Excuses and A Look at the Future
Just in case you all don’t know why I blog so little, it’s because I write people instead of blog when I actually have the time on my computer to type at will, which doesn’t happen too often. I love writing long letters to friends, it’s one of the best things in the world and therefore I am justified for writing instead of blogging.
Here’s a little something that happened the other day. I was out with John, this young father with a lot of kids, on OR.
John: “Wow, get a look at those wheels!”
Me, looking around the busy street rapidly: “Where, what, who, when, how?”
John: “Over there! And look at the suspension in has, it’s awesome!”
Me, not seeing any cars worthy of praise start figuring it must just be a case of John’s bad tastes: “Um, I don’t see any wicked looking wheels, where?”
John: “Over there!” He’s still not pointing specifically, so sure I know what he’s talking about, “and the seating is great and the boot is giant!”
Me: “Um, ok John, what exactly are we looking at here?”
John: “Over there, that baby stroller!” He keeps up the affectionate looks at the “awesome wheels”.
I just look at him in dumbfounded amazement, knowing this is a classic case of “father syndrome”, but hoping it will never happen to me.
1 comments:
Thats funny with you looking for evil wheels while he's talking about baby carts so how many does he have again?
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