bbendick - July 23rd, 2003

There's a fairly standard job interview question that goes something like this, "Describe a frustrating experience for you and how you dealt with it."

Over the last few years, I've developed a fairly conclusive answer to that, one of my most frustrating experiences.

"Man on 1st and 3rd, nobody out, and we don't score any runs. I deal with it by yelling profusely at the television along with some moaning and grumbling."

There's a fairly standard job interview question that goes something like this, "Describe a frustrating experience for you and how you dealt with it."

Over the last few years, I've developed a fairly conclusive answer to that, one of my most frustrating experiences.

"Man on 1st and 3rd, nobody out, and we don't score any runs. I deal with it by yelling profusely at the television along with some moaning and grumbling."

We're sitting around planning the day and my wife suggests we go to the mall playground.

"Yay!" my daughter proclaims. "Can we see the clothes horse?"

I have no clue what she means, but jokingly (because she is anything but) say, "Well mommy is a clothes horse."

Mommy, with her best indignant jest tone, says, "No I am not!"

My daughter jumps in to defend her mother, concluding "That's right! Mommy is an open horse!"

We're sitting around planning the day and my wife suggests we go to the mall playground.

"Yay!" my daughter proclaims. "Can we see the clothes horse?"

I have no clue what she means, but jokingly (because she is anything but) say, "Well mommy is a clothes horse."

Mommy, with her best indignant jest tone, says, "No I am not!"

My daughter jumps in to defend her mother, concluding "That's right! Mommy is an open horse!"

We're sitting around planning the day and my wife suggests we go to the mall playground.

"Yay!" my daughter proclaims. "Can we see the clothes horse?"

I have no clue what she means, but jokingly (because she is anything but) say, "Well mommy is a clothes horse."

Mommy, with her best indignant jest tone, says, "No I am not!"

My daughter jumps in to defend her mother, concluding "That's right! Mommy is an open horse!"