I'm father of the week at my son's school. I'm nervous. I have to speak to them for about 15 minutes about what I do for a living and what my son and I like to do together. I have no problems with public speaking, and if fact do so regularly to high ranking senior officials at work. But there's something a little intimidating about 10 5-year olds with no attention span. I have no idea what to say. Plus, all year long, my son has come home with cool chotchkies from the various places of employment from the other Father's of the Week...I ordered some cool piggy banks from the online employee store, but they haven't arrived yet. So, I sent my wife to WalMart to put together some seriously loaded candy bags, hoping that the candy will distract from the fact that I have no cool stuff from my job.
dhead arrrrrrggggghhhhhhh