A simple mistake can ruin a life. But sometimes, we’re lucky enough that our mistakes turn into something very different.
A reddit user’s story about his daughter’s boyfriend reflects this fact.
(English is not my native language. Please be kind)
Dad here. One morning I came down the stairs, seeing this exact scene—my 17 year old with a young man, asleep after what must have been a night of ‘hard labour’. I very quietly made breakfast, went back upstairs and told my wife, son and other (youngest) daughter to be very quiet because people were still asleep. Our dinner table is on the other side of the room, about 20 feet from the couch but right in front of it. We all sat down and I yelled “YOUNG MAN.”
Never ever have I seen someone wake up and move from horizontal to vertical that fast.
“Breakfast is ready!” I said with a tone as if I gladly would suck his soul out of his body. Through his left ear. I pulled out the chair beside me. “Sit!” my family silent. staring at their plates. not even twitching.
It must have been the hardest 20 feet for a butt naked youngster to cross. After he put on his clothes, which lay beside the dinner table, he sat down. My son (6’4″) patted him on the shoulder looked him in the eyes, sighed and shook his head. By now he was really, really nervous. You could almost smell it.
In my best Russian accent: “My friend, I’m going ask you a question. the answer you give is very important….for you.” At this point he was sweating.