This is for you, Dad

My dad was a mechanic. His hands were always stained with grease. He worked in a garage his whole life. He never said it, but I knew he was disappointed I couldn't find a job after college. I spent most of my time in my old room, applying for jobs online. I felt useless. One day, he came home with a secondhand laptop. It was heavy and slow. He put it on my desk."Maybe you can learn something useful on this," he said. Then he went back to the garage. I started learning graphic design on that o...