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Is That Hussy Your Daughter?!

(Best of 2008…July, 2008)

One of the nights that it was just me and my dad at home, he suggested that we go to the pool hall that’s near our house. In the 5 years that we’ve lived in this area, he hasn’t stepped foot in there. I did once on a semi-date. It’s also been too long since my dad and I Just did something together so I was all for it. When we drove up, my dad said that he saw a coworker’s car in the parking lot. I asked him if he changed his mind and he said, “No, let’s go in.” He’s a pretty private person and doesn’t like to mix up his work life with his private life. One of the cars he saw belonged to his boss’ older sister. His boss also happens to be his best friend of 14 years.

So we went in (After my ID was checked) and it was PACKED inside. I grabbed a table while my dad went and got the balls. *snicker* When he got back , I asked him if he saw anyone and he said “No. Maybe they went to Lucky’s” My dad and I are like two peas in a pod. We get along really well and there’s never any stress between us so we actually had a pretty kick ass time. At one point, he started dancing to the music…if it was anyone else, it might’ve terrified them but my dad is pretty damn cool and is one of the best dancers I know. (OK, he was 50 lbs ago but the man can still move)

So after about 2.5 hours, we were ready to go home. My dad had to make a pit stop so I waited for him by the door. The cute bouncer tells me I don’t look happy so I say I’m tired cuz I gotta work tomorrow. The CUTER bouncer that I’ve been checking out ALL night comes up and says

“Well, I gotta work tomorrow too but look, I’m smiling so smile!”

So I did..then he goes…

“Want me to tell your boyfriend to hurry the fuck up?”

“Uh that’s my dad”

“I didn’t pay attention to who you were with but want me to tell your dad to hurry the fuck up?”

*giggle* (God I’m such a girl sometimes) “No, that’s OK, thanks”

He winks.

I die.

Dad gets outta the bathroom and I have to pull the “What, I wasnt flirting face” and we go home.

Fast forward to past Sunday morning. We were having coffee after breakfast and he says “Oh by the way, N and them were at the pool hall that night.”

“Did they not see us?”

“No…they did. They didn’t wanna come say hi because you were with me.”

“Why not?” It takes about 30 seconds for it to hit me and I say “Oh my god, N doesn’t know what I look like, does she?”

“Nope.”

“So she thought…”

“Yup.”

And we both bust out laughing.

“Did you TELL her?”

“Yeah. She was embarrassed”

So for a few days, my dad’s boss’ older sister thought that I was some little hussy he went out with while his wife was out of the country.

God I love my life.

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  • MikeC December 23, 2008, 9:15 am

    That, my friend, was a great story. Enjoyed the read. I don’t think that has ever happened to me. Then again, Im a guy.

    MikeC’s last blog post..Get Your First Job

  • perpstu December 23, 2008, 11:28 am

    BWAHAHAHA! You may now refer to yourself as your father’s “niece.” 😉

  • Thing December 23, 2008, 12:16 pm

    I always had fun people watching at the mall trying to guess which pairings are father/daughter and not.

  • Cassie December 23, 2008, 1:30 pm

    I would say that you ARE a hussy, but I’m being nice today!!! hahahahah

    AND that’s still funny!!!

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