Father's Day ads are clearly not marketed toward
my our Dad. He is a
Boilermaker, a
Skilled Laborer, and the farthest from anything represented in the typical
Father's Day Buy This advertisement.
I live at least 100 miles from my family. My Dad and I haven't seen each other in a few months. His only day off is Sunday - and
Sundays are my Wednesday. He spends his Sunday running errands to prepare for
6-tens. I work on Sundays. I spend
Wednesday my Sundays doing the same thing as him - mowing grass and pulling weeds, doing laundry, cleaning, preparing meals to eat leftovers during the upcoming week, etc.
We were both off work yesterday so I drove to
Hannibal Palmyra where
my Dad is
working and has been
living in a camper for the better part of three years, so we could spend time together and run errands, go
grocery /
thrift /
Lowe's shopping, pick up and put away laundry, cook dinner and so on. In between doing that and this, the following conversation took place:
Me: ...Let me go to the bathroom before we leave.
Dad: Remember, you can't flush the toilet unless you take a shit.
Me: (giggling)
Dad: I'm
serious!
You can't flush every time you go!
This is
a camper, Jeannette.
Don't flush unless you shit.
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Listening to:
The Pimps - Now Michael, it's just T.V.
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I was totally expecting that conversation to have at LEAST one f-bomb. I'm so disappointed right now.
ReplyDeleteBelieve me... the eff-bomb was used many, many times during the day.
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