While I was working at the bank, I started seeing a boy named Jimmy. He was pretty nice, but I think my daddy thought he wasn't enough of a man, because I invited Jimmy over for dinner one night and my daddy tore him up. We was just trying to make polite conversation, but my daddy kept asking Jimmy what he planned to do with his life. He got real specific, asking how he planned to take care of a family, why he thought he could handle someone like me, and when the last time was he had to stand up to a stronger man in a fight. After the dinner, Jimmy didn't want to come over no more, and we broke up soon after that. I think my daddy scared him away. It broke my heart.