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apparently some people need it spelled out more slowly than others

Pops came by the house tonight — even though he went to a completely different meeting — to invite me out to dinner (no, for a zillionth time), inform me that he’s jealous I’m going kayaking with The Tan Man on Saturday (fair enough), express his insecurity because I was discussing “literature” (uh, Jonathan Kellerman…) with The Moustache Man, tell me that he was “looking forward” to me “sharing [my] cultural expertise” with him (uh, hello?), and inquire — yet again — “whether [he has] a chance.” Why do I feel as though we’ve already had this conversation before? Oh, I know. Because we have.

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