Apr 01, 2003 22:16
oh. my. god.
yet another example of how fucking embarassing my dad is.
so david comes. i answer the door, let him in. he goes int eh living room, where my dad is lying on the sofa. my dad doesnt get up. doesnt offer him a seat. i run back into the study an close the door because i don't wnat to bepart of teh embarassment...in addition to me being shy or wahtever. likewise, harish runs into his room and locks his door. years of experience. so my dad asks him if he can do the papers and he'll sign them. he says thats fine. he asks about three times if theres a table he can use. and my dad says yeah each time...but donest get up. so after the third time, david realizes that he's goign to have to fidn a table himself. so he walks out of the living room and finds a table in the kitchen, sits down, and is doing stuff. jesus christ...can we say no manners??????????????? so my mom comse in and tells him to come voer there cuz davids asking or something...in hindi. my dad says he wants her to amke some sort of dessert. and then she says it again, and he says, why do you care-i asked you for somethign sweet-i took care of him already.
wow.