oh for the love of...
So, the good news is that my father wasn't arrested.
*sigh*
Bad news is that he forgot to pay for something and left, taking the goods with him. Now, luckily he did this at a store that knows me very, very well, and to a lesser degree, knows that this man who took off without paying is my family member. They informed me when I went in to the store that there was "cash due" and in a very delicate way informed me that my dad took off without paying. They didn't call the cops, which they could have, and I immediately paid the balance while apologizing profusely.
The thing is - if this happens somewhere else, my father may not be so lucky. It wasn't a huge purchase by any means, but still, you're supposed to y'know PAY for stuff when you leave. Adding this to his accumulating mental issues and, well. Yeah. Not good At All. Adding onto THAT my mother blithely informed also that my father straight up LIED to his doctors for years about the memory issues and it took my mother there, sitting in the room with him during a physical for HER to tell the doctor about the problems. We thought about trying to get him to go see someone, either a physical doctor or a therapist or SOMEONE but we both acknowledge the fact that if we do make him go see someone, the chances of him lying to them are a 99% certainty. I have suggested several options for my mother to try, and barring that I could speak to my father as well, to all she has turned down Most Adamantly. She is, I am beginning to fear, a part of the problem being, since she doesn't want to incite any kind of conflict with my father. He gets Very Upset and Cranky and A great Big Bitchy Baby when things don't go his way, it's how he's always been. And stirring up that hornets nest can be a hell of a problem, especially since my mother has to live with him while we try to sort this out. I don't even know what to do, since if I DO try to speak with him it may or may not explode in MY face, but leaving my mother to deal with the aftermath is just as bad. And see above trying to get him to a doctor for an impartial third party perspective. And a councilor? HA. My father has said on more than one occasion he'll kill himself before going to a shrink.
So, yeah. Well, hello stress ulcer. How are you? *sigh*
*goes back to work*
*sigh*
Bad news is that he forgot to pay for something and left, taking the goods with him. Now, luckily he did this at a store that knows me very, very well, and to a lesser degree, knows that this man who took off without paying is my family member. They informed me when I went in to the store that there was "cash due" and in a very delicate way informed me that my dad took off without paying. They didn't call the cops, which they could have, and I immediately paid the balance while apologizing profusely.
The thing is - if this happens somewhere else, my father may not be so lucky. It wasn't a huge purchase by any means, but still, you're supposed to y'know PAY for stuff when you leave. Adding this to his accumulating mental issues and, well. Yeah. Not good At All. Adding onto THAT my mother blithely informed also that my father straight up LIED to his doctors for years about the memory issues and it took my mother there, sitting in the room with him during a physical for HER to tell the doctor about the problems. We thought about trying to get him to go see someone, either a physical doctor or a therapist or SOMEONE but we both acknowledge the fact that if we do make him go see someone, the chances of him lying to them are a 99% certainty. I have suggested several options for my mother to try, and barring that I could speak to my father as well, to all she has turned down Most Adamantly. She is, I am beginning to fear, a part of the problem being, since she doesn't want to incite any kind of conflict with my father. He gets Very Upset and Cranky and A great Big Bitchy Baby when things don't go his way, it's how he's always been. And stirring up that hornets nest can be a hell of a problem, especially since my mother has to live with him while we try to sort this out. I don't even know what to do, since if I DO try to speak with him it may or may not explode in MY face, but leaving my mother to deal with the aftermath is just as bad. And see above trying to get him to a doctor for an impartial third party perspective. And a councilor? HA. My father has said on more than one occasion he'll kill himself before going to a shrink.
So, yeah. Well, hello stress ulcer. How are you? *sigh*
*goes back to work*