My Peeve About My Father
Me and my siblings are not that close to my father, I mean we will have conversations but not like my father where I can rest my head on her shoulder or tell jokes to one another. I think it has to do not only him being far away all the time to work abroad for the family but it is just his nature I guess even though I think he can give me one of his Kidneys with not much of a discussion for that one of the ultimate act of love of a father to his child.
But I have some peeves about him, one being so thrifty that it causes discomfort and inconvenience to others. Like for example when we park the car to the dialysis center and stopped the car he will then stop the engine along with the electrical power supply to the small electric fan considering that it draws just a small amount of power from the brand new battery that I bought a week ago.
Even when we stop at the roadside to buy some fruits on our way home he would turn off the engine including again, the small fan leaving me baking inside the car. I am really not surprised though because even at that time in the hospital when I was confined he was turning down the A/C thermostat to 30 degrees Celsius too.
But this over-thrifty disposition in his mind is out of the ordinary. It is good to be thrifty but not for the discomfort and inconvenience of others and it does drive me crazy. That is why when we drive the car and it is so hot he will say, "let us not use the A/C because..." either it will consume more fuel, the A/C can't handle the heat, or if it is night time he will say, "it is cool anyway, roll the window down".
And this one thing that makes me mad when thinking about it, he destroys what I buy in the house, the melamine bowl he stuck the the toaster oven, it melted, expensive frying pans that he scrubbed white, the gas stove that he disassembled, that one infuriated me too, and some other items like the box fan, mini fan and my air rifle.
That is why I am not buying any appliances anymore but my necessities because I know he "fixes" unbroken things which makes it either ugly or kill it altogether. It is just him, that is his character and it will not change because it is in the brain and there is no medicine for it.
That is why at some point I really do not want to stay in this house but my hands are tied and I can't do anything. The best that I can do is to endure it all and elongate my patience because I must let go the things in life that is beyond my control.
I just accept things as they come, if I have control to change it for the better it is good but if not then I will add it to my undesirable list and move on.
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