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Another tale of Dining With the Dad:

I was over at Dad’s house showing him how to make yogurt AND putting some software on his machine. Now, Dad knows computers, especially Apples, having worked on computers since the early 60s and Apples ever since they have been available to the general public. Me installing anything on his machines is really odd.

But he is almost completely blind and is very deaf. So, simple installations are challenging to him. Plus, he started back when there were quite a few hoops to jump through. He has no idea how easy it is nowadays. But, I digress.

Dad decides he wants a hamburger for supper. We go to Wendy’s. When we pull into the parking lot, he instructs me to park in from, “Go right here.” He pointed to a row of slots on my left. Sadly, they were slanted in opposition to my line of traffic.

I tell him I’ll drive around the building to come in from the slanted position.

He doesn’t see the problem with parking now, but there you are. As I begin to drive around, he says, “Sure, go around. You could go around three times and then park. It’s up to you.”

hehehehe.

I gleefully execute one circuit. Then, I begin another. He starts to say, “Hey! You missed ...”.

I shout, “One!” He realizes why I’m going around again. I am giggling uncontrollably as I drive.

After the end of the second circuit, I pull in and park. We go in and eat. FWIW, DO NOT GET A SALAD AT WENDY’S. HOW ANYONE CAN SCREW UP LETTUCE AND CHICKEN CUBES, I WILL NEVER KNOW. We finish are meal and start to leave.

I pull out of the slot and proceed to the exit. We’re almost there. I execute a left turn to go around the building again.

Dad says, accompanied by my guffaws, “YOU JUST COULDN’T HELP YOURSELF, COULD YOU?”

I reply, “THREE!”