Over fifteen years ago - I don't remember exactly how many years - I called my Dad at work and told him that we needed to talk. He noted the serious tone in my voice, and he quickly became the same.
"Daddy, I'm pregnant," I slowly spoke into the phone. There was silence, but not for long . . .
"Okaaayyy. Who is the father?" he carefully asked.
"I'm not sure. I mean, I have a couple of ideas," I regretfully informed him.
"All right. Well . . . what do you want to do?" my Dad continued.
"I don't know, Dad. I just don't know!" my voice cracked.
"Okay . . . well . . . uhhmmm . . ." he stammered.
I then began to laugh my ass off. "April Fool's Day!" I yelled into the phone while carefully dancing around the small living area of my tiny apartment. I had tears in my eyes because I was laughing so hard. Luckily I was young and not about to pee in my pants, but I could barely breathe. I was so proud of myself. I had fooled my dear ol' Dad!
What was *I* thinking?! Karma is a bitch, huh? Oh, the irony.
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4 comments:
That really sucks in retrospect. But it's not karma--not even a sucky April Fools joke warrants this.
Hi, you visited my blog and I am returning the favor. Your post is ironic, but I don't think it's karma... I still hold out hope that the universe is kind, though it has a hell of a sense of humor!!
I think I'm laughing so hard because I know you and your sense of humor. That defines irony. LOL.
Oh, who would have known?
How ironic...and painful.
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