Because I whine about it so much, I thought I'd make a thread about it so y'all know what's going on. (And why I won't be on when it happens.) I get upset about the shit that he does, and it ends up with me not wanting to talk to anyone.
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Dad decided to hire Baggs to mow the lawn, since Dad's back is bad and he needs surgery on it. Well, Baggs came over last night and tried to get the mower and weed-eater working from 6:30 until well after sunset, until we couldn't see the ground beneath our feet. Dad never came home to explain how the stuff worked.
As it turns out, he was out drinking with a friend from work. According to my sister, Mom went out to his work (after Dad had been rejecting everyone's calls) to see if he was there. His car was. No Dad. Well, mom parked somewhere where she could see them, but they couldn't see her. As they pulled up and Dad got into his car, Mom texted him.
I'm here, asshole.
Dad sat in his car for a while, looking like he was deciding what to do. He finally decided and drove (drunk) at 80 mph (with mom chasing him) down a maze of country roads. Mom finally gave up the chase and found her way back to the highway to come home.
So I find all this shit out and Baggs is still here, so I tell him what's going on and text Dad.
Baggs stayed all night. He wouldn't give up trying to get the lawn mower and weedeater to work for you. Hes comin over tomorrow night to try to figure it out again. I finished raking. There's one empty bag and one half empty one left. Thats all i wanted to say. Im not happy with you dad. I love you to bits but Im not happy. It hurts. A lot.
Dad replied:
What a joke as usual...
I said:
What the hell does that mean!? We arent the ones who drove off in the middle of nowhere at 80 mph when we were supposed to be home
He didn't reply back until 4 this morning.
I need help, can u help me?He needed gas, but he'd already gotten it by the time I replied, two hours later.
He's acting like my sister: be a jackass then ask for help when you need it. "Ask Bean, she'll always help. Doesn't matter if I'm being an ass or not."
Seriously, why do I bother? BECAUSE I CARE
Why do I get used? BECAUSE I'M TOO FUCKING NICE
Why don't I say no? IT'S NOT IN MY NATURE
Do I
know how to say no? YES, BUT NOT TO MY PARENTS
Why am I talking in caps? I DON'T FUCKING KNOW