my dad can sometimes be a giant douchebag.
going back a bit, my brother's stag and doe was may 24th. my dad the very day before calls my brother at a time he knows my brother wont be around to answer the phone (my dad is famous for being a pussy like this) and tells my brother he wont be going to the stag and doe because he 'has stuff to do'. my brother was damn well livid. there are 3 of us, myself and my two brothers, and my older brother is the first one to get married....and he doesn't even show up to it? we know he had nothing to do at all except go and play bingo with my grandma from 2pm - 3pm. he didn't have to get to the stag and doe until later, anyway. he had nothing else to do that day at all. my brother's fiancee was telling me how mad he was when he got the message. i honestly don't know how a parent could do that. when i have kids, i wont miss times like that for anything.
anyway, over the weekend, my boyfriend and i went to a friend's house to help him renovate his garage. since dating my boyfriend, i am now a regular part of 'the crew' lol because he is my brother's friend and they are both part of the group. anyway, a lot of the guys know my dad because they also played hockey with him, so, the guy who owns the house asked if he wanted to help out so my dad says okay. all my dad did was act like an embarrassing ass. he insulted my boyfriend like 900 times. i mean, yeah, it was poking fun, but, holy crap, a few times is maybe funny (well, not when he does it because it's just stupid and not good burns like the rest of us can throw out), but, he was trying to be funny with it wayyyyyy too many times.
he also likes to think he is 'cool' by doing things he doesn't normally do. my boyfriend smokes cigars so my dad starts bumming cigars off of him. the pack is expensive, there are like 8 cigars in a pack that costs 10 dollars. my dad just loves to take shit from people and never give back. especially lame when he doesn't even smoke cigars. he also doesn't know how to even smoke it. it just hangs from his mouth and looks like a chimney, it's stupid and gross.
anyway, my brother arrives with his fiancee around 10pm. we are having a pool party, it's great, but, my dad left earlier in the day to go see my grandma and then randomly shows up again, doing absolutely nothing but bumming stuff again (beer and more cigars this time), so, when my brother got there, my dad was there.
i go inside to use the washroom and my boyfriend comes in and starts telling me my dad is talking to him and saying that i am going to get mad if he does not go and let my dogs outside (he was watching my dogs because i wasn't going to be home, we were sleeping over). i didn't show it, but, inside, i was so mad. he always talks like that to people about me, and, it's not even true. he didn't even have to go bring them out at the time, so, yeah, way to paint a picture that i'm angry about something i am not even concerned about.
anyway, he leaves after maybe another 2 hours and my brother starts venting. he was mad that my dad couldn't even show up to his stag and doe but he shows up to his friend's house for a party he was not invited to.
my dad is retired and he never answers the phone, not even late at night when we all know full well he is home. he will look at the phone to see who is calling and then go sit down again, it's pathetic. my boyfriend left him a message a few weeks ago and he didn't even return it. that's just how he is, it's sad.
i don't hate my dad by any means, but, jesus, he is one of the biggest dicks i have ever seen. he came by sunday to help finish the garage....oh, wait, no, he came over and had them make him a coffee while the house owner, myself and my boyfriend slaved in the humidity to put up the dry wall. he was suppose to drive me back home but he just starts saying goodbye and leaving so i yell out uhhhh don't forget me and he says i have a hockey game bye and i said to him but you said you would drive me home and he says no he is going to be late for his hockey game, he is taking you home (points to boyfriend) and i am damn well pissed at this point, doing my best to hold it in. my boyfriend slaved for 2 days in that hot garage and he lives in the opposite direction. he drove me home, which takes about a half hour, and then drove all the way back to his place. he was home in an hour and a half, it was sickening. he said he didn't mind driving me at all but i still didn't want him to do it because i knew he was tired and it was a long drive.