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I called my 7-year old son to dinner last night, telling him that it was almost ready.
"Just a sec," he said. "Dinnertime," I told him. "Just a sec," he said. "No more," I told him. "I warned you a few minutes ago." Silence, as he continued working on whatever project he was working on. I reached over and took it away from him. "No more secs means NO MORE SECS." As I spoke the words, I realized I sounded just like my wife. |
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I called my 7-year old son to dinner last night, telling him that it was almost ready. "Just a sec," he said. "Dinnertime," I told him. "Just a sec," he said. "No more," I told him. "I warned you a few minutes ago." Silence, as he continued working on whatever project he was working on. I reached over and took it away from him. "No more secs means NO MORE SECS." As I spoke the words, I realized I sounded just like my wife. ![]() ![]() ![]() |
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