Parents from Hell
My father has got to be the biggest jerk in the world. Today, he went to the doctor and when he came back I asked him how it was. He told me that he had an infection and would talk about it later. I took that as an indication that he didn't want to talk and went into my room to do some computer work.
An hour later, he stops by, acting real giddy and asks me how my book is going. That's a sensitive spot for me as I just finished a major revision and sent it to the publisher--my dad knows all about that. I've been using the time to rest and relax. I answered that I hadn't heard anything and that they will get back to me when they do so.
Two hours later, I went to the door to go out and feed the dogs, telling my dad what I was going to do and telling him that I loved him. He rudely handed me a bill and told me "pay this bill".
Although, the dogs expected me to feed them on time, I took the bill and paid it. Then I brought him the bill and the check--he had to sign the bill and went back to record the payment on the computer. When I left, he acted like I should go on and not bother him.
While feeding the dogs,I thought about the whole situation and came to the conclusion that maybe the best thing to do would be to abandon my dad. However, my mom is not in the best health and I'm counted on to cook all her meals so I'm pretty much expected to stay and do this. I know one thing, if my mom dies first, I move out the day after the funeral and my dad can fend for himself.