Sunday, August 7, 2016

The Door

Periodically when I call Curtis to ask what he's up to, he tells me he's been working on this door.  Its not his own door but one that goes with some "job" he's working on.  I'm not sure what the deal is with it really.  He's been "working" on it for a long time now.  He also has a ton of excuses as to why he can't work on it...either its too hot, too cold, or its raining.  Apparently the weather conditions in East Texas have to be really prime to work on said door.  Anyway, I called him tonight and this topic came up once again so I had to call him out.

Me:  What did you do today?

Curtis:  Not much of nuthin.  Too hot.  I did work on that door.  Sanded it a little bit.

Me:  I don't know what you're going to do with all your time once that door is finished.

Curtis:  What do you mean?

Me:  You've been working on it for a year now.

Curtis:  It has not been a year!

Me:  Its been a really long time dad.  Aren't the people wondering where their door is?

Curtis:  They live in Dallas.

Me:  .....  um, what does that have to do with anything?

Curtis:  They don't really get down here much.

Me:  Yeah but if it were me, at some point I'd turn to Jacob and say, "Hey, whatever happened with that guy we hired to re-do our door?  Its been, like, a year."

Curtis:  It has NOT been a year, Lesley!


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