Haha, dads and their unique bonding methods! During my graduate-level microbiology exam prep, my dad came to my room while I was preparing and ambushed me by asking to explain the "lab diagnosis of typhoid fever," his absolute favorite topic. My narration, eagerly anticipated, was met with a blunt "bullshit," leaving me in tears on the eve of a crucial exam.

Despite my total, un eagerness, my father joined me, and we approached the diagnosis together. I vividly recall that 'starting the diagnosis with day one instead of day zero, was my second mistake, with the first being neglecting clinical symptoms – 'why should I touch the clinical side'??? - I kept wondering angrily 'I have to prepare a hell lot of other things and tests and cover all the bacteria, viruses and fungi...'

In the end, I achieved distinction in microbiology, all thanks to typhoid fever and my dad's love for it (The diagnostic test did come in the exam next day). The same approach that got me through the exam!

The "peanuts"... Yes the bondings over these beauties is an other level!!!