The other day I arranged to meet my Dad with my son. My Dad has been amazing, he has offered to have my son for as much of the holidays as I have needed in order to be able to work, and I am so grateful.
My Dad asked me to collect DS from a town halfway between us. I have never been to this town, and had searched for a meeting place with car park where we could have a cup of tea etc, but to no avail. I asked Dad for ideas, he said he did not 'bloody know'.
After some encouragement he emailed me the post code for a car park where we could meet.
Any way, using the sat nav I arrived at the destination, and could not find a car park. I drove around the immediate locality and used to sat nav to return to the point where the car park should have been, still could not find it.
I called my Dad on my hands free, he shouted and swore at me. I pleaded with him for more information, he laughed and said I should call him when I've found them, and hung up.
I called him back and pointed out that I had followed the instructions, could not find them, had been driving around and around, and felt particularly worried as DS was with him and I couldn't find them. He yelled the street name down the phone repeatedly. I typed it into the sat nav and found them within minutes.
AS I got out of the car, Dad starts chatting away as if he had not just behaved really bloody horribly. I shook my head and said there was no reason for him to have spoken to me in that way. I went to get DS out of the car. Dad followed me and asked me who the fuck I think I am. I told him to stop it, and that his behaviour was unacceptable. He shouted at me and threw DS' bag into the boot of my car "You've fucking had it".
Once DS had closed his door I literally rounded on my Dad (I know, I know...) I raised my voice and said that he is not to talk to me in that way again, he is not to take the mickey when I am upset because I can't get to my DS, and that he should treat people as he wishes to be treated. He turned around to some shocked people in the car park and apologised, saying his 'daughter is having a turn'. I admit I was fuming at this point, I said "I'm not having a turn, I'm speaking to you the way you have repeatedly spoken to me while I have been desperately trying to find you!" I walked away, he followed me and hissed "You can fuck off". I've spun round like a mad woman and yelled "You can fuck off yourself, don't speak to me like like unless you want to hear it back".
I got into the car and apologised profusely to DS, this should never have happened.
I was shaking really badly. DS is ok, but I feel awful. DS said that when my Dad had started shouting down the phone at me and kept hanging up he felt really stressed.
I drove home feeling so so stressed. As soon as I got home I asked my brother to contact my Dad as I know what my Dad drives like when he's angry, and wanted to know he was home safe. My brother later contacted me wanting to know why I'm such a 'mad bitch', when I asked what I should have done, he did not know.
The fact is my Dad would never have spoken to anyone else like this. He seems to be enraged by any display if apparent inadequacy (particularly by a female). But I wasn't being inadequate. Yes, I'm more easily stressed than usual (have been a non-smoker for a matter of days). In fact every time I've tried to quit he seems to have found a weakness in me and gone on the attack, knowing he's more likely to get a response. He hasn't treated me like this since I was a child though. When I was younger he tried to trip me over if I ever stood up to him verbally. He seems to like to make nasty little digs, and very quietly (behind closed doors) where as my response to behind-closed-doors nastiness is to become very defensive, and very loudly.
I'm sorry for the essay, I have not been sure who to offload to, so I seem to have done it here.
I've been a twat though haven't I?
But why was I on the receiving end of this in the first place?
Am I being over sensitive?