Father in Law

My FIL is a bit of an odd duck.  He doesn’t say much.  He rarely talks to me unless it is absolutely necessary.  After all these years, I still don’t know what I should call him.  Usually, I say to Mr. A “Go ask your dad” or I say “Go as GongGong” to the girls.

Mr. A’s dad (my FIL) recently returned from Taiwan only to turn around and go back again a month later.  I always wonder what he is like in Taiwan.  It seems like he is a totally different person who has friends and relatives he socializes with.

When he was showing us picture from his trip, I was shocked to see pictures of FIL participating in a banana eating contest.  The contest was to see who could eat 5 bananas the fastest.  FIL came in third (the prize was a bunch of bananas) and his nephew came in first.

After his trip, FIL came home a little chattier than usual.  (We don’t exclude the possibility that he was a little manic.)  In a rare burst of conversation, FIL shared the following:

FIL: “My insurance pays for Cialis.  I called the doctor and he gave me a prescription.  I got 30 pills!  For FREE!”

Mr. A wasn’t paying much attention and apparently didn’t know what Cialis is, so he just mumbled something like “Oh. Ok.” as I boggled.

Then Mr. A’s dad showed me pictures of him with a very young woman in Taiwan.

“Uh, that isn’t your girlfriend, is it?” I asked.  This isn’t totally out of the realm of possibility because FIL has reeled in some unlikely ladies in the past.

“No.”  he said.

“Do you have a girlfriend?” I asked.

“No.” he said.

“So who will you use the Cialis with?” I asked against my better judgement.

“I will find someone.” he said.

Alrighty then.  I admit I am kind of sorry I asked.