“Get anything you want. No, not that!”
ThoughtsI was at a coffee shop last week, when a meathead and his tired son walked in and started looking at the menu.
Dad: Get whatever the fuck you want, I don’t care.
Teenage son: Okay, I’ll have the spanish omelette.
Dad: What the fuck? You could get that anywhere! Get something else, for fuck’s sake.
His son stood in place for a few moments, shook his head, and walked out. His dad stood there stunned, then looked at the barista and groaned “fucking kids, am I right?”
Good on the kid. Mess around with gen Z, and find out.
My dad and grandfathers never treated me this way; not once, not ever. The more I see and hear about other dysfunctional families with abusive parents, I count myself lucky.
