My dad is a great guy. On Friday night I had to call my dad and gloat. He is a bartender and he knows everyone. He has given me some great advice, great jobs and tickets to countless sporting events over the years from bar customers. I got my current job through one of my dads bar customers.
With his vast knowledge and his connections my dad thinks that he is right almost all of the time. He also thinks his knowledge or connections are "better" than mine or anyone elses My first job was one of the only jobs I got on my own. I saw the ad in MediaPost and got the job. My dad never liked the job and I'm pretty sure its mostly because he didnt get it for me. My current job he did get for me. He is very proud of that. My dad also got me my condo, my car and well just about everything else in life (minus Brett) came from a connection through my father.
On Friday we went to the Celtics game. My dad has been bragging about "Murph's Tickets" for a while now. Murph owns a local bar and always has a large amount of Celtics tickets. Brett and I sat on the floor last year with some free tickets from Murph. When Brett got his own Celtics season tickets my dad quickly compared them to "Murph's Tickets" saying that Murph is probably down on the floor and that if we ever wanted to trade up to Murph's Tickets we could. When we got to the game... who did we see... Murph.... 4 rows down. That's right - Murph is in the balcony with us and only 4 rows better than us in the same exact section! Take that dad!
But seriously... my dad is awesome and it was just hysterical to see that the wildly pumped "Murph's Tickets" were just as good as ours. I had to rub it in...
Murph, Pat and "Red Brian" were all at the game and were so excited that "Bobby's daughter" and Brett were also there. Its going to be an awesome season. Go Celts! See you at the next game Murph...
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