Does that surprise you? We both grew up listening to how unacceptable we were. You hear that enough, you exert the only control you have over it-you jump their comment (potential though it may be) with your own and take the wind out of their sail.

I do that with my dad to this day. I swear to god it disappoints him to lose an opportunity to verbally gut me.

Whatevs.

I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up, but I know I want it to be spelled right and punctuated correctly. I guess that’s something.

I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up, but I know I want it to be spelled right and punctuated correctly. I guess that’s something.