Is this real life?
So in his thrice-yearly phone call, my father and I are discussing the upcoming Canadian election. And by "discussing" I mean I am ranting about how much I hate Harper and he is laughing at me from his Conservative tower or something. Anyway, as part of my futile effort to justify to him my liberalness, I explain how as an aspiring academic I am doomed to never ever ever have steady employment or real money if Harper gets his way.
Father: Maybe you should break your moral code and publish a smutty novel for a quick buck.
Me: You know I basically already do that, right? Only on the Internet, for free.
APPARENTLY HE DID NOT KNOW THAT.
/He asked me to name the website. I just said "no."
Father: Maybe you should break your moral code and publish a smutty novel for a quick buck.
Me: You know I basically already do that, right? Only on the Internet, for free.
APPARENTLY HE DID NOT KNOW THAT.
/He asked me to name the website. I just said "no."