Ludic Dreams

Why do I want to be a father, eventually? Check out this exchange last night at 12:45.

I come home after hanging out with some friends. As is customary, I just slightly open the door, find out if everyone is home, say good night and all. My father has just rearranged the room so the bed is on the other side, away from the door. Check the script;

Me: Goodnight, dad. Everyone home?

Dad: Yeah.

Me: Alright, I’ll lock the door.

Dad:(brief silence). Y’know, I heard you come in, I was going to stand on the other side of the door and scare you.

Me: . . . .

Dad: . . . .

Me: Love you, Good night.

-F9