Dave Needs a Job

 

One day, when I was the summer camp director at the YWCA, there was a kid who kept acting up.  I had already spoken to his dad a couple times and the kid had improved, but he still wasn't meeting my and his parents' expectations.

 

He did something during the day and I got fed up with him so I told him that I would be speaking to his father at the end of the day.

 

At the end of the day I was in my office doing paperwork.  Will brought the kid in crying.

 

"Are you supposed to talk to his father or something?" Will asked.  "When he heard his father was here to pick him up, he just burst out crying."

 

I had forgotten.  The kid gave himself away.

 

Hehehe.