he is Mentally ILL... why do I need to kiss is @**?
I started playing piano when I was 6 and stopped taking lessons around 17 or 18. I got married and the moment I found out I was pregnant with my first child, I wanted to buy a piano for him/her.
Now, 8 years later, someone offered to GIFT us a piano... we just need to haul it. It's a basic upright. Not the heavy, old fashioned ones, but yes, heavy. The owner said it was a "four person job".
So I called my dad, who has a truck, and asked him if he'd be willing to help me out. My words were "do you think you and (my brother) could help me pick this up, after the game tonight?" dad says yes.
Then I called my husband, who was with my brother in law, and told him about it, and asked him to ask my BIL. Then asked him to contact two of his other friends.
An hour or so later, my dad calls and says I need to "call my brother and ask him personally"... otherwise he won't do it. WHAT?!
So I texted him.. despite my better judgement... and said "are you willing to help with the piano? I have some beers for a "thanks" afterward! lol!"
And he said "what have you done for ME lately?
My knee jerk response was "fuck you... forget I asked"... but I stayed calm and responded with a laundry list of all the shit I've done for him in the last week.
He discounted ALL of it, saying the Thanksgiving Dinner I made tasted awful, the clothes I bought his daughter were ugly, and would be passed on to my daughter anyway- so that was really SELFISH, not helpful, that he gave me $5 in gas money for all the rides I had been giving him, so that makes it not a favor, and that when I surprised him at work with his daughter, my kids were so "out of control" that he couldn't enjoy his daughter at all. Which is totally stupid bc we at dinner in his restaurant, he didn't even wait our table, and I paid for his daughter's dinner. Then he got off work and took her to see Santa, and we left.
So I went back to my "fuck you"
Why the HELL would my dad ask me to kiss the ass of the man that has made me a target of his aggression for 3 decades, and who has done NOTHING to deserve the kindness I have extended him?! Why should I accomodate the mentally ILL psychopath?!
I'm so mad I'm boiling. I told them forget it. I don't want the piano that bad. That's ridiculous. I'll just wait another 8 years and hope another piano comes along... or I come into some money.
Dad came by anyway, so they are going to get it... I'm so mad. I don't even WANT their charity. I do'nt want to be in debt to that prick.