Today, one of my coworkers shared part of a conversation he had with his teenage son.
Son: I have rights!
Father: You have the rights I decide you have. I run a benevolent dictatorship.
Son: I don’t know what that means!
This amused me, and got me thinking about other snippets of conversation I’ve overheard:
– at the optometrist:
Woman: These frames are all unisex, aren’t they?
Optician: For women, yes. Men don’t have that luxury.
– at work
Man in hallway: He’s right, but I’m not gonna agree with him!
– also at work
Engineer in break room: The speed of light is just too slow! (Not as sarcasm, as an engineering problem)
– and my favorite, as a man and his two sons left Burger King
Older son (age 7 or so, taunting): Dad, Tommy has an ex-girlfriend!
Tommy (age 4 or so, with great righteous indignation): I do NOT have an ex-girlfriend!
It took all my willpower not to stop the boys and ask them, “What do you think an ex-girlfriend is?”