Friday, May 1, 2009

oh dad...


Me and my dad, circa 1994 (1995 maybe?), on our way to NY, along with my mom and sister

I just get a call from him a moment ago. I automatically worry, because he rarely calls me in the middle of the day.

Me: Hello?
Dad: Hey, I have an important question to ask you.
Me: Ok, what's up?

Dad: What was the name of the place before it was Chuck E Cheese?
Me: Showbiz, Dad. It was Showbiz.
Dad: Thanks, we (people at his work) couldn't remember. Talk to you later! Bye!

I love my dad :)


Just Being Me said...

I always worry when I see my dad calling too. It used to only be for deaths and hospitalizations. It is getting better though!

Glad it was just something silly!