CORE MEMORY: When my parents were getting divorced, my dad brought my sister and I to work with him during one of his visits. We were very obviously bored to death. One of his coworkers asked what we wanted to do when our dad was done working. We shrugged, because we hadn’t really thought that far out lol. He looked at us both and said, “I have five words for you: dinner, movie, ice cream, breakfast. You tell dad that THAT’S what you want to do.” We chanted that shit all fucking day. (1/2)