Who is your daddy, and what does he do?
 

Yes, just like that fun game in Kindergarten Cop....

My dad administrates self-insurance worker's comp trusts in the oil & fuel industry.

My Dad is a carpenter. He owns his own company and frames houses year round. They just did some work on a really cool 'bridge' house in Ann Arbor. This house is pretty neat looking, but to small in my opinion. I'll try to find a link to the architechs's (sp?) website. He's done some pretty neat stuff with building houses on steel beams.

My dad is a supervisor at Leviton-Southern Devices Division. He works in their machiene plant. Leviton makes all kinds of cool stuff that you never thought you needed but can't live without- injection molded faceplates for light switches, power plugs, that sort of thing- lots of electrical. Got a lamp in your house? Take out the bulb- see the thing the bulb screws into? Chances are it's Leviton brand.

It's a CNC machineing job, basically, but he is the shift supervisor and basically the only person in the building that keeps all the wheels greased and things moving along. He's so freaking smart it's incredible :)

He putters around the house. Some days he goes out on his boat. Some days he fishes. Some days he feeds the ducks. Despite the natural friction between father and son, his life of ease is quickly making him my idol.

My daddy is retired but he did work for Plantation Pipeline (yes one of the companies that had to get the pipelines back online during Katrina). He started there in 1968 digging pipeline ditches and by the time he retired in 2000 he managed the whole SE area (GA, AL, MS, LA). His main job was keeping all the pumping stations online

My Daddy doesnt do shit. Ok so I lie, he has a degree in horticulture and landscape architecture but hes done a lot of other stuff in his life. Right now he works for DRS Control Systems and he makes cool little pieces and components for various military vehicles and gadgets. Hes the lead guy(they stole him from Albertsons) so hes the one in charge of getting all the parts where they need to go and stuff... like timbuktu Iraq...

my Daddy works for the Canadian government in the department of Fisheries like a good Nova Scotian boy would in sort of a medium high profile job lol.

He also makes great seafood chowder... go figure

My daddy plays video games most of the time, with occasional breaks to make his weekly trip down to the local hardware store; he sharpens chainsaws, sawblades, machetes, etc.. for their customers.

My dad is a director with a property development firm, or so he says.
I think he just plays golf all day.

Aerospace Engineer. His main focus these days is ananlyzing missile systems. Before then it was more on the missile defense programs that almost all of my friend's dads work on. (in Huntsville, Alabama)

My dad was an artist, but even more unusual, he made a good living at it and supported his family well doing that for his whole life. ...he died a few years ago but everytime I see one of his paintings it brings back lots of good memories.

Most of his income was from ecclesiastical art and decoration ...mostly churches of course... but some other stuff too like the Academy of Music, Masonic Temple, hotel lobbies, private homes, etc. He also always painted "paintings" for fun and profit but most income was this other aspect of his work.

My daddy works as a manager/mechanical engineer at Lexmark. He can beat your daddy up.

My dad is the high school principal of a moderately-sized high school in Washington State. He has also been a lifeguard in Miami, a history teacher, a basketball coach, an assistant principal, and a Director of Curriculum and Instruction. He has been the principal of four high schools, one he helped build from the ground up and two others that he helped to remodel extensively. He has been working in the public school systems since the fall of 1969. He was the winner of the Washington Award for Excellence in Education the first year they introduced it, and has been nominated once since then.

Notably, when I job-shadowed at his latest high school, almost all of the staff I saw made a point to take me aside and tell me what a great boss my dad is. He is generally well-respected in the state for his work, has served in the past as the budget chair for the principal's association, and is currently serving as the representative for his league. His specialities include school law, curriculum and instruction, standardized testing, and school construction, among others.

My dad sits in a chair, watches Bonanza reruns at maximum volume and tries not to piss on himself.

My dad stays dead.




/skeered of zombie dad

What's a dad?

My dad is a mechanic. He kicks ass and taught me how to fix my own car, so I'm never stuck anywhere. He works for an asshole at a dealership, now, but used to own his own business. He was too nice to old ladies and traded oil changes for pies. Dad also once was a carpenter, and did house construction with his brother.

