I cant say that Im an exciting man. I dont paint the town red. I dont stay out till all hours of the night. I do my job; I come home, take care of my family, the go to bed. Its not the most exciting life, I realise, but its a good life for me. I dont expect anyone to call me an adventurer, or the life of the party.
Thats all to say that I obviously was extremely surprised when my family told me that I brought the house down the other night when I suggested a simple change in our home: home window tinting.
I had heard about window tinting from a magazine I read. I thought it might be good for my family. It could protect us if our windows were shattered. It could extend the life of our floors and furniture by blocking out UV rays, and it could lower the temperature of our rooms, which we battle with a lot here in Melbourne.
So I brought it to my family. You see, as a safe man, I dont just go out and do things I make sure that my family gives me the okay. So I wanted their okay. I asked them at dinner.
My 12-year-old daughter was the first to respond: Dad, you rock. I didnt know you had it in you.
My son said this: Its the first time I could say Im proud to be your son.
My wife, well, my wife looked differently at me from then on. Its like I invented oxygen or something. I didnt want to tell them that my idea wasnt something I came up with on my own. A magazine ad inspired me. But I couldnt run away from the love and adoration. Im addicted to it. Now I think Ill tell my boss at work about window tinting prices.