We had friends over for a game night recently. One of our guests was Phil. He relayed a story of having met the San Diego Chargers’ quarterback Philip Rivers… for the second time. You see, he had met this preeminently famous San Diegan once before and, on the second meeting, forgot. his. name. Mind you, this friend’s name is Phil. The quarterback’s name is Phil-ip. You’d think that would be memorable to a Phil, right? But not only, on his second meeting, did he ASK PHILIP RIVERS HIS NAME!!!!! But then he asked, “So, what do you do for a living?”
Bahaha! I can only hope Philip Rivers found it refreshing to be unknown by someone around here.
Phil (not Rivers) also had this story to share: (the guy’s a real trooper.) He would frequently sing to his daughter at bedtime. One night he asked her if she’d like a song. She declined. He inquired why. (Rookie mistake.)
She responded, “Because when you sing, it makes God sad.”
Have your kids ever insulted you? What am I saying? Of course they have! Please, do share. And btw, please no cracks about Philip Rivers’ football skills. He’s a good guy. Be nice.