Conversations With My Daughter #24

January 2012

My daughter’s latest disregard for the supposed mutual respect in father-daughter relationships: “You’re not Iggy Pop, Daddy, you’re the Fat Controller”.

Me, apparently
Me, apparently

Thus bringing my midlife crisis to a crushing existential defeat before it has even properly begun.

(I don’t even know how she knows about Iggy Pop. Complete mystery. All I know is that for once, it’s not my fault).

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