Sunday, March 21, 2010


I don't believe you. You really had a girl asking for your seat because she is on tv?
Yep, when she asked I first looked if I could determine if she was pregnant or perhaps carrying an injury. But as she wasn't and I declined she made her case. I had to give her my seat because she was on tv.
I don't believe you.
I can tell stories but this one even I could not make up. She went even further though.
I still don't believe you. What did she do?
She asked if I knew who her father was and how much he made last year. I had no clue so I said no. Turned out her father was a ceo and made more then a million last year.
What did you do?
I couldn't help myself and had to tinker a little with the truth to put her in her place. I made a puppy face and asked if she could have some sympathy for me as last year wasn't such a good year for me and I only made 1.5 million. And to deliver the final blow I told her I was the guy that got her daddy fired. (it wasn't me but I know who did)
I find it hard to believe you.
Don´t. Just accept that this could have happened. I know it did.

Monday, March 15, 2010


Nath asked me if I liked making fun of her. Innocent as I am I didn't know what she was talking about. Apparently the previous entry triggered her reaction so when she explained that to me I couldn't help but ask whether or now she had had a headache today. "No, of course not."

I rest my case ;-) (It is all love my dear)

Sunday, March 14, 2010

We are weird creatures

"I get a headache thinking of work tomorrow" she said. "Don't think of work then" I replied without looking away from the book I was reading.
She thought about it for a second and then a smile lit up her face. "You know I only love you because of these off-hand remarks, right?" "It's a package deal. You get the quickies and... well mostly you get the quickies."

I think it took us the better part of a year to get reacquainted but we're getting there.

Monday, March 1, 2010

Once we were it...

Nath and I were out for dinner last night and during the evening we concluded what we already knew. From the two of us Nath is the caring one. Twice she offered help whilst I just looked at the situation thinking it would perhaps would be a experience to learn from.

Situation 1: A twenty-year-old sits on the curb of the road clearly having drunk too much. She: Do you need some help? Can I call someone to come get you? Me: Hmmm, been there, remember it.

Situation 2: The waitress somehow stumbles and her tray ends up on the floor. She: Are you okay? Let me help you with that. Me: Hmmm, been there, don't carry trays anymore.

Of course I care but nobody got hurt and how can you learn from your mistakes if you aren't allowed to make them? Surely the drunk shouldn't have had that last (or last two) drink(s) but how do you know where your limit is when you don't cross it once in awhile. And I agree the waitress stumbling is sad but she'll learn either to not walk with a tray in front of her when there are several obstacles or to not walk with a tray entirely. I'm a lovable cold bastard (Not my words) or a soft Teddy-bear on ice (again not my words).

With our nephews and nieces growing up and reaching that age where they'll face the 'entire world' on their own for the first time we have had several discussions with their parents about how much you can shield them or advice them but in my opinion you can only answer their questions. Few as they may be.
They need to make the mistakes. They need to take the risks. And you need to hope that from everything you've tried to learn them 10 percent has stuck. And during all this we realize that we are our parents. A different era and a different perspective but we are our parents.