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Dick Samuel was his birth given name, but most people know him better as Family Man. It seems that he was just a man who worked hard and wanted to take care of his family, but they didn't appreciate him. He watched his young children change from bright little bundles of hope to little monsters of society and greed. A wife who was mad when he worked too much and mad when he worked to little.
Dick had already had a hard life growing up; being the singled out kid of most of the bullying. He thought having a wife and family would help make things better and it did at the start. Just as with everything time changed, he watched as Gamecubes turned into iPods and those iPods get new upgrades his children
His wife got older and started to lose her looks, but he still loved her just as much as the day they met. Just his love wasn't enough to keep her from trying all these diets and programs to help her keep
It was Christmas time '10 or '11 at his peak of working—putting in over 120 hours a week, that he got his first day off in months. He waited in eagerness as the morning light started to peak through the windows of the living room. The lights on the tree twinkling. He year of hard work came down to the few gifts sitting under the tree. It wasn't many but they had cost a lot.
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No gifts for himself, the only gift he needed was to see the smiles of his family as they each opened their gifts. So as the sounds of foot steps echoed down the stairs, his heart started to dance in his chest. He smiled as he watched his children and wife enter the living room and each run to grasp up their respective gifts. He waited as they unwrapped each gift, the hugs should be coming any time.
Dick felt like his heart stopped. He just looked at his family as they all stared back at him. His son was the next one to make his complaint.
He didn't have time to respond before his wife started in. She was now holding the iPad.
Then the youngest just started crying because her iPad was the same as her sisters.
It wasn't long before all the complaints merged and sounded like animals fighting in Dick's head. Without a word he grabbed his briefcase and headed out the door. He drove through the snow covered roads looking at the other happy families. How did his became full of so many ass holes?
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