Diary of a Wimpy Kid: Dog Days Page #5

Wait.

You actually got a job?

Yeah. But I can call and tell him

I can't if you want me...

No, no! That's fantastic!

Can you believe it, Susan?

- Our son got himself a job!

- I know.

Somebody around here

actually did something.

It's great!

I think we should tell her

we've never played tennis.

We played Ultimate Tennis

on the Wii, it's the same thing.

Hi, guys.

Hi, Holly!

Jinx!

Oh, no. What is she doing here?

- Should we start with a rally?

- What's that?

Oh, Rowley. Can you ever be serious?

They'll let anyone in this place.

That must be why you're here.

Let's play doubles.

Patty and me versus you two.

Okay.

I'm gonna kill you!

Sorry.

Fifteen, love.

What'd she call me?

Yes!

I mean, oops.

Thirty, love.

Whatever you say... love!

What?

He's a weirdo.

I got it! I got it!

Have either of you

actually played tennis before?

Yeah... Ultimate Tennis on the Wii.

It's not exactly the same thing.

I could give you a few pointers.

You have to follow through. Like this.

- We have to go. It's an emergency.

- A mega-emergency.

The printer messed up the invitations

for my Sweet Sixteen.

What does that have to do with me?

People have expectations.

Everything has to be perfect!

You'll never understand

what it's like to be pretty.

Can you drive me home later?

Come back for you? No.

It's like ten minutes away!

Now move it or lose it.

I know, right?

I'll see you guys later!

Bye!

Not bad for the first day of my fake job.

Plus, now Dad and I

are both "working men"...

we get along great.

Happy Fourth of July!

"Li'l Cutie cartoonist

to retire in three months"!

We won't have to read

that garbage anymore!

Good riddance!

Every Fourth of July,

our neighbors, the Warrens,

throw a big party for the whole block.

Mom and Dad make us all go.

Which is bad...

because I've been avoiding

Rodrick's built-in lie detector.

Hey, worker bee.

You know, you having a job

doesn't pass the smell test.

Yes, it does. It totally does!

- Here, sweetie.

- Thanks.

With my boys, it's go, go, go!

I have to wrestle them in every night.

Same with my boys.

They're in my Wilderness Explorers

troop now. They love it!

I loved being in the Wilderness Explorers.

- You did?

- Yeah. Loved it.

That one camping trip we took as kids,

you cried the whole time.

Well, I broke my arm in two places.

Cried the whole time.

Yeah, I...

It hurt.

You know what?

You should join the Wilderness Explorers.

I'm more of an indoor person.

Exactly. When's the next meeting?

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