Teenage son: ... yeah but I still don't see why you always are on us to make our beds.
Other teenage son: And folding clothes. Why do we have to fold our clothes? That's so boring.
Dad: Kids, let me tell you something about folding clothes. When we're on your case to fold clothes, yeah it's about teaching you how to keep things neat, but I'm also training you for the future. There's gonna be days in your lives, when the wife is yelling at you for something you did or didn't do, the kids'll be fighting - either each other or you - and the dogs will be barking and you'll have on your mind what your boss is mad about that day, either something you didn't complete on time or some project that's going south and you better fix it or it's your ass - and the only calm moment in the middle of all that chaos: folding clothes. The only calm, the only relaxation, the only ten minutes of solitude, will be just to go into the bedroom, shut the door, and stand there folding clothes. It will save your life, believe you me.
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