I have been at my job for 7 years today. Damn, how’d that happen. That’s the longest I’ve ever been at one job.
But today isn’t about me. It’s about someone more important. One of the most important people in my life. It’s about my daddy. Today is his birthday.
I have the bestest dad in the world. I know everyone says that and it’s true all the time. If your dad is like mine, then you have your best dad in the world.
My dad is caring and loving and funny and sarcastic and has a temper and a gun. (well, it’s in the attic and I don’t think he has bullets, but he has one)
A few months ago, I had an asthma attack at work. I don’t have asthma but they were fixing the ceiling tiles and a bunch of dust came down and I couldn’t breathe and there were ambulances called. Luckily my parents were babysitting the princess that day since she was sick and they were in A/C so they stayed at my sister’s so they could babysit during the day. J called my parents and all my dad heard was ambulance. As is normal for anyone, he panicked. (There’s a reason, but I am not going into in now. I am sure I mentioned it before, if not, just ask) He left immediately and came to pick me up, except he missed the part that I was at work and not home. So he went to my house. He didn’t bring my house key and I wasn’t answering but before he broke my door (yeah, he would have) he did a stop and think and called my cell, where I proceeded to tell him I was at work. My dad has the best sense of direction of anyone I know. He is one of those people that says meet at the southwest corner and you’re like wha??? So when he said he knew how to get to my office from my house, I believed him. I called him 1/2 hour later, he accidently went to Philly, which is the wrong direction. It took him 1 hour to get to me. He just panicked and lost his mind. It ended up being good that he was lost, since if he had gotten there earlier, he would have seen 3 ambulances and me with an oxygen mask on and probably would have flipped out. (again, a reason)
When he finally got there, he was so relieved that I could breathe and stuff that he just stopped. You know, when you can actually see a person relax.
We went back to my sister’s and I fell asleep. Then I woke up and the Princess wanted to make sure I was ok. But first she had to tell Grandpa that I was ok. She walked me over to him to show him. Apparently, he kept checking on me. (I know I said before that when I lived at home, he checked up on me regularly when I was sick) Then it was nap time for Princess so I laid down with her again and fell asleep some more. While we were sleeping, my mom and dad went to my job to get my car, then take it to my house, then come back to my sisters.
The point, my dad panics when I am sick. Most dads panic when their kid is sick but my dad getting lost is like a normal person forgetting how to breathe. His sense of direction is just there.
One of the reasons I’m still single is because I want someone like my dad. Doesn’t every girl want a boy just like her daddy.
Happy birthday dad.