Last Thursday I got to witness two unrelated incidents that made me wanna scream out loud.
One episode involved a man's detached carelessness ... and apparent disregard for his 7-year old daughter's feelings. In his rush to get where he was going, somehow he forgot where he'd left her dog.
OK.
Me? I'd trade his big-buck boat on the spot to get her dog back. But then I'm impractical that way.
The other included a guy and a much younger girl (she was probably 15. Maybe.) who certainly believes this almost-man is exciting, dangerous and living on the edge. Or even worse, that he cares for and is "in love" with her.
Believing The Lie You Wanna Believe is easy.
Heck, what do I know? Maybe he was ... at least for the 25 minutes they were alone before he had to rush her back home.
I'd send the girl an alarm clock if I knew her name and address.
But nah, her wake-up call is already on its way.
