The Man in the Workmen's Clothes

Michael and i met with his dad that morning at eight o'clock. He was already busy and had been at work for more than an hour. His construction supervisor was just leaving in his pickup truck. Mike's dad burst through the rickety screen door and onto the porch. I'll teach you, but i won't do it classroom style. You don't work for me, i don't teach you. And i'm wasting my time if you just want to sit and listen like you do in school. That's my offer. Take it or leave it.