One reason I used to dislike New Year's: being paraded like a pony in front of my dad's friends.

So today, I was visiting my uncle on my dad's side, along with my family. The following conversation transpired in front of me (translated from the Vietnamese)

Uncle: So, what are you studying at college?
Me: Well, I actually gra--
Dad: He graduated a year and a half ago!
Uncle: So what do you do for a living?
Dad: He's a software engineer, works with computers.
Me: Uh... no. I'm a writer.

Good to know that my father has faith in me, huh?