quoth the cultural barbarian
Jan. 13th, 2004 10:12 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
theladyroseMy father is lying on the bed reading something that looks suspiciously like a Keck curricuum book.
Me: What's that?
Dad: Guess
I ponder for a moment.
Me: Homework? But I thought you graduated from college already. Is there something I don't know about it?
Dad: Job interview.
Me: Ah. Slight pause Whatever that is, it looks scary.
Dad: It's the stuff that I did 4 years ago. I'm relearning it.
Me: It still looks scary. Do you plan on reading all of it by tonight?
Dad: I hope to skim through all of it by Thursday. I'm about halfway through now.
Me: Which reminds me, I better go do my French homework.
Mom as she turns away from the computer where she's been checking e-mail for the last ten minutes: Sometimes the less you know the better.
Me: So you want me to grow up ignorant? I'm allowed to fail all of my finals then? Hopeful look on face
Mom: No. I mean that you're a cultural barbarian.
She retreats to the bathroom, which strangely enough has no door to it and is carpeted like the bedroom. I still don't know why. I'm miffed that she's stolen my special phrase.
Me: Mom!
Waiting for her to come out as my father chuckles in the background.
Me (again): 'For heaven's sake, pay attention to me!' I'm trying to villify you!
Dramatic exit on my part as both of my parents are laughing at me.
Ha! The so-called cultural barbarian can at least quote from The Lion in Winter. Isn't that vaguely culturally enriching? I really need to stop alluding/quoting/talking about that movie/play all the time. It must be annoying for everyone besides Kerstin.
Me: What's that?
Dad: Guess
I ponder for a moment.
Me: Homework? But I thought you graduated from college already. Is there something I don't know about it?
Dad: Job interview.
Me: Ah. Slight pause Whatever that is, it looks scary.
Dad: It's the stuff that I did 4 years ago. I'm relearning it.
Me: It still looks scary. Do you plan on reading all of it by tonight?
Dad: I hope to skim through all of it by Thursday. I'm about halfway through now.
Me: Which reminds me, I better go do my French homework.
Mom as she turns away from the computer where she's been checking e-mail for the last ten minutes: Sometimes the less you know the better.
Me: So you want me to grow up ignorant? I'm allowed to fail all of my finals then? Hopeful look on face
Mom: No. I mean that you're a cultural barbarian.
She retreats to the bathroom, which strangely enough has no door to it and is carpeted like the bedroom. I still don't know why. I'm miffed that she's stolen my special phrase.
Me: Mom!
Waiting for her to come out as my father chuckles in the background.
Me (again): 'For heaven's sake, pay attention to me!' I'm trying to villify you!
Dramatic exit on my part as both of my parents are laughing at me.
Ha! The so-called cultural barbarian can at least quote from The Lion in Winter. Isn't that vaguely culturally enriching? I really need to stop alluding/quoting/talking about that movie/play all the time. It must be annoying for everyone besides Kerstin.
