You know how during your day you have certain people that are your go-to people when you need some gripping conversation? Mine are Bri and my dad. Our job descriptions are vastly different; sometimes I dial without remembering just how different. With Bri I get life’s underbelly and tragedy:
“Just cleaning up some brain matter. What are you doin’?”
“Ew! Just making the kids some…scrambled..eggs..well gotta go!”
With my dad it’s a different story (he’s the crazy guy down below that gives me weird future glimpses of Wyatt). He works in media, which we could argue is also the underbelly and frequently tragic, but the stories he spins usually make me laugh instead of throw up in my mouth. He knows that I find the entertainment facade completely fascinating, and he (unlike me), could not be less impressed by all the hoopla. I think I should have majored in sociology.
So here’s today’s exchange:
“Hey dad, what er ya doin’?”
“Oh, just drove David Archuleta back to his hotel.”
“Oh yeah, who’s that, some new guy at work?”
Note: If you remember, we gave up the el tubo right as the new season of American Idol was starting (more on this later), so I’m completely clueless about who this guy is.
“No, he’s the guy that won American Idol.”
“Oh sweet! Did you talk to him?”
“Oh..you know…I was trying to give him advice on handling bad press.”
“Well, I told him that whenever anyone says anything negative about you, it’s best not to defend it directly, but instead just say something nice about yourself.”
“Hm, good advice.”