This is probably one of the better Father's day threads, even if it wasn't meant that way.
Didn't have much connection with my dad. He had 2 master's degrees. I was always a worker. I did inherit his brains and probably his work ethic, to a point. Rarely saw him, growing up. He worked alot. 7 to 4, home for a nap, then 5 to 9, at least.
About the end of 9th grade, I figured out, school isn't a hard thing. I could do that easy and still work 40 hours a week.
Now, my son has worked with me for years. He works harder than I do, these days. I try to convince him to slow down. He didn't get my IQ, or my dad's IQ, but he can out work anyone I've ever met.
Now to reality. I push him, to find a better life. A better job. One with benefits and retirement. He resists, and I understand, because I've been there. Traded in my tie and dress shoes long ago. Sure, I won't have as easy of a life, but I can't be in an office. Hopefully, one day, I can convince him to take one of many jobs he's been offered, that has benefits.
Of course, as I type this, I'm sitting in my office. What I never liked, but here I am.
Dad only gave me one compliment in my entire life. It was toward the end. Don't be that father.
