loss of words
There is nothing like coming home for dinner and listening to my dad's brutal honesty. I now see where I get it from.
Usually when you ask someone how their day went you expect a simple nice answer..ha!
What I got from dad was "horrible, i hate driving truck"
well, I was stumped. How do I respond to that? Nice work paps, you got the last word.
posted by mel at 10:40 AM
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