A Dynamic Father

Being the dynamic Father that I am,

I will ask,

one of my daughters,

who owns a car,

while living at home,

if it's alright to use it once in awhile.

Yes,

I do have my own car.

The reason I ask is,

I want to fill her car up with gas,

check the fluids,

and I make sure the tire pressure is correct.

See,

I told you I was dynamic.

The other day,

I drove up to the local gas station,
to go inside the convenient store
and buy a couple of energy drinks.

When I stepped out of my daughter's car,

I saw this lady laughing,

not hysterically,

but laughing nonetheless.

Back in my younger days I might have gotten angry,

thinking she was laughing at me for some reason.

In my Punk Rocker days I would have spouted out profanity,

thinking that was the way to save my dignity.

I'm much wiser than that now.

So I stared at her.

After telling an employee at the convenient store something,

which made him turn around and smile at me,

the lady noticed that I was staring at her a little too long.

So she said to me,

"I love your bumper sticker."

Instead of owning up to it,

I got a little embarrassed,

a little anxious,

and quickly spouted out,

"It's my daughter's car!"

The bumper sticker read,

CUTE BUT PSYCHO!

This is the extremely normal Jim Hauenstein,

And,

“You haven’t lived till you’ve played Scrabble in a psych ward.”

- Artie Lange -

That's my story and I'm sticking to it!

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