daddy...just don't
Where does someone who hasn't seen me in 4 years, hasn't really been a part of my life for 6 years, and who doesn't know me at all, get off lecturing me about "choices"? I mean really, what makes him think that after all this time I'd listen to him? It's been a long time since I've taken any of his words to heart.
If you haven't guessed, I'm talking about my dear padre. He gave me this whole speech about choices and how making the easier but wrong choice will lead to failure or "lack of success" in the future. Then he went off on how he talked to some lady on an airplane who was going off to study Marine Biology and traveling all over the world. He said, and I quote, "I could definitely see you getting into that. You could study manatees like you always wanted to." First of all, I really don't like science. Yea, the ocean's cool, but I don't want to study it. If he'd ever actually listen to me or take the time to ask, he'd know that I'm more of a history and literature girl. And second, it was my sister who used to like manatees and the ocean stuff. Thanks for remembering, dad.
Oh, and then he gets all nosy and asked me what I consider Doug, my step dad, to be. "Do you consider him a stepdad, a dad, just the guy your mom's married to?" I really didn't want to get into that so I just said I consider him a stepdad because that's what he is. In all honesty, he's a better dad than mine was. He, at least, knows my favorite food, my favorite color, the type of music I like, and can even manage to remember what grade I'm in. But, I guess when you have this whole other family to distract you, it's okay to not know that kind of stuff about your daughter.
I think that's enough venting for one afternoon.
Ciao
If you haven't guessed, I'm talking about my dear padre. He gave me this whole speech about choices and how making the easier but wrong choice will lead to failure or "lack of success" in the future. Then he went off on how he talked to some lady on an airplane who was going off to study Marine Biology and traveling all over the world. He said, and I quote, "I could definitely see you getting into that. You could study manatees like you always wanted to." First of all, I really don't like science. Yea, the ocean's cool, but I don't want to study it. If he'd ever actually listen to me or take the time to ask, he'd know that I'm more of a history and literature girl. And second, it was my sister who used to like manatees and the ocean stuff. Thanks for remembering, dad.
Oh, and then he gets all nosy and asked me what I consider Doug, my step dad, to be. "Do you consider him a stepdad, a dad, just the guy your mom's married to?" I really didn't want to get into that so I just said I consider him a stepdad because that's what he is. In all honesty, he's a better dad than mine was. He, at least, knows my favorite food, my favorite color, the type of music I like, and can even manage to remember what grade I'm in. But, I guess when you have this whole other family to distract you, it's okay to not know that kind of stuff about your daughter.
I think that's enough venting for one afternoon.
Ciao