Hey, Jason Salas!

My dad gave me an idea about the “light at the end of the tunnel.” It wasn’t quite this gag, though, but I’ll give him credit.

My dad works as a supervisor to big development projects. While making his rounds one day, he struck up a conversation with one of the contractors. It went along these lines:

My dad: “How’s it going?”

Contractor: “Great! We’re finally seeing the light at the end of the tunnel.”

My dad: “Well, let’s hope that light isn’t the headlight on an oncoming train.”

My dad has got a great sense of humor.