A while back when my kids were babies, I used to take them to work from time to time on Saturdays since it was a short day (4 hours max) and it give Mrs Hammer a break. On this particular Saturday, a co-worker who I couldnt stand was there that and was giving me his usual pompous attitude. The guy managed to always rub me the wrong way. He breaks out a little early and I am almost finsh but my daughter decided to Drop-A-Duece (no relation to PapaDeuce). So since I am the only one left in the office, I change her on my desk. Once done, I decided to put the diaper in my co-workers garbage can, knowing that there would be no clean up on the weekends. Well come Monday morning , that thing was beyond ripe and he alternated facial colors, going from green to red. I sat at my desk just marveling at my little girl as she was able to do what I was having no luck at, pushing this guy to the ledge.
Aah the joys of fatherhood.
Aah the joys of fatherhood.
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