that late. I just don't know exactly when I'll be home."
"Oh, OK. Well, you still want to get up at 7:00?"
"Yes, Mom. I'll see you in the morning."