Oh, oh, I've got another one! (I know I should be excited about shame, but oh wells)
Last time I went to the Memphis zoo, I was waiting for my family at the monkey cage. (We were seperated, I forget how) I got really bored with waiting, so as a zoo keeper walked by, I pointed to a monkey and asked him "Why do you have my grandma in a cage?" My parents should have learned by now not to leave me alone for too long with nothing to do.
Then another time at the Memphis zoo, My younger siblings had to go to the restroom, my mom and dad took them, leaving me alone (another mistake on their part). I got bored and I stared acting very shifty and nervous (purposely). An old woman and her grandson came up to me and asked me what was wrong. I told her I escaped from my cage. I'm ashamed of this because the old woman's grand son believed it.
