My Dad is a Fob

Fifth of Mario

Posted on May 6, 2010 at 01:21pm

My dad, whose name is Mario, just texted my mom, my brother and me the following message:

“Can we do dinner tonight? it’s cinco de mario! Daddy”

My Dad is a Philosopher

Posted on May 5, 2010 at 06:43am

I’ve been struggling with a few aspects in my life, and recently my Dad has been reaching out to bridge the cultural/generation gap. He started to learn how to text and I received a text that read exactly:

“U mom get job anne u is my hope what even do not worry keep happy everydays keep eye on he farway what even u want i am support”

Another night, my dad saw me walking to my car at midnight and thought I was sneaking out when I was only trying to get baseball tickets from a friend. He decided to come with me and then shared his philosophy on life:

“Bitter first, sweet later. Cannot run away!”

I love my dad!

Kababs & Holeween

Posted on October 30, 2009 at 12:54am

My mom wants my dad to lose weight so she has banned red meat in the house. I’m going home after a long time, so my dad excitedly texts me…

Dad: U want Kababs. Pl say yes so that I can eat too!!!!!!!!!
Me: awwww i’ll consider it!
Dad: So its a YeS
Me: let’s not jump to conclusions…
Dad: Iam already thinking abt them, make me hungry. Let’s eat it. With CHATNi
Me: you know i have to post this to my dad is a fob rite?
Dad: common but why
Me: this is too funny
Dad: ok post whereever, but Kababs r in right

later in the conversation…

Dad: So what’s the plan for Holeween

Well Done.

Posted on September 27, 2009 at 11:43pm

I don’t talk to my dad often while I’m in school, but I was panicking about my immense amount of work and, seeking reassurance, had the following text conversation with him:

me: So I should just be able to work all night and get it done, right?

(a minute later)
me: Well?
Dad: I hope so!

(7 minutes later)
Dad: A hole in the ground with water in it.
me: What??
Dad: A well.

What’s for dinner?

Posted on September 6, 2009 at 09:15pm

Conversation with my father, via texts:

Dad: We have decided to go for scrap rice tomorrow. You’ll like it.
Jenny: Dad do you mean crab rice tomorrow?
Dad: And steamed pawn. Its really nice.

dadsfirsttextmessages

Posted on August 27, 2009 at 02:30am

text #1 from dad:
(Yo supYo supYosupYo)Jenfferedadcareyouforeq

my reply:
Wow congratulations! U sent me a text message

text #2 from dad:
Daftthankyouencourgene

Get It On?

Posted on August 18, 2009 at 08:50am

I asked my dad if he remembered my mom’s birthday, which was last week, via text.

Dad: I forgot…
Me: Me too. What should I do? Should I write her an email
Dad: Have some action tonight.

I think he meant “take action”…

ET’s “Come Home” Testing

Posted on August 18, 2009 at 08:46am

My parents and I were on the way back home from the grocery and decided to pick up my little brother from school along the way. Because I was driving, I asked my dad to text my brother asking him to come to the neighborhood next to his school. My dad brought out his reading glasses and was intently texting 15 minutes straight.

My brother comes out of the school laughing with these texts in his inbox:

Dad: Test.
Dad: Come hond.
Dad: Come hood.
Dad: Test.

Battlehawk

Posted on August 10, 2009 at 10:23pm

The picture is of our friend, Shawn, with his temporary mohawk (which he’s going to buzz after this weekend). He sent the picture to his dad via a text message, and this was his dad’s text response:

“What up! Are u going to indian war?”

Hapyness x2

Posted on August 7, 2009 at 08:37pm

My dad is pretty adept at using his cell phone, but rarely texts. My mom can barely make a phone call on one. My dad texted me this on my last birthday:

hapy birfday

Ten seconds later, to my surprise, I got a text from my mom. I opened it and read this:

hapy birfday