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I needed fifteen dollars for school for lab fees in biology and a deposit on my uniform for ROTC. My mom was able to give me it today. I folded the money up and tucked it a little ways under one of my books that I had on the dining table. My dad was bitching at me about cleaning up a bowl I had put into the sink. My mom went to hand me the money before I washed it, so I just tucked it under the book to wash the dish. I had forgotten about the money, but it was where I could see it if I walked by the table.

A couple hours later (a few minutes ago), my dad calls me out from the living room. I go out there, and he's holding the money in his hand. He gets all pissy and tells me: "I'm going teach you value of a dollar. You don't put it under a book on the table. Next time I find it like this, it's going in my pocket." ARE. YOU. FUCKING. SERIOUS!?!? You fucking yelled at me to wash that fucking bowl, so I didn't put the money in my backpack so I could wash it!!

And you're going to teach ME the value of a dollar? Really? WHAT THE FUCK!? I earned my own money a couple of months ago. I spent my own money. I KNOW THE VALUE OF A FUCKING DOLLAR. Don't go and get all pissed off at me, because I put the money on the goddamn table. It's not like this family is full of fucking thieves who will steal fifteen dollars that are lying on the table. Especially when they fucking saw my mother hand it to me.

It's the way he said it to me that's got me really pissed. If he had just asked me to put it in my backpack, fine. I would have done it. But no. You had to get all fucking pissed over nothing. And excuse the fuck out of me for placing it where you were setting your plate for dinner. How the FUCK am I supposed to know where you're going to set your plate?

You know what? Fine. You want to teach me the value of a dollar? I'll teach you the fucking value of cleanliness. You don't clean up after your goddamn self once you're done eating, so from now, I'll bitch at you to clean up your plate. It's what you do to me, and ONLY TO ME. Oh, and you're home all fucking day on vacation yet you can't bother to clean the kitchen. Mom is still working, and the three of us are gone to school all day. If it was still summer break, it would be a different story, but it's not. So pick up a fucking sponge and clean something goddamnit!

/Rant

....Eh, I'll probably regret a ton of this later, but I'm too pissed to give a shit right now.

I mean, what he's saying isn't that extreme. Its not as if he is making you do hard labor- my dad threatened me with the same thing, and I don't leave money laying around anymore. Still does his dishes, this isn't the end of the world. He's your dad, and thats what it boils down to. He's just trying to teach you a life lesson. But, I can understand your viewpoint.

"A toothache, or a violent passion, is not necessarily diminished by our knowledge of its causes, its character, its importance or insignificance".- T.S. Eliot

I guese he was jsut in a bad mood =/
Daddys tend to be short temperd.

And I get that from him >_< Once my short fuse is lit, it's no holds bar. I get pissed, rant about it, then feel bad later, which is what I'm doing now.

Youll be fine

i hope everything ok now

Hehe...yeah it is. I just blew an unnecessary fuse and let it out on there before I did anything IRL.