I’m a Dad. That Doesn’t Mean I’m Not A Parent.
I took my daughter to a routine medical appointment last week, and as I was leaving a woman from the front desk walked up to me and said, in a rather patronizing tone:
“Now, should we contact your wife about scheduling your daughter’s next appointment? Or can you do it?”
I stammered for a second, not sure which of her errors to address first. She had assumed…