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So, I'm supposed to be going to see Katy and Molly over spring break. This was the plan, made several weeks ago. I waited to confirm with my dad that it was okay before buying tickets. However, it took him A MONTH to return a single phone call. That's right, I didn't hear a word for him for a whole friggin' month (okay, anyone really surprised? yeah didn't think so). FINALLY I lured him in using sports (what else?) and he asked if he could have a few days of my spring break and we could go to Ft. Lauderdale and play lots of sports. Well, you know me, I jump at any chance I get of actually spending time with my father, so I agreed. The catch: he insisted on buying the tickets b/c he wanted to be the one to make decisions about when we flew to/from FL. This was two weeks before break, cutting it a little close but okay. So last weekend, I went home for the first time all semester (actually stopped over for a night on my way to see Elise), and he was supposed to have bought tickets by then, so I figured worst case scenario, I'd make him do it that night. But wait! He forgot I was coming. Just totally forgot. So needless to say he had forgotten to buy tickets as well. So I figured, okay, he can do it over the weekend, and I'll know for sure Sunday when I pick up my car if he bought them. Well, come Sunday, he hadn't, but I screamed at him (this seems to be the ONLY way I can ever get him to even realize that I'm speaking to him) and he agreed to buy them that night. So he called and asked me if certain airports were okay, and I said yes, and supposedly he was going to buy the tickets right then. But, despite the fact that I had told him 100 times when my break was, he called me back ten minutes later to tell me he had bought them for the wrong week and scream curses at me, because somehow this was my fault. He has since then not spoken to me, answered his phone, returned a call, sent an email, etc. I have absolutely no way of getting in touch with him to find out what's going on, and it's completely unfair to my friends who are waiting to hear if I'm coming. And I'm freakin' pissed at him that he thinks he can not return a single phone call for a month and then show up at a horse show, give me $100, and make it all okay, and then go back to forgetting that I exist. I mean sure, I am well aware that this is how things work in my family, and that working in medicine does mean that the job has to come before the family...but come on, I should at least be able to get in touch with my dad every once in a while. I mean, if he doesn't want to take the time to talk to me, the least he can do is send me an email with the information I need. Or have Nancy call me.
The problem with being an only child isn't just that in the absence of siblings you get all of the attention, it's also that in the absence of siblings you make less noise and your parents may forget that they actually have a child.
The problem with being an only child isn't just that in the absence of siblings you get all of the attention, it's also that in the absence of siblings you make less noise and your parents may forget that they actually have a child.