{"id":382,"date":"2007-06-14T01:26:33","date_gmt":"2007-06-13T15:26:33","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.somethinkodd.com\/oddthinking\/2007\/06\/14\/where-were-you-last-night\/"},"modified":"2007-10-07T19:49:50","modified_gmt":"2007-10-07T09:49:50","slug":"where-were-you-last-night","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.somethinkodd.com\/oddthinking\/2007\/06\/14\/where-were-you-last-night\/","title":{"rendered":"Where were you last night?"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>One dear friend of mine, had a very straight-laced father. She was shocked and delighted when she met my father, Joe, because he was (in her words) &#8220;very naughty!&#8221; Sometimes, I have been asked what it was like growing up with him as a father. I usually tell this anecdote.<\/p>\n<hr \/>\n<p>One Sunday morning when I was a teenager, Joe confronted me. &#8220;Where were you at 1am last night?&#8221; he demanded.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;I&#8230; ummm.. errr&#8230;&#8221; I stuttered, quite startled. &#8220;Wait a minute!  What are you talking about? I was home at 11pm, and in bed by midnight.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Oh, I was just checking!&#8221; his face a grin, &#8220;I didn&#8217;t get home until 3am.&#8221;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>One Sunday morning when I was a teenager, Joe confronted me. &#8220;Where were you at 1am last night?&#8221; he demanded.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;I&#8230; ummm.. errr&#8230;&#8221; I stuttered, quite startled.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_s2mail":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[30,46,41],"tags":[53,64],"class_list":["post-382","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-humour","category-my-father-joe","category-story-telling","tag-father","tag-prank"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.somethinkodd.com\/oddthinking\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/382","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.somethinkodd.com\/oddthinking\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.somethinkodd.com\/oddthinking\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.somethinkodd.com\/oddthinking\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.somethinkodd.com\/oddthinking\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=382"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.somethinkodd.com\/oddthinking\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/382\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.somethinkodd.com\/oddthinking\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=382"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.somethinkodd.com\/oddthinking\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=382"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.somethinkodd.com\/oddthinking\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=382"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}