Proof of My Fathers Furiousness
One morning I woke up hearing a loud voice coming downstairs. I was having a hint on who was causing that noise and confirmed my intuition right when I saw my dad yelling over the phone while talking to someone on the line. He furiously slammed the phone and was shocked to see me looking at him. I asked him what was wrong and discovered that he was scolding his manufacturer because the shipment for his golf car parts has already been delayed for over a week now. He was in a hurry to claim that consignment because two days from now the international tournament was about to happen.