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so my dad's home, and that's always fun....
this whole week he's been taking me to school so he can borrow my car, and that's really not a problem. i mean, this time, he's filling up gas, and hey, he even bought me an air freshner. all i asked of him was that he not smoke in my car. it's taken me a while to get rid of the smoke smell that it had when i first got it, and hey, even the stale orange smell that i have no idea where it came from, is better than smoke.
well.
i get in my car this afternoon to go to work. ashes all over the dashboard. and does it stink. i felt like i was going to get lung cancer and emphysema just sitting in the car for 10 min. i flipped. i called my mom, and she new right away why i was calling, and she told me she already flipped about it. so fine, whatever. it's over.
so i called the house later on, and my dad answers, and you hear my mom yelling at him to apologize for me. so i told him how he needs to respect my car, and he turns around and goes you have crap all over your car.....and i'm like "i'm paying for it, it's my car, and i can have whatever i want all over it. when i ask you not to smoke, i would thin you could respect that"
and his response "well, the car is in my name"
i went berzerk. so i go "yah, no problem. start paying for it then. and dont hink that just cuz you fill up the gas that you're using gives you any right to it."
p.s. my mom flipped on him again, and for me, it's like whatever, i don't care, i just dont want him doing it again.
grrrrrrrrrrrrrr, i can't wait till he goes back.
eeew, and when he yawns, you hear his jaw pop. not even crack, but pop. yoi know that's a HUGE TMJ issue right there. yuck.
so much rage for him.
this whole week he's been taking me to school so he can borrow my car, and that's really not a problem. i mean, this time, he's filling up gas, and hey, he even bought me an air freshner. all i asked of him was that he not smoke in my car. it's taken me a while to get rid of the smoke smell that it had when i first got it, and hey, even the stale orange smell that i have no idea where it came from, is better than smoke.
well.
i get in my car this afternoon to go to work. ashes all over the dashboard. and does it stink. i felt like i was going to get lung cancer and emphysema just sitting in the car for 10 min. i flipped. i called my mom, and she new right away why i was calling, and she told me she already flipped about it. so fine, whatever. it's over.
so i called the house later on, and my dad answers, and you hear my mom yelling at him to apologize for me. so i told him how he needs to respect my car, and he turns around and goes you have crap all over your car.....and i'm like "i'm paying for it, it's my car, and i can have whatever i want all over it. when i ask you not to smoke, i would thin you could respect that"
and his response "well, the car is in my name"
i went berzerk. so i go "yah, no problem. start paying for it then. and dont hink that just cuz you fill up the gas that you're using gives you any right to it."
p.s. my mom flipped on him again, and for me, it's like whatever, i don't care, i just dont want him doing it again.
grrrrrrrrrrrrrr, i can't wait till he goes back.
eeew, and when he yawns, you hear his jaw pop. not even crack, but pop. yoi know that's a HUGE TMJ issue right there. yuck.
so much rage for him.