I had a set of bunk beds when I was a kid. Sounds normal but let's think this through:
- I was an only child
- I was never allowed to have friends in the house, much less stay over
- The one time I was allowed to have someone over, she fell off the top bunk
- I was never allowed to sleep on the top bunk
My question then is why the hell did I have them? I wonder about that sometimes*. I'm thinking of going along with it if the Captain agrees. I told my FIL that I wanted to post a betting pool (even though they don't bet) to see how long it would take for one or both to break a limb (their own or the other's even). Obviously we'd have to get the sidebar protection thingy so he doesn't roll out of the top bunk. Does this mean I have to put an extra mattress on the floor so that it buffers the enevitable? Gah. What do you guys think? Did you have bunk beds at home? How many times were you injured? I need some input here folks. Thanks.
*I still don't know why the hell I had them. I've asked my dad but it must not have registered with me because I don't recall his answer. I'm also the same person who sometimes thinks for a long time "Did I actually eat anything yesterday?". Yeah. I'll call him and ask again.
Comments
He, of course, being older, got the top bunk. He, of course, being ON A BOAT, rolled off every. single. night. My mother would find him asleep on the floor every morning. I don't think he ever even once woke up when he hit the deck, so to speak. Of course, he's retarded. Now.
Fluffy