Weird childhood memory flashbacks

When I was in early grade school, my parents would often pick me up at the Catholic school I attended (St. Joseph's in Rosemount, MN) at the end of the day rather than have me ride the bus home. This setup worked pretty well when my mom was the one doing the driving, but I have these very odd memories of many afternoons when my dad would forget to pick me up and I would wait in an empty classroom or hallway or playground for my dad to arrive.

I remember one day in 2nd grade pretty well - I sat in one of the desks in Mrs. Vega's 2nd grade classroom and waited there for what seemed like hours. I'm not sure if that was just a kid's warped sense of time, but I do remember that it was dark out by the time he arrived.

This reminds me of another time when my dad forgot. A few times a summer, my dad would let me tag along with him for a day at work. His job at the time was working for Hennepin County as a sort of landlord/caretaker for rental houses that the County owned. So I would follow him around for the day helping him do cool things like fix plumbing and paint and repair stuff. I loved it. The one catch was that his boss didn't know about the father-son work days, so I had to hide out in the car while my dad checked in with his boss in the morning.

This particular morning, my dad left me in the car to go check in and then forgot about me. I spent the whole day in the back seat of the car playing with the two hot wheels I had with me. I remember having to pee pretty badly by the end of the day.