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I might be the worst daughter ever. Who knows, really.
My dad left a VM on my cell while I was at work..."I haven't heard from you in two weeks, you don't love us."
I could see his being sad if it had been two weeks--it had been about 5 days. But, when you're retired I can see how 5 days seems like two weeks.
When I called back, he tried to guilt trip me. I responded, "I don't have time to play on the phone! I'm at work!" At that moment, our receptionist buzzed in a call for me so gladly I didn't have to deal with the fallout from that. When I called back (at lunch!) he was normal.
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