(My dad and I have a rather sarcastic relationship. I’m 41, female, and have never been married. As a result, I’ve been having the following conversation with him for the past 20 years. Twenty years old:)
Dad: “So, not married?”
Me: “Dad! I’m still in college! And 20! And… NO!”
Dad: “What if I put $20 and a ladder outside your window?”
Me: “…”
(Twenty-five years old:)
Dad: “I’m thinking of upping things to $25.”
Me: “…”
Dad: “…”
Me: “Really?”
(Thirty years old:)
Dad: “It’s now $50. Desperate times…”
Me: “Uh… I don’t even live in the same time zone.”
Dad: “…”
Me: “Really?!”
(Thirty-five years old:)
Dad: “Hmmm… Maybe $100 will do it?”
Me: “There’s nothing wrong with not being married!”
Dad: “…”
Me: “Seriously?! How about you give me the $100, and you can keep the ladder?”
(Forty-one years old:)
Dad: “The ladder’s still there, but now it’s a blank check.”
Me: “OH, MY GOD! I DON’T EVEN LIVE ON THE SAME COAST!”
(Later the same day:)
Me: “So, my dad has been joking about putting a ladder and some money outside my window because I’m still not married. It used to be $100, but now it’s a blank check.”
Significant Other: “A blank check, you say? What’s his return policy?” *speculative smirk*
Me: *facepalm*