One partner plans an 18-hole golf round on Father's Day and asks the other to watch the kids, estimating they'll be back between 5:30 and 6 PM. They'll grab a drink after. The other mentions new pottery grips they're working with.
All right, love.
You got us a tea time?
Uh, no, these are my clubs.
Yeah, it's Father's Day.
Well, I just know you've been so busy this week, so I know you wanna stay with the kids.
Where are you going?
I'm gonna go play golf.
Oh, 9 holes? That's cool.
9? No. Who would ever play 9?
Well, when are you gonna be back?
Um, I don't know, like 5?
18, 4 hours? Hmm, seems a little bit late.
I know, but you know, Sarah and Jane, like, they're a little bit slower, and then you never know if I'm gonna get behind someone who's slow, and I just can't really be sure when I'm gonna be home, but— So like 5:30? No, like maybe 6. We'll probably have a drink after together, but you just enjoy your time with the kids.
Yeah, but I just got my pottery grips. Like I—
I know, I have a Father's Day. Yeah, it's fantastic though. Like I'm so excited that you get this time with the kids. I'm gonna go do my 18 because we don't do 9. We do 18. Toodaloo.
