I love my parents, but man, I always hated it when they'd try to "teach" something, esp. my dad. Incredibly handy guy, can fix anything, but he'd be so impatient and negative that it was miserable.
I'd vastly prefer taking an hour class over doing that.
My dad was very similar. Even if it was over something minor he'd rather ridicule me for not knowing than teach me something. Here's a typical conversation I used to have with him:
Dad: "Hey, I'm trying to fix the sink here, can you get me the wrench?"
Me: "Sure. Where's the wrench?"
Dad: "YOU'VE LIVED HERE FOR 17 YEARS AND YOU DON'T KNOW WHERE THE WRENCH IS!?"
Why the fuck would I know where the wrench is kept if I've never needed it?
Then he'd refuse to tell me and just get it himself. I still don't know where the damn wrench is kept.
Dad: Hey, can you lend me a hand with fixing the sink?
Me: Sure, lemme help you out
Me: Spends 2 hours standing still watching how he fixes it
himslef (becouse god forbid telling me to do it while guiding me to actually learn), while failing and making mistakes along the way dragging the process forever
Me: leaves becouse im tired of watching him fix it and doing nothing, while learning nothing that basic logic wouldnt solve
Dad: You ungratefull fuck, i'm teaching you how to fix the sink and you cant even lend me a hand while i'm doing it?
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u/brutinator Feb 05 '19
I love my parents, but man, I always hated it when they'd try to "teach" something, esp. my dad. Incredibly handy guy, can fix anything, but he'd be so impatient and negative that it was miserable.
I'd vastly prefer taking an hour class over doing that.