younger years

This was like..age 8

Dad: Hello?

Me:Hi dad! Its me! Will you tell me a story?

Dad: What?! I'm at work! I don't have time to tell you a story now! I'm very busy! Get off the phone. I"m expecting important calls.

Me: Ok dad. I'll just stay here quietly growing up at an unbelievable rate, never spending much special time with my own dad, who's always working.

Dad: Right, right. This is the story of...um..the hydraulic pump (Fig. 1) the wheel shaft (Fig. 2) and the evil patent infringement.

me: No no, a good story!