The house slowly rumbled as the garage door opened and I started to think to myself “ Dad’s home.” So, I casually walked up the stairs of our secluded home in the middle woods. As I reached the top of the steps, I heard the beep of a very annoying alarm system. “Hey dad!” I muttered nerveously, thinking that he was going to get after me again about something being wrong with the way something looks inside the house.
Unexpectedly my dad said, “Hey chief. How are you?” the same thing that he usually says to people that he knows, but forgets their names. Trying to keep things as short as possible I said, “ I’m good, but I need to take out the trash though.” So, I bagged up the smelly trash and walked outside in what seemed a mile to put
the smelly trash into an even smellier trash.
Just as I approached the third step he gestured a quick “ leaving so soon?” Thinking on my toes I said, “ I have quite a bit of homework I had to do and I was planning on going out later tonight so, I was going to do it so I won’t have to think about it later.”
After I regained my senses, I was sent on about fifty other missions that just showed me how lazy he really was and I think that the most amazing thing that happened was that he didn’t even use half of the things that he sent me to get. Instead he went to sleep and slowly things went back to normal for me but, when the 40-year-old shiny-headed giant wakes, I’m sure the barrage of missions will return and hopefully I will be ready.