In recent years, I have come to realise that my father is indeed an SC.
Without going into the ins and outs of my relationship with him and my mother, suffice it to say my best male friend will be giving me away at my wedding. Anyways, onto the suck...
The day he cheated 3
My dad decided (for reasons best known to himself) that the mobile phone contract he had with the company 3 didn't meet his needs, so he pulled the dirtiest trick in the book...phoned them up and told them he would cancel his plan if they didn't give him what he wanted, knowing full well they'd cave into his demands!
I was absolutely disgusted, as well as being sorely tempted to phone 3 up and tell them the truth. What really irked me was that my dad laughed it off and said I was stupid when I told him how disgusting it was!
The day he tried to freeload off my friend
My friend fixes computers, and when mine was ready to break I was talking to him about it and he offered to fix it for me for free. (note the word "offered" here) Well, when my sister's laptop went the same way a few weeks later, my dad demanded that I tell my friend to fix it for her for free!
Obviously, I refused to do so. If he had offered to pay my friend for doing it, I would have asked, but he was hell-bent on getting something for nothing.
How much for cash?
This is one thing I despise about my father. No matter what he buys, he has to haggle. I detest haggling with an absolute passion. This particular time, he was buying a laptop and he asked the poor sales assistant "how much for cash?" The rest of the conversation went like this:
SA: The price on the shelf is XX-XX
Dad: Yeah but how much for cash?
Me: XX-XX dad
Dad: But I'm paying cash! This is not right! How about a free laptop bag then?
Me:
Dad stop being so flaming cheap! Prices are there for a reason!
Dad: *points at sales assistant* What are YOU going to give me then?!
SA: I will just ask a supervisor and see what I can do, I'll just be a minute...
Dad: No, that's not good enough, I shall take my money elsewhere!
And so we left, with me apologising to the sales assistant on the way out.
My sister and ID
We all went for a family meal on a Friday night last year, about half 7ish, and decided to go into a bar for a drink. This particular chain of bars has very strict ID policy as they have copped for a lot of fines recently, and if someone under the age of 18 is not having a sit-down meal, they are not allowed in after 7pm. My sister was 16 at the time, and I was 18, so I had my ID ready.
Dad: What are you doing?
Me: Getting my ID out
Dad: You don't need it you're with us! (Pure ignorance on his part right there!)
So, we go to walk in, and the doormen ID me, so I dutifully produce without complaint. They then ID my sister who obviously has none.
Doormen: Sorry, we can't let you in you're under-age.
Dad: But she's with her parents!
Doormen: It's company policy, if she's under 18 she isn't allowed in after 7.
Dad: That's ridiculous! *Sets off on rant*
Me: Dad shut up, they're just doing their job and how do they know you're not going to give her alcohol?
Dad: Shut up you! Come on we'll go to *other pub, also in the same chain*
Me: *to the doormen* I'm so sorry....
So, we trail up to the other pub, where we get in due to their being no doormen. My dad again says I won't need ID cos I'm with my parents (he never learns, honestly
) So, we get to the bar.
Barmaid: Have you got some ID?
Me: Yep *produces it*
Barmaid: And the other young lady?
Sister: No
Barmaid: Well you can stay for this one drink because I know that you're having a Coke, but after that I'm going to have to ask you to leave because you're not having a sit-down meal.
Mum: OK, that's fine, thanks for letting her stay for this one
Dad: But she's with us!
Mum, me and sister:
Dad goes off on a rant about how it's ridiculous and blah blah blah, I again repeat that yes he may order 3 alcoholic drinks and one non-alcoholic one, but how does the barmaid know that he isn't the one drinking the non-alcoholic one? Dad screams at me to shut up and tells the barmaid she's incompetent.
Mum: WE ARE LEAVING! *to barmaid* I am so sorry about my husband, and I'm sorry we've wasted these drinks you made us, I'll pay for them anyway.
My mum paid and we left.
Apologies for the length, but yes...my father ladies and gentlemen!
I wasn't sure if this belonged in Sightings or SCs, so Mods please move as you see fit.
