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...because he's mad at him for not taking enough units in his first year of college. No joke. If you knew my dad, this punishment would make perfect sense.
One time, he watched my sister spend all afternoon waxing her car. As soon as she left to take a shower, he turned on the sprinklers because he was mad at her for eating all the pickles. Why would he get mad at someone for such an act? Because "Pickles are expensive!", apparently.
Another time, he put super glue in the lock to my sister's room while she was out because he didn't have a key, and it is his house, after all. The following morning, I guess he must have had a moment of remorse when he saw her sleeping on the couch. He woke my brother up at 6am and put him on a ladder to climb through the window so he could fix her door.
On several occasions he's purposefully left the front door open so my sister's dog could escape. He's left rat poison in her rabbits bunny run, successfully killing the smallest bunny, Chewey. When he gets mad at someone, he does everything in his power to wreak havoc in that person's life. Unfortunately for all of us, he really doesn't know any better.
The thing is, when I was an angsty teenager, I had 3 sisters to soften the blow. If any one of us was getting too much parental attention, it was easy to defuse the situation by bringing up something much worse that one of my siblings had done. We all, at one time or another, have taken a fall for each other. Now, all of us girls are in our mid to late twenties, leaving my poor little 19-year-old brother at home with more parental attention than he can handle. He's a good kid... but that won't last long with the way he's being treated. And I know from personal experience that it won't ease up for him for another 5-7 years.
I told my brother that in dad's house whoever pays the bills makes the rules, and if the rules are "When I don't like you, I steal and/or destroy your things", then those are the rules. He can either take his crap and get a new toothbrush, or leave.
One time, he watched my sister spend all afternoon waxing her car. As soon as she left to take a shower, he turned on the sprinklers because he was mad at her for eating all the pickles. Why would he get mad at someone for such an act? Because "Pickles are expensive!", apparently.
Another time, he put super glue in the lock to my sister's room while she was out because he didn't have a key, and it is his house, after all. The following morning, I guess he must have had a moment of remorse when he saw her sleeping on the couch. He woke my brother up at 6am and put him on a ladder to climb through the window so he could fix her door.
On several occasions he's purposefully left the front door open so my sister's dog could escape. He's left rat poison in her rabbits bunny run, successfully killing the smallest bunny, Chewey. When he gets mad at someone, he does everything in his power to wreak havoc in that person's life. Unfortunately for all of us, he really doesn't know any better.
The thing is, when I was an angsty teenager, I had 3 sisters to soften the blow. If any one of us was getting too much parental attention, it was easy to defuse the situation by bringing up something much worse that one of my siblings had done. We all, at one time or another, have taken a fall for each other. Now, all of us girls are in our mid to late twenties, leaving my poor little 19-year-old brother at home with more parental attention than he can handle. He's a good kid... but that won't last long with the way he's being treated. And I know from personal experience that it won't ease up for him for another 5-7 years.
I told my brother that in dad's house whoever pays the bills makes the rules, and if the rules are "When I don't like you, I steal and/or destroy your things", then those are the rules. He can either take his crap and get a new toothbrush, or leave.
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