I’ve arrived!
I was shunned by my son the other day for trying to engage him in a “fist bump” while at a school function only to hear him say, “Not here, Dad”. Under interrogation, I later found out I wasn’t considered cool enough to be exchanging any type of younger generation greeting.
My gut reaction was to remind him just exactly how cool I am, and to also find out why he no longer thought of me as a trendy father. Here is what I learned.
His basis for labeling me as “not cool”:
- Happily married
- Stable Job
- My Willingness to hug in public
- I drive a four-door sedan instead of 2-door sports car
- I can spell ABBA
- I wear a belt with my pants
- We’ve had extensive education talks about sexuality and character in our home.
- My wife and I occasionally dance in the kitchen.
- We insist they not watch some of the more popular TV shows and commercials.
- I check the history in all our computers and insist his mother and I know all his passwords.
It turns out that I like life a lot more as a dork than I did as someone trying to be all the rage.
Was he ever surprised this past week when I couldn’t wait for Kid Rock to perform Born Free at the NFL Kickoff Show. By the way, we did fist bump after Kid Rock was done.




























