Dad, I can’t vacuum!

Vacuum clean your room, please Jess.
“OK”
On goes the whine, to be switched off ten seconds later.
Stomp, stomp, a delegation to come and see me:
“Dad, I can’t vacuum!”
Why not, Jess?
“Cos I can’t hear my music!”
She watches my jaw drop, grins triumphantly and marches back to continue the vacuuming. 
Mission accomplished: SERVED my Dad!!

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