When dad moved to Geneva and started frequenting the local McDonald's I made an effort to get him to hang out at a better establishment; God help me what that might be in Geneva. Constant kidding and not so subtle suggestions that he find a more suitable place to spend his days "working" were unsuccessful. I thought about my failed efforts today while I was sitting there with my ice tea in hand, stack of newspapers at my side in the local..... McDonald's; that's right I've become dad, minus the smarts, money and degree. And unlike dad's social aspect of going to McDonald's to talk to people I go for the exact opposite reason. No one talks to me and there is nothing to do except read... and re-fill my cup from time to time.
Chris
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