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| Seriously Dad...that came out of your pants? |
It's not
nice to laugh at another's misfortune but sometimes that misfortune is so
hilarious you can do nothing but laugh. Imagine this scene - my Dad finds
himself unexpectedly locked out of my house. Instead of calling and asking me
to come back, he decides to jump off our front steps, land on the ground below,
then climb up onto the back deck and enter via a door he remembered leaving
open. Great plan – but shocking execution.
Poor Dad didn’t
expect the ground to be so soft and squishy. He lost his footing and fell over,
hitting his head on the cement and breaking the neighbours window with his elbow
in the process. We arrived home to find him holding a tissue to his bleeding
head. Obviously Dad was fine, which is when the laughs started.
This
story is so classically Dad. Funny shit just happens to him. But this little
adventure got even better. Five hours after the tumble he stood up shaking his
leg. He could feel something "sticking into" his skin. Several shakes
later the piece of glass above fell onto the floor. How in hell did he not feel
that inside his jeans? Oh Dad, you make me laugh.
I shouldn’t
laugh to hard though, I’m more like him than I like to admit. I locked myself
out of the house at 7am this morning while walking the dogs – complete with bed
head. I had to wake the neighbours up and ask if I could run through their
house holding my dogs. We are two peas in a pod.
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