Against The Wind
Life is just so unfair sometimes.
And cruel too. Insanely, unfairly cruel.
The whole family was sitting in the music store's waiting room as my son was taking his piano lesson. My daughter and I were sitting on the comfy loveseat, nestled together in the chilly room, each reading a book. Suddenly she got up, walked to the other side of the room, and sat down next to her mother, who was sitting where she could see into the piano room.
My daughter leaned over to my wife and said, in a disgusted voice, "I'm sitting over here because Daddy stinks."
It's not fair, I thought. What could I do? Be tactless and point to the real culprit, a dad sitting two chairs away? Shout across the room, "No, it wasn't me! It was that guy right there. He's the one that stinks!"
No, that wouldn't be nice, so I made an indignant face and tried to subtly tilt my head toward the guy who let one rip, but both my wife and daughter just stared at me with accusing eyes. Soon, other people in the room were staring at me and wrinkling their noses.
All I could do was take the blame and go back to my book. Like I said, sometimes life is just not fair.
And cruel too. Insanely, unfairly cruel.
The whole family was sitting in the music store's waiting room as my son was taking his piano lesson. My daughter and I were sitting on the comfy loveseat, nestled together in the chilly room, each reading a book. Suddenly she got up, walked to the other side of the room, and sat down next to her mother, who was sitting where she could see into the piano room.
My daughter leaned over to my wife and said, in a disgusted voice, "I'm sitting over here because Daddy stinks."
It's not fair, I thought. What could I do? Be tactless and point to the real culprit, a dad sitting two chairs away? Shout across the room, "No, it wasn't me! It was that guy right there. He's the one that stinks!"
No, that wouldn't be nice, so I made an indignant face and tried to subtly tilt my head toward the guy who let one rip, but both my wife and daughter just stared at me with accusing eyes. Soon, other people in the room were staring at me and wrinkling their noses.
All I could do was take the blame and go back to my book. Like I said, sometimes life is just not fair.
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12 Comments:
That sucks. I hope your wife read this post and straightened things out.
No, this will probably be a stain on my reputation. Of course it stinks, but this too shall pass.
:)
Yeah, I used to use that trick all the time too. It never worked so I just claim responsibility for all smells. It's Dad's job.
My dad used to say, "Did you see that elephant go by? Lifted me right out of my chair!" Of course, that always got a laugh.
But in his case, he was guilty.
lol Sorry about that!
The nose knows!??? Your wife was in the right place -- I'm proud of her being where the REAL action was!
Tell it to the judge Phil, we all know it was you.
You need to teach your daughter a little bit about the history of law in this country.
Aside from "innocent until proven guilty," I am, of course, referring to the precedent set in the case of Smeller Vs. Feller.
Of course, if she's good, she'll do some digging in those old, dusty law books and quote the famous law of "He who said the rhyme, is the one who did the crime."
It's going to be a gamble and a tough fight, but if you don't stand up for your rights, what message are you sending to her?
Or you could just blame the dog...real or imagined.
That was funny...tough break there, Phil. Wind-breaking, that is.
I'm sure you smell like roses.
When I was a little kid my cousin blurted out right in the middle of church at the top of his lungs, "Oh PEW... daddy farted!"
That was only 40 years ago and he still hasn't lived it down. My uncle that is.
Oh, how sweet that she's so honest but .... ouch!! I hope the book was nice.
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