Right now he rolls around the house in an office chair because he's recovering from arthroscopic knee surgery.

my dad is an aerospace engineer. he's traveled around the world and he's one of the foremost engineers in his field... i'm really proud of him. I think he wishes i had the technical mind that he has and my sister has so i could understand all their geek convos. ;)

sweetpea

My dad quit an electrical engineering job to become an elementary school teacher about 8 years ago. He's been a fulltime teacher for 3 years now. I volunteer in his classroom and I have to say, he's damn good at his job :thumbsup: I'm proud of him for going back to college so late in life and doing a job that makes him proud instead of making him more money.

My dad was an old Okie who went to war and came back... not the same. Didn't take stress well. Best to leave him alone, though that's hard for a kid to figure out. He fit pipes together with the Steamfitters for 30 years. The he spent 10 years in semi-retirement (aka civil service) doing the same thing on nuclear submarines. Mostly on graveyard, working alone; as far as I could tell, it was the happiest time of his life. These last few years he's been keeping a crypt warm for my mother: alone.

In the meantime, Mom went and married another Okie. Hope there's room for them all down there!

My dad was a mechanical engineer for Chevron/Texaco. Now he is trying to set up his own business.

Since September 16, 2002, my dad has patiently performed the task of inside of an intricately designed and furnished wooden box, which in turn has occupied a space of approximately 40 cubic feet located at a depth not exceeding two metres (with an allowable tolerance of approximately one third of a mtere,) below the surface of Saint John's cemetery ins Stamford, CT.

Prior to this he was a network analyst/engineer, and due to his engineering background I felt that he would find the above description sufficient, if not morbidly humorous.

my dad is fixes houses, and does all kind of crap that I have no clue about.
He also claims to be your dad too, and asked me to tell you to say hi to your mom for him.
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My dad is a professor of economics at the Royal Military College in Kingston, Ontario. He finally has a tenured position (after dragging us all around the western hemisphere) and loves it. His areas of specialization are health economics, defense economics and game theory.

Unlike what a lot of environmentalists think, not all economists are blind to "true-cost" economics, and I'm proud to say my dad's all over that shit! He's a member of Greenpeace and is always looking for ways to cut down our family's enviornmental footprint. He's mad about soccer too! He watches it whenever he gets the chance and he's well into his 50s and still plays at least once a week.

Awesome. Poppinjay, you have restored my faith in humanity...

My dad is a big brick of a guy with a goatee. Today he got roto-rootered because, as he so eloquently put it 'the carburetor works, but the hoses need fixin'. Later, it was found out his carburetor might have not worked too well at least once.
He was always a fabulous artist, but discouraged me from pursuing art growing up, saying there was 'no money in it'. Took me all these years to find out he might be right. Instead, he sold stuff; Kirby vaccuums, appliances, ac units, now mortgages (yep, still works at 76 years young)
He taught me to throw a perfect spiralling football, draw simple things by noticing everything on earth has a shape and made sure my spelling was spot on.
He had a pretty good super8 porn collection, still gets Playboy and sends me dirty jokes in email.

My dad is a bum. But before that he was a bartender, waiter, chef, miner, priest, and driver for DHL

My dad was a farmer, a salesman, a small business owner and a politician. He was very successful at all. I hope I can accomplish half of what he has in his life. And hope his life lasts long, he's in his early 80's and still works every day. My dad's pretty incredible.

My dad is retired, and has been for 20 years- and god was that a long 20 years. I see him once a week now, and we're okay for the first 5 minutes or so, after that, I'd like for him to leave. He worked for Toledo Scale, yes you've all heard the joke "Toledo, Toledo's a great place, been weighed there many times!". Now he does stuff, like being the leader of an old peoples band, and VFW stuff. Not too many WWII guys left...

Other useless things my Daddy has done, hippie, alcoholic, some sort of Electrician type thing in the USAF, taught Army and Air Force survival school, uh.... oh Oil Field Electrician while we lived in Oklahoma, he did some contract work for Haliburton(and no hes not ashamed you should see the checks they write) oh and hes been a cart boy at the golf course for extra cash around the holidays(because in the winter there is no landscape to design) and despite all his flaws(and believe me they are many) hes always been my Daddy.(and my 4 siblings too) He also taught me the value of hard work.

My daddy has retired up to the border of Queensland and he is busy driving my mother crazy...lol

My daddy was a computer engineer up to the day of his death. I Grew up pretty wealthy, now I got shit!

Professionally my father was a manufacturing engineer at a pharmaceutical company. He would be routinely called by F.D.A. inspectors for clarificaiton on standards, best practices, and law.

