Last Night
Phone Call
Me: So I was getting out of the truck and my foot slipped into a sewer lid rut, and there I was, hobblin around the store for a bit.
Dad: Mhm.
Me: Then when I was helping the worker get the table into the truck, my left hand hit the door and I cracked my finger and pinched it too.
Dad: Mhm.
Me: Then when I was helping mom carry the table in, I was the one who was walking backwards-
Dad: Horrible idea.
Me: I know! But when mom was getting herself on the steps, the table rocked and my thumb got wailed between the doorway and the table.
Dad: Jesus Christ Ruthie!
Me: I know, now my hand hurts so bad, I wanna scream!!
Dad: Welp, now I can say that you're our kid alright!! No kid is more of a klutz than our kid!!
Me: *giggles* Hey!
Dad: Alright, I'll talk to you later.
Me: Okay.
Dad: *chuckling* Just don't...hurt yourself or break yourself anymore.
Me: Okay.
Dad: Granted you're gonna be sitting in a car tomorrow for 3 to 4 hours, so what harm can ya do?
Me: Mistake a bee for a fly and hit it with my hand.
Dad: ....
Me: You asked, I answered.