“It will be very expensive. We can get ten cups of coffee at home for the same price of a cup of coffee there.”
Dad has become more concerned about money ever since he retired. Excluding his annual golf membership, of course.
“Don’t worry Dad, I will treat you. Besides, my legs are killing me.”
We go to a cafe around the corner and order two cups of cappuccino.
“How about a piece of cheesecake?” I offer when I see Dad doesn’t plan on ordering anything else.
“At those prices?”
“Still on my treat Dad. You don’t get this special offer every day.”
“Okay.” Dad finally agrees, simply because he doesn’t have the heart to ruin my generous mood.
The cappuccino mugs attract my attention as they are served on my table. A line says, “Beware, Midlife Crisis in Progress.”
This is it! It has taken quite a while for me to find a good description of how Mom and Da are behaving these days. Now it is laid out in front of me. Clear and concise!
I look at Dad, he is also aware of it. I can take it as a joke, but I am afraid Dad may get insulted.
