Why Parents Drink

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Why Parents Drink
> A boss wondered why one of his most valued employees had not phoned
>in sick one day. Having an urgent problem with one of the main computers,
>he dialed the employee's home phone number and was greeted with a child's
>whisper.
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> "Hello?"
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> "Is your daddy home?" he asked.
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> "Yes," whispered the small voice.
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> May I talk with him?"
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> The child whispered, "No."
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> Surprised and wanting to talk with an adult, the boss asked, "Is
>your Mommy there?"
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> "Yes."
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> "May I talk with her?"
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> Again the small voice whispered, "No."
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> Hoping there was somebody with whom he could leave a message, the
>boss asked, "Is anybody else there?"
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> "Yes," whispered the child, "a policeman".
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> Wondering what a cop would be doing at his employee's home, the boss
>asked, "May I speak with the policeman?"
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> "No, he's busy", whispered the child.
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> "Busy doing what?"
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> "Talking to Daddy and Mommy and the Fireman," came the whispered
>answer.
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> Growing more worried as he heard a loud noise in the background
>through the earpiece on the phone, the boss asked, "What is that noise?"
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> "A helicopter" answered the whispering voice.
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> "What is going on there?" demanded the boss, now truly apprehensive.
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> Again, whispering, the child answered, "The search team just landed
>a helicopter."
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> Alarmed, concerned and a little frustrated the boss asked, "What are
>they searching for?"
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> Still whispering, the young voice replied with a muffled giggle...
> "ME."
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