Dad....(that's all I have to say)
I love my father very much but he has been irritable lately. I told him I would call and since I'm so bad at calling people he wasn't happy when I didn't. I tried calling yesterday and he didn't answer so I left a message. Then when I called last night he answers "KARRI YOU CALLED ME!" Then he proceeds to tell me how much I call my mother but never call him. If he only knew why I don't like to call him.....no....he'd still complain.
Talked for about an hour and everything I said wasn't good enough. All those years of him telling me to increase my TSP (401K) to 15%....well...this is how the converstion went:
me: "Hey dad I have my TSP up to 15%!"
dad: "Well, you should increase it to the max"
me: "The max is 18%, this is pretty good dad."
dad: "Well, you need to increase it, thats the only way you'll have money when you retire"
me: "I have $12,000 after only 3 years here so far in there."
dad: "Hm."
WTF!!! This was how the majority of our conversations went. As if he's very bitter about something. Or maybe he was just moody yesterday. Here's another one.
me: "Hey dad I'm taking a tiling class!" (thought he'd be proud of this one)
dad: "Greg should be taking that class."
me: "Well, he signed up for it but couldn't because of school, it's fun to learn."
dad: "good."
me: "He took an electrical wiring class."
dad: "He has no business messing with wiring until he knows what he's doing. Y'all told me how he felt a shock when messing with it before. It could kill him!"
me: "Well...thats why he took this class so he knows what to do and what not to do."
dad: "That's something I wouldn't touch unless I had the knowledge. It's dangerous!"
*frustrated!*
He was sooooo pissy. Not proud of anything I told him. And he wonders why I don't call often. The only times he ever says nice things is when I'm sad about something, like when I called crying about Uncle John or crying about the cats dying. He's turning grumpy.
Like I said I love him very much but I don't know why he can't be supportive of my decisions even when I eventually do what he says (like the TSP thing).
The only fun part of the conversation was when I was talking about the Bodies museum. He seemed kinda interested and I talked for awhile about that.
I guess I'll give it another try and call him in a few weeks if we don't go down to see him soon. Maybe he'll be in a better mood then.
GRRRRR
Talked for about an hour and everything I said wasn't good enough. All those years of him telling me to increase my TSP (401K) to 15%....well...this is how the converstion went:
me: "Hey dad I have my TSP up to 15%!"
dad: "Well, you should increase it to the max"
me: "The max is 18%, this is pretty good dad."
dad: "Well, you need to increase it, thats the only way you'll have money when you retire"
me: "I have $12,000 after only 3 years here so far in there."
dad: "Hm."
WTF!!! This was how the majority of our conversations went. As if he's very bitter about something. Or maybe he was just moody yesterday. Here's another one.
me: "Hey dad I'm taking a tiling class!" (thought he'd be proud of this one)
dad: "Greg should be taking that class."
me: "Well, he signed up for it but couldn't because of school, it's fun to learn."
dad: "good."
me: "He took an electrical wiring class."
dad: "He has no business messing with wiring until he knows what he's doing. Y'all told me how he felt a shock when messing with it before. It could kill him!"
me: "Well...thats why he took this class so he knows what to do and what not to do."
dad: "That's something I wouldn't touch unless I had the knowledge. It's dangerous!"
*frustrated!*
He was sooooo pissy. Not proud of anything I told him. And he wonders why I don't call often. The only times he ever says nice things is when I'm sad about something, like when I called crying about Uncle John or crying about the cats dying. He's turning grumpy.
Like I said I love him very much but I don't know why he can't be supportive of my decisions even when I eventually do what he says (like the TSP thing).
The only fun part of the conversation was when I was talking about the Bodies museum. He seemed kinda interested and I talked for awhile about that.
I guess I'll give it another try and call him in a few weeks if we don't go down to see him soon. Maybe he'll be in a better mood then.
GRRRRR
posted by Karri-Berry at
5:07 AM
2 Comments:
Its a good thing we are required to love our parents (and our parents are required) to love us sometimes. Good thing your father is not nearly the pain in the ass my dad and step-dad are. Be thankful for that. (Smile)
You guys will have a blast. Sorry I will be in school again. Guess you will be leaving me with the bratty puppies again. Well, at least I get the whole bed for a few nights. :)
By
Gregasaurus, at 1:03 PM
I do love my dad and feel bad for even posting this but he can get on your nerves!
He's a good dad really. He just knows the right buttons to push.
By
Karri-Berry, at 5:07 AM
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