More importantly he was the son of Irish immigrants who learned at a very early age that the value of a dollar was not easily measured by what you could buy with it. He was a hard working man of integrity who valued being true to his word more than the size of his wallet. If he said he was going to do it...he did. If he said he was going to be there...he was. If he said you could borrow his coat he would also give you his hat, gloves and boots. He honored his word as himself and that is why he is still my greatest hero.

Rest in peace RJR... you earned it!
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Ask him if he needs those socks he left under her bed!

My dad worked for the government for his entire career. Then he did consulting, then he golfed. Shot a 70 once when he was 72, but unfortunately, he didn't pass that gene along. Or maybe it was crackprogram's father who didn't give me enough golf genes.

A very honest guy who always put his kids' needs before his own.

Now he sits around all day and asks my mom the same question 20 times. I hope he didn't pass along the Alzheimer's gene either.

A beautiful truibute, Blackthorn! Your second paragraph eloquently voices how I view my own father. We've been lucky, you, myself and our various siblings, to have had such great men caring for us and teaching us through their example.

My father was an electrical contractor by day, and a factory electrician at an auto plant by night. He worked until his body broke to raise eleven children, and we never wanted for a thing. He also found time to teach us how to handle a hammer and saw; attended uncountable sporting events, concerts, picnics and plays; read ever printed word that crossed his vision (and retained!); and could kick your ass at whatever card game you fancied. While not the most educated, he was the smartest person I will ever know.

Next week marks the thirteenth anniversary of his passing. I think of him every day.

I'm fortunate enough to have two dads.

My Dad is retired, he spent his life teaching me wrong from right, not only by word but by deed. Whenever I am faced with a moral dilemma, I simoply ask myself what would my Dad do if he were in this situation, and the answer becomes very clear. He wasn't a man of many words but there was never any doubt about how he felt about me and my siblings. He is one of the most giving people I have ever known, I can't remember a time that we didn't one non-family member or another staying in our home. He worked tirelessly (often 12hr days 7 days a week) as an instrument technician in various oil refineries to put food on the table for us four kids and whoever happened to be living with us. After my parents divorced he remarried several years later and adopted my step-moms three pree teen girls and treated them no different than he did his own. I'm proud to be his son.

My step-dad (who is also an awesome man) is my second dad. He came into my life when I was a very troubled teenager, and never once treated me any different than his own son. He also never gave up on me (and I gave him more than enough reason to do so.) He also taught me the value of doing the right thing, and has taught me many life skills. He also is retired. He was a mechanic (in several different industries), welder, machinist, refrigeration tech, president of his machinists local twice, and I honestly believe the man can fix anything. He now spends his time loving my mom, working on their house, reloading shotgun ammo so he can shoot skeet 3 days a week.

Both my Dads are the greatest Grandpa's a kid could ever want. The light in my childrens eyes when they see them makes my day....everytime.

My father is a pharmacist, he also owns a small company in California, and we are both invested in some businesses based out of Florida (Melbourne) :)

-Will

My dad is the regional manager for an electrical testing company.

My father is a fucking child molesting bastard, fresh out of jail, may he rot in hell!

My father in law, however, is a owner operator truck driver and the greatest guy I know. He's all the father I need!

Last but not least, my "adopted" (quotes because I adopted them, my childhood friend's parents) father is a purchasing manager for ITT aero-space technologies manufacturing side.

retired
lost three organs to cancer, but is really healthy today
was an Episcopal priest for 45 years
yellow-dog Democrat
father of 4 boys
I love him, and will miss him very much some day

My dad is a Senior Systems Manager at one of the largest insurance companies in Sweden. He's the guy that made sure employees cannot surf for porn on company time. That was a source of many an amusing story. Trying to trick him into spilling company secrets is one of my favourite pastimes; he's usually one step ahead of me but sometimes I can crack him. Not telling you anything though!
He has worked in a paper mill, as a roadie and as a car mechanic, but got involved with computers some three decades ago. In spite of never going to college, he's quite an authority these days.
Fun random fact: My dad was born with only one eye. He refuses to wear an eye patch though.

My father is a great man, he's the controller (basically the treasurer plus other duties) of Color Point LLC, a greenhouse that grows flowers for Lowe's and a few other small places.

