Picnic Displeasure

June 8th, 2010  |  by  |  Published in Uncategorized  |  2 Comments


Word to the wise, all divorced fathers: do not come early (or in my case, on time) to your son’s school’s end-of-year picnic. If you do, and your ex-wife arrives late with your son, you will be forced to loiter awkwardly in the park for twenty minutes, feeling very much like a child molester. In future, arrange to come with your son or come late.

Free advice.


  1. jennifer says:

    June 10th, 2010at 7:31 am(#)

    It seems like in NYC, you constantly cross paths with people you want to avoid and never run into those you wish you could see more often.

  2. dadwagon says:

    June 10th, 2010at 8:09 am(#)

    Jennifer–I completely agree with that. NYC is an oddly small town.

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