Tuesday, June 14, 2011

Really?

My father actually emailed me from another country while on 'business' (getting drunk on the beach on a charity's dime) and told me to contact his secretary to schedule some time with him when he gets back because he wants to see me.

Are you kidding?

Call his secretary to book time?

Not a f-ing chance in hell. If he wants to get together when he has sobered up he can call and schedule time with me himself.

What if I told him to call my secretary?

Ever hear the song Cats in the Cradle by Harry Chapin (or my favorite rendition by Ugly Kid Joe)?

Sheesh.

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