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Mar. 19th, 2011 11:49 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Dad called. He did the thing he does where he... is himself, I suppose. I snapped at him and was generally unhelpful and now I feel guilty and stupid.
Not enough to call back and go "Dad, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to disappoint you, I just have a lot on my plate and *insert other lame-ass excuses*", as I should. But apparently I'm sorry enough that I need to write down a confession here and hope that that'll make me feel better.
But he really sucks sometimes! He can't call me and tell me I'm a week late in doing something I didn't realize was a big thing on a deadline that other people were waiting for in the first place! You're supposed to tell people what you expect of them, or else it's not fair to fault them when they disappoint you later.
Fact is though, he just caught me in a bad mood. It wasn't a big thing he was asking, and I could've/should've done it earlier this week, but I forgot. So, there. I suck.
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That is all.
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Date: 2011-03-19 11:02 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-03-21 02:46 pm (UTC)Me and my dad seem to have this conversation on repeat - though we switch roles on occasion. Neither of us ever really remembers to tell the other one what it was what they meant when they said X or Y. I think this is one of the big drawbacks of being very similar to a parent. I've been told quite a few times that aside from looking very much alike, me and my dad have very similar personalities.
Hooray >.>