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Tuesday, June 03, 2008

Why Parents Drink

The boss wondered why one of his most valued employees
was absent but had not phoned in sick one day. Needing
to have an urgent problem with one of the main
computers resolved he dialed the employee's home phone
number and was greeted with a child's whisper. "Hello?"

"Is your daddy home?" he asked.

"Yes" whispered the small voice.

"May I talk with him?"

The child whispered "No."

Surprised and wanting to talk with an adult the boss
asked "Is your Mommy there?"


"May I talk with her?"

Again the small voice
whispered "No."

Hoping there was somebody with whom he could leave a
message the boss asked "Is anybody else there?"

"Yes," whispered the child "a policeman."

Wondering what a cop would be doing at his employee's
home the boss asked "May I speak with the policeman?"

"No he's busy." whispered the child.

"Busy doing what?"

"Talking to Daddy and Mommy and the Fireman." came the
whispered answer.

Growing more worried as he heard a loud noise in the
background through the ear piece on the phone the boss
asked "What is that noise?"

"A helicopter." answered the whispering voice.

"What is going on there?" demanded the boss now truly

Again whispering the child answered, "The search team
just landed a helicopter."

Alarmed, concerned and a little frustrated the boss
asked, "What are they searching for?"

Still whispering the young voice replied with a
muffled giggle...

"ME ."

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