or he just burned me good. I think the latter. I told our office assitant go early because the roads were getting bad, then I went to grab a bite to eat at Tareks. Got back, told my father the roads were shit, and he says hope they are better by closing time, "we don't close". Fair enough. I can deal with that. Then he says he's going for lunch. Going to run home and feed the dog, and then the conversation: "are you coming back" "Not sure we'll see how the roads are, if they are bad, No" "I thought we don't close?" "We don't. Don't forget to turn of the coffee machine."