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Who's Your Daddy?

  1. Feb 29, 2008 #1
    My dad works for Geokinetics. He's worked in Geophysics for 30 years. He tells my that a top executive at BP is a fraud, so I personally feel disturbed by that kind of stuff. But my dad tells me they are expecting to get a raise next month. You never no in the "oil industry" and stuff.

    Who's your daddy, and what does he do? That's an Arnold Schwarzennegger (spell) line.
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  3. Feb 29, 2008 #2


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    My daddy beats up other daddies. That's basically it.

    - Warren
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    My Dad's dead, but used to study life as a biologist, so that made him have more life experience than most ever will have. :smile:
  6. Feb 29, 2008 #5
    Cool arildno. I tend to prefer Biologists over Child Psychologists 10 fold. My mom (bless her heart) is all freaked out about whether or not my daughter should be raised in Taiwan or Houston. But given how extremely peaceful Taipei is, I just choose Taipei. But anyways, hat's off to your dad arildno!
  7. Feb 29, 2008 #6
    My Father, now retired, worked for NASA and then Ford Aerospace programs. He took and archived photos of just about everything. He also did free lance photography, Governors, world leaders and of course his kids.
    Oh and he could hit a baseball out of the park!
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    Mine was a preacher. No bible-college bull****; he came out of McGill University (St. Peter's College) in 1923 with a Masters in 'Religious Studies'. He was an agnostic because of his education, so he spent his entire theological career as more of a teacher than a preacher. Emotionally, he could have been a Vulcan; he had them, but never expressed them other than through actions. All of my life, I thought that I was a bitter disappointment to him because I was a pretty rotten guy in my younger years. On his death-bed, he told me that he was proud of me... and once I got alone I cried like a baby. In fact, I'm starting to get weepy just typing this.
  9. Mar 1, 2008 #8
    Hahahahaha, made my evening. Great answer!
  10. Mar 1, 2008 #9
    That's not so bad. My daddy used to like to beat up mommy. Sometimes he would slap us around also. He can't do that any more because he will go to jail and lose his job if he does it again. Now he just kills small animals and throws their corpses in the trash.
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    Huck, man... I don't know what to say.
    It's almost impossible for me to envision, and yet that seems to be the norm in W's family. Our niece still occassionally misses her ex (who we threatened with death if he ever comes near her again), even though she has a great new boyfriend. She stayed with him for years because (and I quote) "He hardly ever hit me." WTF!
    Even W's deceased last ex, who was the perfect man (:rolleyes:) would ask her "Where do you think you're going, you ****ing *****?!" if she started out the door without consulting him. Jeez, if she wants to go to the bar or whatever and I don't feel like it, it's "Okay... be careful... are you sure you have enough money?... call if you need anything."
    What the hell kind of creeps try to pass themselves off as men?
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    One of my great fears is that my daughter will end up with some guy like that. It's not likely, her daddy (my hubby) is kind and gentle, and doesn't have a temper. But still it worries me...I am a mom, after all!!

    If any guy treated her with cruelty I would have to take matters into my own hands.

    My dad...he's a great guy. He's a retired civil engineer, a brilliant mind. He raised me to be very independent -- he expected all his kids to not back down from a fight, get suspended from school at least once, question authority, raise some hell, be excellent at sports, take down bullies. He expected us to fix our own cars, not lie, be fierce, don't ever take the easy way out, take the hard classes, stand up for the underdog...he's a stand-up guy, my dad.
  13. Mar 1, 2008 #12
    The only answer I can think of is that they are cowards. My father works in real estate now and was doing quite well for himself, though times are a bit tougher now. When he deals with clients he is polite and sociable. At home I consider him a monster. He isn't very physically violent these days but his temper is constantly set to the red zone. He literally stomps and growls and hisses and curses all day. At least he isn't punching holes in the walls now that he owns the place. Maybe his age is catching up with him.

    My parents split up for a year when I was 10. That was the best year of my life. Then for some reason my mother decided to go back to him. I was very upset with her decision, and I was right that there would only be more of the same kind of behaviour.

    My brother was born shortly after they got back together. We were poor and my father was having trouble finding and keeping a job. They argued about money constantly. They couldn't pay the rent and we were evicted. They stayed with whatever friend would put them up for a while until the school year was over. Then we were moving from campground to campground for the summer, and my brother was only a few months old. Whenever he cried my father would shake him and scream until he was red in the face, SHUT UP, SHUT UP, SHUT UP!!! Then he would drive off and come back the next night. We discovered later that my brother had a hernia. The shaking didn't stop until my brother was too big to easily pick up.

