My father isn't the most tactful of people. In fact, he is completely void of tact. Come to think of it, I cannot find any desirable qualities in my father's personality. I might give him "firm in his convictions," but that would actually interpret to "a stubborn ass who used to be a lawyer."

A few weeks ago, I thought to myself, "Wouldn't it be hilarious if people asked each other in conversation, 'What sex are you?'" Fodder for the sketch comedy in my head, I suppose. However, yesterday afternoon, my father asked a woman in costume (who was obviously female), "Are you a man or a woman?" He thought she was a man in drag. I thought my ole dad was a few moments away from being sterilized, but the woman glared and went off for a few minutes. He realized the faux pas, and actually ran away!