Will I Ever Hear The TV Again?
I am sitting here on the couch. Relaxing after a hard day’s work. It has been a long week. I have changed bosses and moved offices and the adjustment has been difficult on me. I am sinking into my chair.
I am relaxing. As I sit in my easy chair waiting for the Kansas City Royals game to come on. I’m seeing a timeline and in and out points from editing video all day. I’m looking forward to watching this game even though I am not your typical Royals fan. I root for them only because I am from Kansas City.
I turn the TV. The game comes on. You can see the excitement that the fans from Kansas City had at the game, I am taking in the excitement. It is something residents of Kansas City haven’t seen in 29 years!
Out of the corner of my eye I see Mrs. Rookie Dad working on her homework and I see the Rookie pull out his Batman doll. I smile and sense a peaceful evening as I watch the game.
Suddenly, out of nowhere, the Kid raises his voice, and starts to make flying sounds. His voice gets even louder as he talks in his batman voice.
I don’t have the TV up loud because I want to respect Mrs. Rookie Dad as she studies. As the Rookie gets louder, I creep the volume up on the TV up just a bit. All I want to do is hear just how awful the announcing for TBS during the playoffs are. Don’t ask me why I am interested in this but I am.
The Rookie starts to run around the house talking and making his flying noise. His feet hit the tile in our kitchen like a rock. The pounding of his feet just add to the noise level of batman talking and flying.
Little did I realize that I was turning up the TV during this entire time. Mrs. Rookie Dad had had enough. She asked me to turn the TV down to which I replied, “I can’t hear it!”
She responded that the Rookie is playing so nicely, which he was but I wanted to hear the game. I explained in probably the best way possible (Mrs. Rookie Dad might say it differently) that this is playoff baseball and I want to be able to hear and watch the sounds and sights of the game.
Now, let me say, that I have an incredibly understanding wife who then asked the Rookie to play just a bit quieter. In which he responded with an ironically loud, “I WILL!!!”
His response made me wonder, if I would ever hear the TV again?