Three-year-old tape recorder
Shocker here, work continues to vaccum the soul out of me. In other words, it still sucks. Came home and there was a fresh pile of toys blocking my son's door. Tired and not out of work mode I blurted out "dammit boy!" All of three seconds later, the boy follows me into his room, looks down at the mess and says "dammit bears!" Great, I feel like a total parental unit now.
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