My Dad and ‘The Guy From That Movie…’

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I just got off the phone with my dad. A 45-minute conversation.

Our conversation went something like this:

“Hi, dad.”

“I just tried calling you. Your voicemail box is full.”

“Oh, ok. Yeah, I never check it.”

“Someone might want to call you and leave you a message. Gotta check that.”

The only people who call me and leave messages are Walgreen’s pharmacy with an automated message letting me know that my prescription is ready. That’s it. So, not even a person.

“Ok, I will.”

Every conversation with my dad these days involves at least three themes: reminiscing about old times (and asking me if I remember them), commentary on current events & society (“Facebook is not an adequate means of communication. Your generation likes that. I don’t do that Facebook thing. Texting is not talking.”), and objections to the insane weather in Midwest, where he works.

He continued. Thoughts rolling out like waves. The only words I got in edgewise were:

“Uh, huh”, “Yeah,” “You’re right, dad,” “OK, dad,” “Oh, yeah, that is weird,” “I know I should go back to school and get my Master’s.”

Every conversation with my dad these days involves at least three themes: reminiscing about old times, commentary on current events & society, and objections to the insane weather in Midwest...  | 'My Dad and the Guy From That Movie' on The Girl Next Door is Black

Diagram of Maslow’s hierarchy of needs. Source

With a college professor’s cadence, he touched on everything from the legacy he wants to leave in life, to explaining Maslow’s Hierarchy of Needs to me (a concept with which, when he asked, I said I was familiar, but he explained it to me anyway), to how Seahawks’ Quarterback Russell Wilson got married “a tad too early” at 23. However, 49ers’ QB, Colin Kaepernick, can strut down the street with Beats headphones on and be a stud to women ’cause he’s single and therefore potentially attainable.

What is this conversation we are having?

I felt my inner teen threatening an appearance, eyes ready to roll all the way up in my head, familiar thoughts resurfacing in my head like, “God, dad! I’m not a kid, I knooooow!

I hate that I regress like this. I’ll be 50 years old, eyes all the way up in my head, like I’m 13, thinking: “Daaad, I’ve been alive for 1/2 a century now. I know!”

Then he was told me about the shows that film in Chicago like Chicago Fire. Honestly, I was half listening; we were 25 minutes in. I have had a very
busy and stressful few weeks at work and had Ratatouille cued up because my brain couldn’t handle the mentally taxing reality of non-animated fare. I tried watching the latest episode of The Vampire Diaries the night before and I couldn’t even follow the story; that’s how mentally exhausted I am. You know it’s a real “I need to metaphorically lobotomize myself” kind of weekend when even a teen drama about hot vampires is too much.

And then I heard him say, “My buddy and I saw, who’s that guy, from that movie…MagicMagic ‘Something’…MikeMagic Mike?

Magic Mike? CHANNING TATUM?!”

Yeah, him.

I wanted to squeal and church dance. My dad saw Channing Tatum in the flesh! I had so many questions. What did he look like? What was he wearing? I hope a tight blue t-shirt that made his eyes shine like the sun and did serious justice to his pecs. What did he smell like? Was he tall? Were there little singing blue birds trailing behind him? He’s so not my type. And yet…

How has my dad seen Channing Tatum and I haven’t?! That is why I moved to L.A.! To see hot male actors in the flesh! (Oh, you thought I had legit reasons?)

I didn’t squeal though. I kept it chill.

“Oh, him. Yeah, that’s cool.” I mean, ain’t no thing. OMFG! Channing Tatum! My friend, E, just saw him on her flight last month. Why is everyone seeing Channing Tatum but me?

So, what are your thoughts, Keisha?

“Huh?”

Damn! In my Channing reverie I’d checked out and hadn’t realized he’d continued talking. In my fog, I recall hearing the words “cold,” “sub-zero,” and “damn heavy jackets.” I guessed the topic had shifted to the Midwest’s cold weather.

Every conversation with my dad these days involves at least three themes: reminiscing about old times, commentary on current events & society, and objections to the insane weather in Midwest...  | 'My Dad and the Guy From That Movie' on The Girl Next Door is Black

Hi Channing. I loved that scene in “The Vow” when you picked up Rachel McAdams with one arm and swung her around and then you smiled that coy smile. *swoon* No disrespect, JD-T. | Source 

“Oh yeah, that’s really cold! We’ve actually been having an unusually warm winter here. It’s been like 65 and sunny. It’s actually…” I was going to say that we actually finally got some much-needed rain, but he interjected with:

65. Ho ho! That’s like telling a starving man you had a buffet with steak! 65!! What’s the high?

“Um, that is the high. It doesn’t get that hot here.” I laughed, but it’s actually not that funny. I’d like to wear shorts once in a while too, you know, and not have to worry about rushing home to change into pants before nightfall arrives and the temperature drops 20 degrees. Like I’m Cinderella or something, dashing home before she turns back into a fake ugly girl.

65! I tell you….

I could tell he was happy to be on the phone with me. He didn’t outright say that, of course. He’s not the type to skywrite his feelings or Oprah-ize, though he’s certainly become more sentimental with age. Jokes aside, I appreciate these conversations with him. They are endearing. Frustrating at times (and whose conversations with their parents sometimes aren’t?), but endearing. As get older, I become more aware of my parent’s mortality and I value the time I have with them to get to know them as adults.

…find someone you have things in common with. If you marry a slob and you’re neat, it’s not gonna work. Don’t believe in that ‘opposites attract’ business. You understand what I mean, Keisha?

“Uh, huh. Yes, Dad. Often it’s those little quirks you think are ‘cute’ at first, that become the most annoying or tiresome.” See? I know things!

Right. Speaking of dating: how’s that going?

Did I say our conversations revolved around three themes? Well, make that four. 

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2 Comments
  • Laura
    February 24, 2014

    Oh man….I can’t even tell you how poignant and relevant this post is for me to read today. I had a conversation with my dad yesterday and the similarities between our dad phone conversations is 85%. Mostly 85 because there was no mention of Channing Tatum or even weather, but everything else, including my half-tuned out reactions is the same. They mean well, our dads, but I know that my dad still just doesn’t know how to have a conversation with my brother or I without it coming out like a lecture. Granted, given my current job situation, this conversation much more of that and his “well-meaning” advice, but I was making sweet potato biscuits and had heard so much of this particular lecture several times before, applied to nearly every situations I’ve experienced in life. But in the end, I think we both know that we’re our fathers’ daughters to a certain extent, and they’re doing the best they can with what they know, so I’ll give ’em credit for that. 🙂

    Also, Rattaouille is a great movie!

    • thegirlnextdoorisblack
      February 24, 2014

      This is a great comment! Here’s to well-meaning dads who care!

      Ratatouille was really cute. I think I liked “Bolt” better though (I watched that the next day, haha).

      Sweet potato biscuits? Yum!

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