Post-Traumatic Shakespeare Disorder

My father is one of those people who thinks if Shakespeare was writing novels today, he’d be labeled a dirty old man. He was never particularly fond of Shakespeare’s work – especially in high school when there was (according to him) a boatload of footnotes so he had to keep flipping through the pages to understand anything the guy was writing. It got to the point where he burned the books in his backyard, and to this day he still occasionally has dreams that relate to the tests he had on Shakespeare.

When I was in college, during my very last day, I pulled a very mean prank on him; when I was getting in the car I said, “Wait, I still have one more test to take.” The look on his face was priceless, and it’s because of that incident that I’ve diagnosed him with Post-Traumatic Shakespeare Disorder.

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