My dad is the world's worst...and it's not even close. For as long as I can remember, he has bagged on me about my driving...but he's also bagged on everyone in my family as well. In fact, he think HE is the only good driver out there.
Today, I took him for his doctor's appointment. I've had to drive him around for the past two weeks due to multiple strokes he's suffered over the past month and doc told me to hide his keys and not let him drive until he felt it was safe again. Even with him only HALF in his right mind, he has constantly ripped my driving apart. I make sure to not go even one single mph over the speed limit. I make certain to use my blinker...and I do NOT PASS. Still, he's over there saying shit like "I don't know how you still have a driver's license or not have 100 speeding tickets"...well, when he said that on the way back from the doctor's appointment, I shamefully unloaded on his backseat driving ass. I told him to find someone else to haul his ass around because I'm not doing it anymore...and he should call a taxi. Well, he lives in a small town of 1500 people so that's not really an option. Normally I start to feel shame within an hour when I go off on him like that but it's been 3 hours and I'm not one fk'ing bit ashamed! If he only did this due to the strokes, then I could show patience...but he's done this my entire driving life. We have our annual dove hunt coming up in one month in Coleman County. If (big IF) he's able to go, I think I'm going to hire someone to drive him out there while I drive my truck ALONE. FK IT!
Today, I took him for his doctor's appointment. I've had to drive him around for the past two weeks due to multiple strokes he's suffered over the past month and doc told me to hide his keys and not let him drive until he felt it was safe again. Even with him only HALF in his right mind, he has constantly ripped my driving apart. I make sure to not go even one single mph over the speed limit. I make certain to use my blinker...and I do NOT PASS. Still, he's over there saying shit like "I don't know how you still have a driver's license or not have 100 speeding tickets"...well, when he said that on the way back from the doctor's appointment, I shamefully unloaded on his backseat driving ass. I told him to find someone else to haul his ass around because I'm not doing it anymore...and he should call a taxi. Well, he lives in a small town of 1500 people so that's not really an option. Normally I start to feel shame within an hour when I go off on him like that but it's been 3 hours and I'm not one fk'ing bit ashamed! If he only did this due to the strokes, then I could show patience...but he's done this my entire driving life. We have our annual dove hunt coming up in one month in Coleman County. If (big IF) he's able to go, I think I'm going to hire someone to drive him out there while I drive my truck ALONE. FK IT!
