I’m linking up for Mama Kat’s writer’s workshop. The prompt is “write about a time your child embarrassed you in public.” Since I don’t have a child, I decided to write about a time my dad embarrassed me. I’m fudging the prompt a bit, deal with it 🙂
I was 12 years old and my dad couldn’t be more embarrassing. He would pull out an old driver’s license which showed hair past his shoulders. He would show up and, God forbid, talk to my friends. He would wear socks that didn’t match, and show people. He was downright humiliating. The worst part was, everyone else thought he was funny! Didn’t anyone see what I saw?
To prefice what happened this Saturday night, you have to know a little about me in middle school. When I was in middle school our church youth group was very small and tight. We would often get together for games on Saturday nights, or after youth group. One of our favorite things to do was watch The Princess Bride. To this day I still can quote the whole movie because I watched it so many times! On this particular night we were at the house of a volunteer, playing Balderdash. It was fun, and when it was time to go home , I called my house for a ride. My dad showed up shortly after, because we only lived down the street.
I got up to let him in and he walked into the room. Wearing an eye mask and proclaiming he was the Dread Pirate Roberts.
My friends never let me live that night down, at least for a few years. To this day, my dad is still known as “Cool Mr. Steve” to many of my childhood friends. The difference? I now look back and laugh at the so-called humiliations and imagine the fun and silly ways my own husband may embarrass our future children.
Oh and dad? I love you, too.