Had an interesting exchange with Michael Davidson this morning on Facebook:
Sam: Â Barely moving so far today. Always been a slow starter.
Michael: me too.
Michael: on my third cup of coffee… the first two haven’t kicked in. hoping the third will.
Sam: Â My first is sitting in the kitchen. All I have to do is get up and go get it. Haven’t yet.
Michael: don’t you still have kids at home, or have they all left the nest? yell for one of them to get it.
Sam: Â One is still here, but 16 year old modern girls don’t appreciate such requests.
Michael:Â true. guess you’re on your own.
Something I didn’t mention here is that not only did my wife make that cup of coffee for me, but she reminded me, after noticing how immobile I was for quite some time — that “The coffee’s ready!”
Moments after Michael and I had this conversation, my daughter entered the room.
“Call my cellphone,” she said. “I can’t find it.”
Well, the cellphone was a couple of feet away, on the coffee table.
“There it is,” I said. “You call it.”
She tried, then gave me the phone.
“It’s not calling. You do it.”
That’s when I seized the opportunity.
“I will if you get me a cup of coffee,” I said.
“No way,” she said. “That’s not a fair trade.”
See what I mean, Michael?
(BTW, I’m proud of my daughter)