My dad likes to complain that women are lesser than men and on a separate note that cooking is a woman’s job.
Now he’s mad. He botched up soup this week. He botched up burgers this week. He’s really mad.
I just find it REALLY funny. He’s cursing up a storm. He’s yelling and blaming everyone but himself.
This is part of my step back and let them take care of themselves act. I am a little scared that my dad will just kick me out instead of learning his lesson; but, rn… life is good.
(One good thing I can say about my dad is that he always supports my choice in soap. I use AXE - the feminine line. My Nana yelled and told me off for it. If one of them is happy, the other definitely isn’t.)