Without going into the ins and outs of my relationship with him and my mother, suffice it to say my best male friend will be giving me away at my wedding. Anyways, onto the suck...The day he cheated 3
My dad decided (for reasons best known to himself) that the mobile phone contract he had with the company 3 didn't meet his needs, so he pulled the dirtiest trick in the book...phoned them up and told them he would cancel his plan if they didn't give him what he wanted, knowing full well they'd cave into his demands!
I was absolutely disgusted, as well as being sorely tempted to phone 3 up and tell them the truth. What really irked me was that my dad laughed it off and said I was stupid when I told him how disgusting it was!The day he tried to freeload off my friend
My friend fixes computers, and when mine was ready to break I was talking to him about it and he offered to fix it for me for free. (note the word "offered" here) Well, when my sister's laptop went the same way a few weeks later, my dad demanded that I tell my friend to fix it for her for free!
Obviously, I refused to do so. If he had offered to pay my friend for doing it, I would have asked, but he was hell-bent on getting something for nothing.How much for cash?
This is one thing I despise about my father. No matter what he buys, he has to haggle. I detest haggling with an absolute passion. This particular time, he was buying a laptop and he asked the poor sales assistant "how much for cash?" The rest of the conversation went like this:
SA: The price on the shelf is XX-XX
Dad: Yeah but how much for cash?
Me: XX-XX dad
Dad: But I'm paying cash! This is not right! How about a free laptop bag then?
Me:
Dad stop being so flaming cheap! Prices are there for a reason!Dad: *points at sales assistant* What are YOU going to give me then?!
SA: I will just ask a supervisor and see what I can do, I'll just be a minute...
Dad: No, that's not good enough, I shall take my money elsewhere!
And so we left, with me apologising to the sales assistant on the way out.
My sister and ID
We all went for a family meal on a Friday night last year, about half 7ish, and decided to go into a bar for a drink. This particular chain of bars has very strict ID policy as they have copped for a lot of fines recently, and if someone under the age of 18 is not having a sit-down meal, they are not allowed in after 7pm. My sister was 16 at the time, and I was 18, so I had my ID ready.
Dad: What are you doing?
Me: Getting my ID out
Dad: You don't need it you're with us! (Pure ignorance on his part right there!)
So, we go to walk in, and the doormen ID me, so I dutifully produce without complaint. They then ID my sister who obviously has none.
Doormen: Sorry, we can't let you in you're under-age.
Dad: But she's with her parents!
Doormen: It's company policy, if she's under 18 she isn't allowed in after 7.
Dad: That's ridiculous! *Sets off on rant*
Me: Dad shut up, they're just doing their job and how do they know you're not going to give her alcohol?
Dad: Shut up you! Come on we'll go to *other pub, also in the same chain*
Me: *to the doormen* I'm so sorry....
So, we trail up to the other pub, where we get in due to their being no doormen. My dad again says I won't need ID cos I'm with my parents (he never learns, honestly
) So, we get to the bar.Barmaid: Have you got some ID?
Me: Yep *produces it*
Barmaid: And the other young lady?
Sister: No
Barmaid: Well you can stay for this one drink because I know that you're having a Coke, but after that I'm going to have to ask you to leave because you're not having a sit-down meal.
Mum: OK, that's fine, thanks for letting her stay for this one
Dad: But she's with us!
Mum, me and sister:

Dad goes off on a rant about how it's ridiculous and blah blah blah, I again repeat that yes he may order 3 alcoholic drinks and one non-alcoholic one, but how does the barmaid know that he isn't the one drinking the non-alcoholic one? Dad screams at me to shut up and tells the barmaid she's incompetent.

Mum: WE ARE LEAVING! *to barmaid* I am so sorry about my husband, and I'm sorry we've wasted these drinks you made us, I'll pay for them anyway.
My mum paid and we left.
Apologies for the length, but yes...my father ladies and gentlemen!
I wasn't sure if this belonged in Sightings or SCs, so Mods please move as you see fit.


I'm sure anyone with siblings can relate with me on this point-there's always going to be something worthy of chop busting and such.
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