In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Breaking the Law.”
Think about the last time you broke a rule (a big one, not just ripping the tags off your pillows). Were you burned, or did things turn out for the best?
This is hard to conceive or recall as I have never intentionally broken the law, and not because of my past career, but being raised by a very strict duo team called parents.
I have over the years failed to read the warnings or didn’t read the instructions completely for the installation of a toilet fixture, desks and couches.
I recall when the new Ikea furniture store open, I bought a couch and began assembling as soon as I arrived home. When I finished, I stood above marveling at the finished product. I quickly realized I still had twelve extra hex bolts and fasteners in the supply bag.
My son was helping me with this project and he quickly sat down before I could assess where the extra hardware was supposed to go. I started to tell him not to sit, however he being your typical nine-year old boy, he took it upon himself to test out the new couch.
I knew I had time to say something, however I guess this is one of the reasons we have children, you know to test out couches their fathers put together.
Now before anyone becomes alarmed, at five feet tall, he is a lot closer to the ground, plus, he is more pliable and durable than I.
Yes, of course, he fell through. I forgot to attach the thin plastic straps that keep the cushions from falling to the floor much like my son did. He let out a yell with a surprised look on his face and he immediately jumps up, looking at me believing it was a prank.
This was a great father son moment as I explained to him, he is to never test anything he assembles until he completely reads the directions on how to assemble the product.
I told him this was an important law of knowledge and as he grows into a man, no matter how old he gets. He should never Break that Law.