Decision Time.
Last night I tried to ignore my old man so that I didn’t have to listen to him bitch about me leaving him and my crying son in the driveway as I got into a cab with another man. However, I think I heard him give me an ultimatum as I was trying to make some Las Vegas travel plans. He said that I could either do what he tells me to do from now on or get out. He wants me to quit drinking, go back to my therapist, come straight home after work, quit working on Tuesday and Wednesday, because it interferes with the job he had before I started working on those days, stop hanging out with other guys, be honest, and treat my family with the respect they deserve. I don’t know. Doing all that seems like an awful lot of trouble. Besides I like drinking and hanging out with other men. At least they don’t nag me about my behavior, or tell me to be quite because the kid is asleep. I hate ultimatums. They usually mean I have to make a serious decision.
kyknoord on August 25th, 2008
That’s quite a list of demands. Is your old man related to my ex-wife, by any chance?
LBB on August 25th, 2008
I like drinking with other men, too.
Al (the inventor) Gore on August 26th, 2008
I invented ultimatums.
A on August 26th, 2008
Damn, that was exactly the same list of demands that my ex expected of me as well.
He’s gone now and it’s better now.
daisyfae on August 27th, 2008
i like being single. i can drink with whoever the fuck i want, whenever the fuck i want. my dog doesn’t bitch when i’m out late (but occasionally takes a dump on the carpet), and doesn’t bitch when i don’t shave my legs…
Eric on September 2nd, 2008
…. yikes!..