Monroe Township, NJ
This morning, I had to "urgently" move a pinball machine (since I overcommitted on space and wife was like no way 8 is too many...sigh). Luckily, my buddy 
DHudec was ready to accept the SW Premium that we co-own with @moat-pin.
In order to get it there with my work schedule, it had to go in the F150 at 5:45 am this morning on my way to work (at a Fortune 100 company 60 miles away) near the pins final destination. My 15 year old son happily agreed to wake up early at 5:45 am to load it, after helping me slide it out of the basement last night before bed.
I drove him to the bus stop, enjoying the sound of leg bolts rattling in the coin box in the back seat (oh that glorious sound!). I swear his buddies at the bus stop, and every car I passed on the road heading to my destination, were looking at me like "who is that bad ass with the SW Premium driving at 5:45 am!?" Hahaha we pinheads like to think "normies" care what grail pin we are hauling.
Anyway, I digress. After dropping off the pin I stopped for a moment to ask myself, am I a cool bad-ass Dad, or actually am I a bad Dad asking my son to do this for my hobby (which he enjoys), when he should be resting before a long day of high school and track practice?
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