Old Man

Yes, I know.  It's been ages since I've blogged.  I have SO MANY posts in my head.  But I can't simply ramble, and I rarely have the time nowadays to post them, but soon!  I promise. I'll make time.

Let's start with my dad's visit.  His first visit was March 2012, 2 years and 3 months after we moved. It was a good visit; the perfect amount of time--4 days, Friday-Monday.  This time, he booked tickets without checking with us first.  He booked a solid week, right before Halloween.  A week during which I was supposed to have jury duty, but luckily, you're allowed to reschedule once out here.  (And you pick the new date!)

There are only 2 things that I will share about his visit:

1.  He's old.  Proof:

--"Do you guys get Pandora here?"

--[peering at MacBook on desk] "So that's a Macintosh?"

2. Sadly, my dad is a magnet for bad customer service.  He's been bugging us about getting a newer car, so he helped us get a 2008 Prius when he was here.  When we bought the car, he and I were waiting for the finance guy to come talk to us.  When he finally came over, my dad mentioned that he is a banker, basically so the guy would know my dad's familiar with the lingo.  And then, just out of curiosity, he asked how long he estimated the paperwork would take.  The guy actually responded as follows:

"It's not like buying a hamburger sir, you're buying a car."

!!!

I'm sure my eyes doubled in size.  To my dad's credit, he didn't take the bait, but calmly responded that he realized the size of the purchase and his reason for asking.  I'm not sure why, but something made him tell the guy again that he's a banker, to which the guy then snapped,

"I know, you're a banker, you've said it like five times already."

!!!!!!!!!!!!!

This finally set my dad off. Keeping his voice at a remarkably low level, he went off on the guy and how rude he was being, what kind of customer service is this, blah blah blah.  Luckily, the manager happened to be walking by, so he stopped and smoothed things over.

So naturally, the rest of his visit, that was my new line to him.  "You know, dad, it's not like you're buying a hamburger."