When I was 15 my father drove me to my first date, he told me that he would pick me up at 8:00pm. We went to Starbucks. 7:45pm comes around I am looking out the window and who do I see? Yup it was him alright. But he doesn’t stay in the car – he comes in.

Meanwhile the guy I’m with has no clue what’s going on. I am turning colors not listening to a word he is saying. First my father orders a coffee [oh crap he’s getting ready to sit down] Then he takes a spot right near me behind the guy, Giving me the one eye blink and the thumbs up. I was ready to die. Its 8:00pm and I am prepare, I know what going to happen next…. Sure enough he walks over – "You guys having a good time? I’ll be waiting in the car honey when ever you’re ready"

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!