I came home on leave and took a beer from the fridge. Couple minutes later, I heard him come in the front door, walk into the kitchen, open the fridge and close it. He came out to the porch and saw me drinking his beer. "That's my last beer." he said. I looked at the can. I looked at him. "You don't have anymore?" He looked at me and I saw his jaw tighten. "You don't take the last of a man's anything. Do you understand?" I got up full well knowing I was gonna have to replace a can of Black Label with a case of Heineken.
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Another cool post. He was right of course. And you as we know are a bold man. I would not have ever dared to take a beer uninvited. Even now.
ML
Man, I think we ALL feel chastened now.
Not enough people understand this.
Did any of you have friends who suddenly decided to play pool when it was their turn to pay?
I am with Ben. Wow, I feel like I need to go buy a sixer and beg forgiveness.
The lessons from our dads come when we least expect it. You have a true talent of recalling when those lessons were imparted and you are gracious enough to share the memory.
Fair enough.....
Does anything known to man have more tensile strength than a dad's tightening jaw?
A fundamental rule of living with roommates, as well.
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