Why Daddy Can't Write
Rick Reilly
May 05, 2003
Take our Daughters to Work Day was last Thursday, so I took my 13-year-old, Rae, for the first time. Hey, a kid will do anything to miss a day of school. By noon she was begging to go back.
ME: Uh, that's from my personal trainer.
After a while, she had called all her friends, e-mailed all her friends, faxed all her friends and text-messaged all her friends.
HER: What are you doing now?
ME: Planning my next column.
HER: Is it going to be about golf?
ME: No.
HER: Then why are you putting?
ME: It helps me think.
HER: Has it helped so far?
ME: No.