Independence fail
August 17th, 2008 at 9:01am |
It’s always fun when your dad gets a poke in you because you call him for helping you with your windshield wiper blades, even though he lives 2,200 miles away.
“Get somebody to do it for you,” he tells me. “You’re a woman. Play that up. Make them do it.”
“I hinted around, Dad. The girl at [...]
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