The most outstanding thing about dad is that he developed a rare disease, called pemphigus, when I was a freshman in high school. Pemphigus is an auto-immune disease that attacks the skin, leaving 2nd-degree-burn-like (as in the same pain and look) sores all over your skin. He underwent chemotherapy, and spent months in hospitals. While in the hospital, he contracted a staph infection in his hip, making walking painful and at times impossible. He nearly died multiple times (they had to recessitate him at least 3 times) right around Christmas when I was 16. He has made almost a complete recovery, and the disease has been in remission for more than two years now. Most importantly, he has a new appreciation for life that gives him something hard to find in anybody.

My Dad hangs around with Fremen's zombie Dad.

Prior to being a zombie Dad, he owned his own truck and hauled sand and gravel.

I think he has fun squashing smaller cars in the highway to hell.

My dad is a plastics mold engineer and the vice president of a tool & die company. It sounds relatively cool, but it's not, and he certainly doesn't get paid like his title would suggest :|

How can i explain? He works for a major (like, one of the biggest ones) military contractor; he's an electrical engineer.

Let's say a military tank, fighter jet, or aircraft carrier (or various other things like that) break down. He (and his team) write computer code that is hooked up to the on-board computers of the tank or jet or whatever, and their code determines what's wrong with the damn thing. Basically, diagnostic software that fixes it. So occasionally, he's flown out to an aircraft carrier, or the military rolls a tank into the plant, or they haul in a jet, and he makes sure the stuff they programmed fixes the problems it needed to, or if it needs tweaking.

My Dad's retired now, but he used to be a corporate lawyer with Coca-Cola in London and Hong Kong.

Fun random fact: he went to Georgetown University and was in the same graduating year as Bill Clinton. Their 25th and 30th reunions were held at the White House.

My dad is an elementary school music teach and part time ice carver. He also posesses an uncanny resemblance to me. Or is it the other way around? :D

CFO of the Education Foundation (the largest one) at U of South Carolina. If you hear about the U of South Carolina building something or buying something, it's 99% likely that the Education Foundation had some hand in actually getting things done. His job entails investing millions of dollars and looking at donated land/houses/etc.

He's also incredibly good at what he does. Considering he was the first from his family to go to college, it's that much more incredible.

Pops is a blue collar electrician, working for Ontario Hydro, Pickering and Darlington Stations...

My biological father is a contractor who renovates old houses. If you've seen This Old House, he's practically a Norm Abrams clone.

The person I actually call Dad (or more precisely, otosan) Mr. Nakamura, is a cardiologist.

Gilda

"Dude! My dad owns a dealership dude. DP in the house!" /ATHF

My dad has done various things. Computer stuff and teaching mostly. He's basically retired now though.

My dad has already passed away. He used to be a lawyer and also a politician, he was once Minister of Labour and then a member of parliament. He was great at his job, and complicated in his personal life. That never made me love him less.

I think my mom deserves a mention too, why only daddies?

My mother is a scientist, she works in organic chemistry and is a total brain. She also dabbles in law, as an expert in scientific patent copy cases. She is the most perfeccionist, organized person I know but can also be very loving and giving when she chooses to. She has been through a lot in her life and I love her very much. There is no-one in the world I can ever be more grateful for. I almost lost her a few years ago but hopefully that will not happen again for a long while.

My dad is the president of a metal manufacturing company.

my dad works as a computer programmer at a health insurance company. Also writes songs, hasn't gotten one published yet or played on the radio but is working on it.

My daddy retired as a senior executive from a multi-national corporation. He had a great job but was home about 5 days a month and even then wasn't really there. Busy, stress, etc,..kinda got cheated in my childhood cuz he wasn't around much but he spoiled me rotten. Still does.

Now he's a Director of a substance abuse facility but he's getting fed up with that. He is a hardcore results guy and I don't think the snails pace of what he is doing is fulfilling him. He doesn't really want to do consulting work because then it will be just like he never retired.

I've tried to get him to teach me golf (he is pretty good, 6 handicap) but he thinks women don't belong on the golf course. Kidding. He says if I take some lessons and shoot around 100 I can go. Then I won't embarrass him. Kidding again.

I'm so gonna miss him when his day comes. He is my hero.