    When I was 18 I dropped out of college after my freshman year of architectural engineering. After that my mother became schitzophrenic. My extended family came to the conclusion that me dropping out was what caused it. Eventually her condition degraded until she stopped working and would only sit at the kitchen table smoking cigarettes all night long, rocking back and forth and talking to things that weren't there. Sometimes she would speak in tounges and curses, staring at nothing. She created conspiracy theories, one of which involved the Kennedies and Jackie-O. Once we went without a meal for 3 days because there wasn't any food besides condiments in the house. About this time I was 19 and joined the military.

    My mother was in that state for almost 10 years before she got help, by accident. I found out much later that Child Services was investigating my family. They were considering taking my brother out of the house and placing him with my aunt and uncle. It never happened, but after this my father was much less physically violent. My mother didn't want psychiatric help and because she wasn't deemed to be a threat to anyone they couldn't take her against her will. My father prevented her from receiving any help. I don't have any proof of that, but my father was always saying he was worried that he would wake up with a knife in his chest. He told me that he found my mother with an unloaded rifle barrel in her mouth one night. My brother told me a story about her burning a bible in the kitchen sink. It seems apparent to me that he knew she was a threat to her own safety and others, but must have concealed this information to prevent her from getting help. I think he enjoyed the sense of superiority he felt over her in that condition.

    I remember the night that my mother finally got help. At that time I was out of the military. I spent a few years driving around the country and happened to be home for a few weeks when it happened. My brother and I were going to the video store to rent some games. We saw our mother walking down the street and figured she was going to the store to buy some cigarettes. After we got back we noticed she wasn't home, which was unusual because she was always sitting at the kitchen table. We went out driving around looking for her and didn't see her anywhere. Several hours later we got a phone call from the police. Turns out she had hitchhiked to Boston and was walking around until a policeman noticed her and realized she wasn't mentally sound. She was taken to the mental hospital there. Her condition started improving quickly after that.

    A few years ago I was staying with my parents while I went back to school. This is when I learned of my father's new hobby of killing whatever small animals wander into his backyard, squirrels, birds, skunks, whatever. After a year of this we had a heated argument and he said I was effeminate and made an indirect threat to kill me. (said I would have to move out of the country)

    What is worse than everything I have written above is that I know that he believes that he truly loves his family. It makes it hard to hate him completely, and I find myself being sympathetic to him even though I consider him an absolute pig. I think the only reason he 'loves' his family is because he would be lonely without us and have nobody to express his anger at.

    Danger, your father is a saint.
    I'll help you bury the body.
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    Wow Huck, that sounds pretty messed up. It's sad that for some men, the only emotion they feel they can express is anger.

    How's your brother doing?
  15. Mar 1, 2008 #14
    My dad was a famous actor
  16. Mar 1, 2008 #15
    and he will kick your ass......
  17. Mar 1, 2008 #16
    My daddy is a gynecologist and and he works with p****** and v******. (roughly, also from a AS movie LOL)

    Actually, my dad was a carpenter, then a teacher, then had a job in our city doing like housing assistance, then a teacher again, and now hes going back to school to become an engineer.
  18. Mar 2, 2008 #17
    My daddy is a farmer :)
  19. Mar 2, 2008 #18
    My dad is a awesome role model and my mom deserves credit too. Although they didn't get much college, they own their own business and do good. My dad loves good music, knows how to have fun, and has an extensive library of build/fix/do knowledge.
  20. Mar 2, 2008 #19
    He's got my father's temper but a much better heart. He recently got his GED and finished army basic training for the National Guard (edit- correction, Army Reserves). He is trained in CBR attacks, but wants to be a fire-fighter.
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    My dad does volunteer work for CURE (a group that works for reform of the criminal justice system). Both of my parents are liberals! :cry:

    He used to do respectable work as a chemical engineer. After he retired, he admitted he never really enjoyed it.

    Funny, but I never knew either of those things when I was growing up (well, I knew my mom was a liberal - she's pretty outspoken). The focus was usually on us kids and I would have figured he was definitely very conservative. There was a lot emphasis on not being too full of yourself and on trying a little harder to do better next time. When I first started working I realized I was on a little different standard for working hard than other people. When I was loafing, other people still thought I was working hard.

    He was really good with numbers, though. He had me keeping score in bowling or doing some other task requiring arithmetic constantly. By time I was in high school, I could do most of my calculations in my head (a good thing since it's easy to lose track of decimal places using a slide rule). I could square any two digit number in my head and interpolate to get the third digit and could do square roots of any four digit number in my head (mainly because I was so good at squaring numbers I could zero in on the square root of a number really fast). If you've used a slide rule, you realize you don't need to be able to do any more digits than that. Plus I could add, subtract, multiply and divide in my head really fast. I'm not sure why I bothered to use a slide rule, since I just redid the problem until I got the same answer on the slide rule that I'd already calculated in my head. (Usually - once in a while I'd realize I might have made a mistake on my first calculation if I kept getting the same answer on the slide rule over and over.)
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