If there was a Son's Day, I think I've found the perfect gift for Genius.
inspiration came to me while standing in line at Orb K. They have a
cardboard display of metal insulated cups. I read them as was waiting on
my put-upon clerk--
WAIT! I must stop to share my
opinion of this clerky behavior! I don't think a clerk on the clock
should sigh heavily when you hand her winners and ask for more
scratch-off tickets. Especially when you do it politely, as in, "I'd
like to trade these in, please, on some more tickets." Especially when
that clerk sits down on two stacked red plastic containers that are (or
were) full of new merchandise for weekly stocking. Especially with the
custom right there, within sigh-detecting range. Sweet Gummi Mary! You
don't have to act like you're diving to the bottom of the Marianas
Trench without an oxygen tank! You're bending over to tear off some
tickets, while sitting down on some convenient containers that aren't
there the other 6 days of the week.
OKAY! Got that out of my system.
cups had some clever, alcohol-related phrases on them. I immediately
thought of Genius. Probably not a good sign, but he DOES have a
good-paying job, and he's punctual and proficient in his work. Perhaps
he'll get out of the college-boy mentality by year's end.
favorite choice for Genius, if there WAS a Son's Day, would be the
silver metal cup with black writing that said, "Shut Up, Liver! You're
Fine." A close second was the one proclaiming, "I Have Mixed Drinks
About Feelings." Heh, heh. I thought that was clever.
We all know there is no Son's Day. Because EVERY DAY is Son's Day!
At least that's the comparable explanation, judging from what my mom used to tell us when we asked why there wasn't a Kid's Day.