My daddy is a Wells Fargo Senior Vice President. He was a lawyer for a few years when I was a kid, but he got sick of it pretty quick. Still maintains his license, though. He used to edit the Mackinac Island newspaper waaay back in the day, too. He's a genius (literally), but he's emotionally retarded. Yet, I still love my daddy:-)

My dad was in the marines for 23 years. He's been retired since I was about four, when we moved here. Now he does what he wants when he wants since he has pretty bad PTSD and is unemployable.

That must've been the coolest thing to boast about when you were in elementary.
Mine works at Dannon :hmm:

what a fun thread.

in his living days, my father was a chartered financial analyst. then he had a stress related heart attack. so he quit and looked for a biz he could run at his own pace. he chose a small machinery moving company. then he had another heart attack and sold the family biz to my brother in law, but only after i turned it down. he was always EXTREMELY fair with all three of us children... often to the penny and adjusted for inflation.

in these, his non-living days, i imagine that he passes much of his time playing golf, tinkering with lionel O gauge trains, drinking single malt scotches, and still trying to figure out why in the hell i chose to draw for a living.

he lives on in my constant efforts to be nicer to those around me, and in the patience, love, and support that i share with my own son... all of which i learned from his #1 job as the best father a boy could have.

my dad was a alot of things... i'm not sure i even know all that he did lol

the things i do know was he was a car mechanic, a meat cutter, a miner, and a coal truck driver.

he's retired in his own way now. disabled from lifting those huge tires for those great big construction trucks (the name escapes me at the moment) and 4 heart attacks. so no more working for him. i know that has drove him batty over the years.

he mostly tinkers around with things. computers, guitar repairing, woodworking and collecting antiques.

he's made a few dossimers (correct me if i spelled that wrong lol)

i'm quite proud of the things he's done. all of it self taught. i really wish that i had the ease that he manages to pick up and learn things.

Which one?

The man who sired me is a drunk who moonlights as a butcher. Assuming he's not a zombie dad as well; I haven't seen or heard for him in well over a year. Good riddance to bad rubbish, I reckon.

The man who filled the gap breeds dogs for a living, much to my mother's dismay. She doesn't do well living with a breeder; she gets attached to the dogs and has a hard time seeing them go.

When the time comes and I have the time and space for a dog, I will definitely be buying one of his.

My Daddy is a contractor. He does everything except plumbing. He does remodeling and new construction. He does heating, electrical (which is where he started out 25 years ago), pouring cement, siding, roofing and framing.
He has a bachelors in Electrical, one in Electronics, and a year in Robotics.
He's had his own business as long as I can remember. He loves his work.
He's been a mink farmer, a salesman, maintanance for a factory and a contractor. He's happiest being a contractor.

Did you mean dulcimers?? As in the musical instrament?

Interesting thread :cool:

My dad worked for the city as pipe water repairmen for 25 years. He repaired the water pipes under the streets and as he gained experienced, he supervised others on the job. When he retired from the city, he started his own plumbing company, a one man operation. I would love to have the expertise in plumbing (also some heating/cooling, electricity, carpentry, auto mechanics, and general home repair that he has, but I'm not the most mechanically inclined. But, what he has taught me, is invaluable.

regards,
will.

My Dad is in charge of making and updating private jets for a company. He deals with all the clients and makes sure that the projects stay on budget and on time. He has worked on jets for famous people of which the only one who I can specifically remember right now is Oprah, but I know he works on a lot.

My dad owns an asphalt-paving company, I love him too much.

My dad is a refrigeration mechanic. He used to manage the accounts for a refrigeration company when he was my age, but he realized he could do what the mechanics were doing better than they could, and the pay was about triple what he was making managing the books.

-Tamerlain

My dad has joined those in eternal retirement. He always wanted to retire so when he died before that could happen, I figured this would have to be his retirement.

Prior to eternal retirement, he worked in a cattle slaughter house for 30 years. He supervised the loading and unloading of 200-800 lb sides of beef. It was always interesting going to work with him. Walking through a cooler surrounded by sides of beef dripping blood onto the floor as you catch a glimpse of of a rack filled with cow tongues. For some reason, they didn't participate in the Take Your Child to Work day.

my daddy fixes broken bones

Not really, Huntsville is a huge engineering town. So everyone's dad is a "rocket scientist". More people I meet at college find it more impressive. I took me awhile to figure out that not everyone comes from a town where atleast 75% of the kids at school have parents with college degrees.