Wednesday Short Story Day

~ John W. Howell

 

Wednesday is upon us already. We need to feel good about that. This week’s story was prompted by the realization that our children are grown and can make decisions and determine their own outcomes. Sometimes one has to be reminded since it seems like yesterday they were dependent on their parents. Such is not the case anymore. The title of the story is Dear Old Dad and I hope you like it. Happy hump day.

 

Dear old Dad by John W. Howell © 2014

“Hey BB.”

“Oh Hi Megan I’m glad you called.”

“Why’s that? I hope you have a sitter for Saturday night.”

“Yeah, that’s not why I’m glad and yes we have a sitter. I just got off the phone with my dad and I really need someone to talk to.”

“Is he okay?”

“Oh yes, he’s fine. He just drives me up the wall sometimes.’

“He’s not forgetting his pants again is he?”

“No nothing like that. No it’s just he asks me the dumbest questions and I have a tough time understanding where he is coming from.”

“Like what?”

“Well, he asked if I was going to get tennis lessons for Joe.”

“Sounds like an okay question. What is the problem?”

“Of course I’m going to get tennis lessons for Joe. Joe is good but needs to get better. I just wanted to say to him, ‘no dad I decided to eliminate the tennis lessons and cut off food in the bargain to teach Joe not to be so success oriented.’”

“Humm. I see what you mean. What else?”

“He asked about singing lessons for Ali and I wanted to tell him we took the singing lesson money and bought a kyack, beer, chips and cigarettes.”

“Who boy that’s funny.”

“Since I live in Indiana, in one of the most-desirable tourist destinations he thinks I have a washing machine on my front porch. At least he is always wondering about facilities and education. I always joke about the rock where I hand wash the clothes, and sometimes I think he believes me.”

“Maybe he is just concerned.”

“Oh, I know that, it is just sometimes I wonder. I wonder if he can fully grasp what it takes to have a full-time career, raise three kids and support a husband who is also working

“What does he do?”

“He’s a writer. Novelist. In fact, he is the only Type A writer I know.”

“Yikes. No wonder.”

“What? Type A or Novelist?”

“I would say both. I think he probably sees the world from a different point of view and doesn’t have a clue on how the questions come across.”

“I know you’re right. I guess I just needed to vent. He can be a dork at times. I guess we all can.”

“Is a female dork a dorkess.”

“I don’t know. Is a female ass an assess? Goodbye Megan.”

“Goodbye BB. See you Saturday.”

23 thoughts on “Wednesday Short Story Day”

  10. My dad is very different. But I know some of my friend’s dad just do not want to realize that the kids are grown-ups now. Or maybe, it is what love and care is in dads’ world. I do not know.

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