Feb 17, 2003 21:35
So I walk outside to ask if the dishes are clean.. and I hear
*cough cough* and I see my dad holding a blunt.
"Dear me, I didn't know you were smoking"
"I wasn't, I was just holding it"
Now...I know Teri smokes, and have for a long time. I had *almost* caught my dad once, and I questioned him. "No, no, no, no, no. I do not smoke, why is everyone on my case all the time?" is what he told me. He lied to my right in front of my face, and now it hurts.
It's not the fact that he lied, though, its the fact that he thought by telling me that he touched that thanks, that it would change my image of him in some way. You know, I thought we were real close. It has been just me and him for a long long time, before Teri came into the picture, and we were always straight up with each other.
As a result of that, my image of him has/i> changed.