Does The Apple Fall Far From The Tree?

Middle son, age 44, lacks social skills discretion. He knows them; chooses not to use them.  Friday on his job his Hispanic female supervisor started “supervising him”. About two minutes into the confrontation he told her, “Go fuck yourself”, while holding his work knife.

Yesterday he was called into the office and counseled. Seems everything that happens at that job is on camera. Her statements didn’t match what was on the recordings.  He was advised to be more tactful and sent back to work.

In the four years he has worked there, he hasn’t missed a day. He has been late twice during bad snowstorms.  People routinely get laid off there but he never is. They have an employee who comes in, clocks in, works, clocks out and goes home. No bullshitting about the Broncos, no membership in any clicks, and no goofing off. All he wants is to be left alone to do his job, which he does with exceptional accuracy and mistake free.

His interest is music (plays a decent guitar), black death metal genres, and writing blogs about it. You can find one on my sidebar. I don’t understand much of what he writes but he gets music sent to him from all over the world.

He is a peaceful man until provoked. Provoked, he is a berserker (Norwegian mother). In his younger days he had an alcohol problem but has been stone sober for years. Good thing. His last DUI arrest took six Denver policemen to cuff and stuff him.

All three of my sons won’t steal, aren’t lazy, and are always valued employees, but fuck with them and they will fuck you up. Must take after their mother, don’t you think?