Dad's Yo-yo Games

[Escape Goat]

This was a typical day of life in my household. As I was always and forever the go-to for store errands and everything else that nobody else wanted to do or get involved with.

Dad always had a list as long as his arm and leg combined, but would never give me the complete list so I could get it all in one swoop. Instead, it was always just 1 item at a time

It always started with a pack of cigarettes, which he smoked 3 packs a day, but never, ever bought by himself, and never, ever more than 1 pack at a time.

Because of his atomic temper, protesting was never an option.

1. Pack of smokes -1st trip to the store
2. Toilet paper - another trip to the store
3. A pound of butter - another trip to the store
4. A loaf of bread - another trip to the store
4. A pack of lunch meat - another trip to the store
5. A quart of milk - another trip to the store
6. A pound of coffee - another trip to the store
7. A package of orange pekoe tea - another trip to the store
8. A bag of sugar - another trip to the store
9. A box of cookies - another trip to the store
10. A box of crackers - another trip to the store
11. A can of soup - another trip to the store
12. A can of beans - another trip to the store
13. A dozen eggs - another trip to the store
14. A jar of jam - another trip to the store
15. Another pack of cigarettes - another trip to the store
16... I've lost count by now

It would go on and on all day, meanwhile I lived with the embarrassment of showing up at the store every 15 minutes or so, this being just one contribution to the shame I lived with every minute of every day.

I would have liked to know what possessed Dad to be so cruel.

 

[Escape Goat]

16. A pound of bacon - another trip to the store
17. A bag of potatoes- another trip to the store
18. A bag of carrots- another trip to the store
19. A turnip- another trip to the store
20. A bag of apples- another trip to the store
21... when's this going to end?

 

[Deleted member 541]

To ask "why" is to open the door for more abuse. He was a sick f*ck, that got his jollies out of being cruel to you. Isn't that enough, why would you need to ask why???? Sometimes accepting things as they are is better, and just leave the rest unanswered.....

 

[Escape Goat]

To ask "why" is to open the door for more abuse. He was a sick f*ck, that got his jollies out of being c...

You're dead-on right and I defiantly told him so to his face; called him "a sick f*cking creep". He pulled the belt for another 50? maybe 100 lashes? But that time I lunged and knocked him off his feet.

I became more and more defiant in the face of the unfairness through my teen years.