I am a female employee in my late 20s working for a large Fortune 500 U. One day a couple weeks ago, my boss was talking as usual about how his daughter is very attractive and wants to start dating.
My boss is in his early 40s and is a father of two. My boss often tells me, totally unsolicited, that his daughter is “very attractive,” a “perfect tall blonde,” and “so beautiful.” He says boys are fawning over her and she wants to start dating.
But the biggest reason I did not want to go to the party was that my usual companion Rachel would not be attending with me.
She had called me this morning and begged to cancel at the last minute.
There must be something about her that has rocked your world because what you HAVE shared about her isn’t good.
And the little you’ve shared about your daughter — that she, at 10 years old, has the maturity and foresight and commitment to you to suggest family counseling after being so slighted in her own home by this woman she hardly knows — suggests that, if you’ve always been such an irresponsible father (and I’m not suggesting that’s the case), then she must have one hell of a stable and loving mother, or the two of you as parents just lucked the hell out. If she won’t agree to it, the answer is pretty clear.
I really didn't want to go to this party anyway, but in my profession, you have to schmooze with the big money people if you wanted a chance to play with their money. The party tonight is being thrown by one of my biggest clients.
My daughter will not come back home unless the three of us go to a shared counseling session; however, my wife refuses to go because she thinks Americans are addicted to therapy.From everything you’ve told me, she sounds like a wonderful girl. If you have a relationship/dating question I can help answer, you can send me your letters at After several years of being a single (shared-custody) dad, I have remarried to a wonderful woman.So at the last minute, I had to scramble to find someone I could convince to go with me.Since I don't really have a lot of attractive young women as friends, and since the agency didn't have anyone available as a substitute for Rachel (and to tell the truth, I probably wouldn't have taken a sub anyway), I called the only person I knew who could fulfill the "aesthetic" requirements of being my companion.