Post by blufindr on Dec 1, 2008 4:31:20 GMT -5
What the fuck do you think you're doing? You know she legally can't drive, she needs your help on errands. You know it's YOUR responsibility to make sure she doesn't get hurt. Even if it wasn't, it would be the nice, decent, HUMAN thing to do!
Especially when it's 10pm, raining, in OUR suburb, and she needs to go to the store, you should NOT be making her walk! It wouldn't kill you at all to put down the fucking dice and stop fucking gambling.
She walked. In the dark, in the rain, in a drug suburb. Do you seriously want to be the one they call to tell you she's in the hospital? Even the morgue?
Or maybe you'd be glad to get rid of her. That's the only thing I can think of, that would explain your behaviour.
The bottom line is, you should have driven her there at least. There and back. Not made her walk. Not made her wait. What kind of fucking gentleman are you?!
And today? What the hell happened to you today? Where the fuck were you? You were meant to pick her up!
Granted, she should have found an alternate way home. But YOU KNOW SHE CAN'T DRIVE. YOU KNEW SHE NEEDED A RIDE HOME.
And YOU LET HER WALK. IN HER HEELS.
10 kilometres. She started walking 3 hours ago. Where the fuck is she, huh? You couldn't take out half an hour to take her home? You put yourself first, as always. YOUR gambling comes first. YOUR work comes first.
You couldn't give two shits about her safety.
Why the fuck are you still fucking her then?
Fuck you, Dad. You have nothing to say about treating people right. You still don't know shit about it.
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Thanks for reading it all, if you did.
I really hate my father sometimes.
And the nice thing is this is happening just as I get better and the home situation gets better.
Screw this. I'm so moving out.
Especially when it's 10pm, raining, in OUR suburb, and she needs to go to the store, you should NOT be making her walk! It wouldn't kill you at all to put down the fucking dice and stop fucking gambling.
She walked. In the dark, in the rain, in a drug suburb. Do you seriously want to be the one they call to tell you she's in the hospital? Even the morgue?
Or maybe you'd be glad to get rid of her. That's the only thing I can think of, that would explain your behaviour.
The bottom line is, you should have driven her there at least. There and back. Not made her walk. Not made her wait. What kind of fucking gentleman are you?!
And today? What the hell happened to you today? Where the fuck were you? You were meant to pick her up!
Granted, she should have found an alternate way home. But YOU KNOW SHE CAN'T DRIVE. YOU KNEW SHE NEEDED A RIDE HOME.
And YOU LET HER WALK. IN HER HEELS.
10 kilometres. She started walking 3 hours ago. Where the fuck is she, huh? You couldn't take out half an hour to take her home? You put yourself first, as always. YOUR gambling comes first. YOUR work comes first.
You couldn't give two shits about her safety.
Why the fuck are you still fucking her then?
Fuck you, Dad. You have nothing to say about treating people right. You still don't know shit about it.
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Thanks for reading it all, if you did.
I really hate my father sometimes.
And the nice thing is this is happening just as I get better and the home situation gets better.
Screw this. I'm so moving out.