As you know, I’m not a parent. I don’t even have a pet. My cayenne pepper plant is the closest thing to a being that depends on me, and it could probably survive on my porch for some time without intervention. Even though I’m not a parent, I was a teenager. And to quote Wendy Williams, I was a teenager who was “up to thangs.” Drugs. Fighting. Musicians. Protests. Shows. Parties. Mischief. Jail. Because of these experiences, I know when others are up to thangs.I have a friend. Well-educated and hard-working, she’s done exceptionally well for herself. With no children of her own, she treats her family generously. Years back, she promised her niece that if she met certain stipulations, my friend would take her to Europe for high school graduation. Recently, the niece graduated. True to her word, my friend planned a lovely trip overseas for the two of them.Two days after gradation and less than a week before their planned departure date, niece split her car between two trees driving drunk. Thankfully, niece walked away unscathed as did her two passengers. The collision destroyed the car. One passenger fled on foot. One stayed behind. Niece called her parents. Her parents awoke to the middle of the night call – a nightmare. The concerned couple leapt from slumber to fetch a nearly-passed-out-drunk niece from a nearby location.The family returned to the scene of the wreck. When the tow truck was called to retrieve the crunched car, the tow truck driver informed the parents that he was obligated to notify the police because the property damage exceeded $1000. While her parents are cleaning up her mess, niece is passed out drunk in the back seat of their car.Cops show up. Dad says he’s the one that was driving. Dad receives citation for reckless driving. As a result, teenage drunk driving niece endures zero consequences for her extraordinarily reckless actions. The next day, niece plays innocent and convinces naive parents that this is the first time she has ever driven drunk. She appears contrite. They allow her to go to Europe anyway.I think this response is total bullshit. Not on my friend’s part. She’s an innocent bystander in this situation just following through on her promise, and I admire her for that. I’m looking at the parents in judgement. Parents never want to believe the worst or the truth regarding their child (too often one in the same). “The other kid was the ringleader… My kid was just in the wrong place at the wrong time.” I can’t with the excuses. Your kid is a fucker. I know this because I was a fucker. I was up to thangs, and I relentlessly and pathologically lied to cover my ass. Lying is what teenagers do. Don’t take it personally. Deception is a developmental stage. Just don’t be gullible enough to believe the little liars – or worse reward them for their dishonorable behavior with a European vacation.