My Father Had His Way Of Fixing Problems

My Dad did not like this boy from school. He started asking me out and he let me know that either I ended it or he would. This was back in time when home rotary dials ruled the day. We were all in the den watching TV when the phone rang. My father answered before any of us could get to the phone. "Yes she is here but she can't come to the phone", a pause while he stared at me, and then "I believe she is taking a shit".

It was over. I heard thru a friend of mine that the image of me on the throne ruined it for him.