Overcoming a Father's Superiority Complex: A Story of Success
My dad has a bit of a superiority complex and likes to take control of everything--- which is basically why we didn't tell him we got cell phones until we got the first bill. He's convinced that computers poison minds; specifically mine and my sister's, but mainly mine. Because of my Algebra grade, he's also convinced that it's due to being on the computer. Not true, but hey, he won't listen to reason. Anyway, long story short, he bought a lock for the Study door, where the modem and the first computer are. Whenever he feels like I shouldn't go on (more often than not), he just locks the door, and Joe can't get in. Ha-ha. It got old pretty quickly.
I get homelast night, and since my sister has her dance competition.... right this very minute, she had to go to CVS to get some last-minute forgotten items. So I get dropped off, mom and sister go out. Just me and my dad.... a bit of an alright conversation, he didn't seem in a bad mood, or grumpy by any means. I go upstairs to put something away, and surprise, he locked the study door. Because I'm definately going on the computer at midnight after I was out for the day... not. Anyway, he gets pissy that I'm sarcastic about him locking it... control freak? Really annoying. "Oh-ho, but how would you know if it was locked? It might just be closed! You must have been trying to get in! Oh-ho, no computer!" Pretty much what he sounded like. Anyway, I woke up around 5:30, since my room was really, really hot, turned on the air conditioner and fell back asleep, until about 7:00, when my sister got up. Listened to a good hour or so of yelling, since she's completely and utterly incapable of getting ready for anything and not being late, and then they left. Study door's still locked, so I go downstairs to try this computer that I'm typing on. Well, the internet wasn't working. My dad also has a habit of disconnecting the cable outside, so I went out to check that. Still there, so he disconnected the modem upstairs. In the locked door. I searched around the house for about ten minutes, and I got the key. Well, one of them. Dearest father made copies of the key, how nice of him! Unlocked the door, turned the modem on, came down here since this computer's much faster and easier to be on anyway, plus I can hear anyone coming better downstairs, and I made this thread; what you just read now. Not only did I save myself from a good five to six hours of no computer, but I know definetly where one of the keys are to the study. You'd think that it would be hidden or something a little better-- sure you lock me off the computer, but I have seven hours to look for the key. SEVEN HOURS ought to be enough time to find it, but hey, I'm not complaining. 😛
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