Somewhere in this blog I have posted that my parents and I have a strange relationship. It may all be all in my imagination but I don't think so. Let's just say I have a difficult relationship with my dad especially. And if any family members are reading this (which I doubt) get over it, this is my blog!
Case in point, Sunday lunch, I was supposed to bring Chinese food out to him for lunch (my suggestion), but the restaurant was closed so I didn't. When I got to dad's house (mom was out of town) and told him; he just said he would eat the meat in the fridge with bbq sauce.
So he took G outside into their secret hiding place (she wanted to go) under some bush or another, and I started to prepare lunch. I got the meat out and low and behold it was fuzzy. It had white fuzz on the majority of it. When they came back in I told him he couldn't eat that because it was molding.
He said, "I can too. I ate it last night."
I said, "Well it has white fuzz all over it."
He said, "No it doesn't." Hello, I am looking at it, yes it does!!
I said, "Yes it does." I even pointed out to him that he couldn't see because he didn't have his glasses on and I did.
The man argued with me as to whether or not the meat was molded. He was not going to let me be right, and that has been my whole life! He will not let me be right about anything. And surprisingly, I am right about a lot of things, not every thing but a lot of things. Neither he nor my mom believe I am right about anything. Then when they discover that I was right about something they do the childhood "you're right, you're right, you're always right" taunt that diminishes the right that I was.
Back to the lunch, I let him eat that meat. As he fixed it I saw out of the corner of my eyes that he cut away part of it. I said nothing to him. This is one in my lifetime of disagreements I have had with my dad. Finally, I am at least back making the salary he never believed I would make in the first place, and he voiced that to my mom the first time I made that salary in '99.
Now this issue with my parents affects me at work when people challenge me about something. When I don't know something I will say that I don't know, but I will find out. If I know something and say something and someone challenges me, I dig in and really fight whether or not it was a battle to begin with. I am struggling with my boss over that.
Of course my boss fired my co-worker because he as the CFO with no financial back ground couldn't be sure that my co-worker with an accounting degree actually knew accounting. So I have a little of the issue coming from my parents and part of the issue coming from my boss.
This is not a post written for sympathy just out of frustration.