So, I just got grounded last night.

Want to know why?

For helping out a homeless shelter.

You heard me correctly.

So, what happened is that yesterday I did my weekly helping out at the homeless shelter, which I do every Sunday. My mom told me to be back at 7, just because. No reason. Just because she wants me to be back at 7. So I'm like "Okay mom."

So, I'm there helping out at the homeless shelter. I'm so engrossed in my work that I don't notice it's 7:30. My mom calls, and starts yelling at me. I tell her there's still some work I'm doing, and she yells at me to "get the fuck back home."

I tell the guys at the homeless shelter I'm sorry, but I need to leave right then and there. They understood, thankfully, and I drove home as fast as I could.

So there my mom begins to yell at me about how I never follow any of her rules, and how I'm out at all hours at the night, and stuff like that. She grounds me for an entire week.

I try to argue that I wasn't out smoking, drinking, stealing, doing drugs, vandalizing, or any of that, none of which I never do anyways, and that I was, in fact, helping people out.

She then asks me if I think that is more important than her rules.

I say yes, considering the fact that A. Helping people should be more important than anything else in the world and that B. There was no point to me being back at 7 besides the fact that she said to be back at 7. There was nothing important going on at 7. Nothing important at all. Not a single god damn thing was going to go wrong if I wasn't there at 7. It was "just because".

So she yells at me more, talking about how I never respect her, and other various things which are complete and total lies, whic his basically what she has been spouting this entire night; Complete and total lies, I mean.

Oh, oh, and then there's the best part.

Before I started going out and doing stuff with my friends and helping out and volunteering a lot, she always complained that I spent all my time cooped in my room on the computer or playing video games, and that I needed to get out more.

Now that I am getting out more, she's complaining that I'm never at home, that I'm always out and about.

She also complains about how I don't have any people skills. I had to point out to her the irony in her restricting me from seeing people and, you know, interacting with them. And, you know, developing people skills.

So yeah. Here I am. Grounded. For helping people. Yep yep.

tl;dr My mom's an incredibly stupid person.

If you actually read all of this, thanks.

If you didn't? Bleh. Just don't troll.