Today my dad had a lot of unfortunate things happen to him.
Couldn't get work done at work when he has deadlines because even if he doesn't like it he's a people magnet and everyone comes into his office to talk to him... (not so sure that's unfortunate).
Was trying to be nice to his superior and received an "F you" in return.
Has exercise in the morn and realized he packed all his exercise gear away to get shipped out.
Drove all the way to work (mom, I and the pups went along with him) to see if he had some gear stashed away in his locker and was tempted to steal. He even thought up what he would say to us (to make it seem it was his and he found it).
Yet, he didn't steal.
He didn't lie.
You wanna know what he did?
He laughed.
In fact, right now, him and my mom are singing. They're singing to the Lord... I can hear it all the way up to my room.
My dad once asked me, "Katherine, what's the difference between a bad day and a good day?"
I said, "Your attitude."
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