That’s how much longer it should take me to be able to start moving out. Am I happy? YES! This means moving away from the idiot or as Jess and I like to call him “ASSHOLE” yes in all caps.
For the last week, he has been rambling around the house making life miserable. I think it’s all because he knows it’s almost time for me to fly the coup. He rants about the yard, the TV or that I’m not in school, if I leave the news paper out of order, my clothes or boots. I work outside for a living, not pushing a scale and pen around so I sweat, get mucky and grimy, which means my clothes do as well. I don’t ask him to do my laundry; if he hadn’t drawn the house he’d not know where that damn room was! He complains that it’s in the laundry room and wants it out. Well, soon old man you will be getting your wish.
Yesterday, he was in an lather because Jacks sent him a thank you card for his birthday present, anyone else would be grateful for the acknowledgment “Generic card, the stupid brat!” he ripped it to shreds and insisted on calling to low rate him on the phone. Hey, I got one and so did Mom and G and PG and Lori, we thought it was very sweet of him to think to do. Lori giggled because Jacks drew some cartoon guy in hers; each of ours had some special note inside. Ok, maybe his didn’t but what does he expect? He pushed Jacks and continues to harass him, with insults and threats.
He tried to bribe Mom with a new car, she drives it of course but she’s still angry with him and told him the garage apartment would serve his purposes very well. Mom is in shock over his attitude and I catch them in heated battles often. She is confused as I about his actions.
Lori still won’t be in the same room as he; she scowls when he comes home and gives him dirty looks. She tells G that he is a mean man and he doesn’t love her Jacks and Mark like he should.
My PG at times says he wishes he was 30 years younger to pin him against the wall and tell him a thing or two. Now that would be a site to see, I made the offer to pin him and he could do the talking.
A few summers we visited his parents in Florida, his father is nothing like him. He is kind and considerate, like my Pops was in earlier days. His mom is funny, she likes to sew and do crafts, loves e-bay and reading my blog –waves to grandma- during my visit I tried to get to the root of why only my Pops out of 5 boys would be like this, I still don’t see why.
Well old man, soon enough I will be gone, you will only have Lori to scowl at you and Mom, just as you wanted it. The first thing I plan on doing is having a “Getting away from the asshole” party and then invite Jacks to paint my dining room wall.
Friday, October 3
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Yay!!!!!!!!
I'm very happy for you, Mark.
Now, I'd just like to say a little something. I've heard many, many stories of your father and I completely understand why you call him "asshole" (lol!! by the way)
My dad wasn't the best dad, he wasn't around much when I was a child, and when he was he definitely WAS NOT the nicest guy. I always wished he would just stop coming home. I could not stand him. But one day he did stop coming home. Don't get me wrong, at the time I was as happy as could be. But now that I look back, he is one of the reasons I've become so strong and so independent.
Mark, you're a very strong guy, and you always will be.
Just know everyone was put on this crazy world for a reason.
sorry for the long blabber :P
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