He rushed past me this evening outside Trinity, this man that I used to know to see about the place. Walking his dog, chatting with neighbours, having a moustache. He'd see me seeing him, salute me and sometimes stop to talk.
A nice man, I always thought. A nice lad, he probably thought.
Tonight he turned his head in the first time seeing me for three odd years. No hello. Not even a nod but a passive aggressive and speedy ignorance.
Fathers can be so funny about their daughters.
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Oh, damn blogs---if only we were in a pub so I could pull up a chair, buy you a round or three and demand this story, right NOW.
(loved 'having a moustache' btw)...
Radge, did I misread, or did you just refer to this poor man's daughter as a dog? No wonder he rushed past you.
Susan - I'd happily divulge given a few drinks.
Meadow - She called me worse.
Shame, he could have been your golf buddy if things had gone oh so differently.
Is he the father of the four-month dalliancee?
Oh and yes, we can be SO v e r y f u n n y about our daughters.
Red - Pitch and putt would have been the height of it.
Conan - Nah, a different person entirely.
Ha har!
You ol' devil Radge.
ho ho ho, yes, as conan says, we can be soooo funny.
which is probably why my daughter doesn't bring people past my house. that and her assertion that i'd 'scare the shit out of them', something she says with a weariness that makes me die a bit every time i hear it.
i hate the nod, the nod is what i do and it makes me look like some weird person who's headbanging to the sound of traffic
I should really have called this post 'Lock Up Your Daughters'.
The fuck is 'No time of day'???
dude, you're not his daughter; in fact, you're a different guy's son...so what's the prob?
You should have just grinned and given him the ole' Groucho eyebrows.
Men can be such **bastards** around other men's daughters.
I think he was just enraged when he saw the glory of YOUR moustache and stormed past, his mind fixed on getting home to his jar of styling wax at home.
at home.
5X - Where?
And then when men reproduce and have a daughter, they spend the next 18 years trying to protect her from "their kind". :)
Oh, it's the same with over-protective mammies. Or maybe they're jealous. Ugh, reverse Oedipus.
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