Okay, before you delve into any of the other new things I’ve written, I’ll need to clarify something: today, my Pawpaw came to go visit my dad’s new work and ride around with him for a while; I went along. After an hour driving there, and another hour driving to a training session thing dad had to attend at two o’clock (we arrived at the ripe hour of twelve thirty) after waiting around for a while, the meeting commenced. “It will be about an hour.” my dad said. My grandfather and I were dismayed. We hadn’t planned for this.
The hour long meeting lasted for two hours at least: my grandfather and I sat in a boring breakroom like two jailmates. But, having procured a pen and notebook, I produced the following two posts, (against my own standards of writing, I might add).