Public Humiliation Training
I am in my 3rd year of fatherhood as of Christmas just gone. I have a 3 year old daughter and a son who is just shy of 1 year old. As I stare outside whilst doing the washing up, I watch the seasons fly by like clumsy window cleaner and take moment to reflect. I reminde myself that the children are definitely still alive and as an added bonus, happy. This is a good thing, a thing to cherish, “you’re doing by all accounts an OK job, and you can keep your kids”. In the 3 rd year I find myself unembarrassed by many things. There was a time where I would have felt self-conscious about making a scene in public, but that has changed. What happens now is a scene is made via proxy. My daughter is very good making scenes for me, it’s like she’s paid to do it. She has a range of techniques that I shall list. The never ending No’s ‘No’ is my daughters favorite word, she employs it wherever she can. She will say it in a...