Dad: What are you doing?
Me: Reading.
Dad: Why don't you go and do something productive?
---ten minutes later---
Dad: Do you still want to do that journalist crap?
Me: Yes.
Dad: I know you don't care about money, but I think you would be better off finding something where you can actually make money, I mean you don't want to live in some apartment for the rest of your life do you?
Me: So you want me to be a doctor or lawyer or something?
Dad: That's not what I'm saying...but I'd be happy if you did that instead.
