While my father was here, were talked about all kinds of things. Career (or lack there of), my potential (untapped), Iranians (with careers and tapped potential)--more or less the same thing my parents and I always talk about. This is a paraphrasing of one recent conversation:
Dad: "You know that Iranian comedian? The funny one?"
Me: "Omid Djalili? Maz Jobrani?"
Dad: "No, the bald one. The funny one that has a TV show."
Me: "They're both bald, Baba. And they both have had TV shows."
I log onto my Myspace page and bring up Maz Jobrani's page, complete with a picture of his rather large, bald head.
Dad: "Yeah, that's him. Can you be like him?"
Me: "You want me to be bald with a visible goatee?"
Dad: "I meant with a job that shows your talents."
I pulled up a YouTube clip of Jobrani doing a belly dance to "Happy Birthday", as he stripped down to his underwear.
Me: "Like this?"
Dad: "That's not funny (as he tried not to laugh). Never mind. Maybe you can do something else instead."