With the comment, "The comments on this article really resonate with my heart."
WTF, Dad? WTF?
Ugh. I'm waiting for my brother to respond for both of us. I'm not touching this.
Do your parents e-mail you articles and expect you to respond with your opinions? I feel like I'm still 12 and living at home every time I get an e-mail from him. It is maddening.
My parents only occasionally send stuff as I've tried to instill in them that I don't click on the links in mass emails that they forward. For a while it was out of control.
I'm so sorry your dad expects your responses to be intellectual. That would drive me nuts.
My pop-pop cuts articles out of the newspaper and will mark them for which granddaughter they are for. He tried emailing us articles but likes the paper versions better b/c he can use his red pen to underline the important parts. Its pretty cute. And I appreciate the red pen b/c it saves me from reading the entire thing. Kinda like "Cliff notes by pop-pop".
wtf, miso. you have to have a well-reasoned argument to email?
my dad sends me pictures he's scanned in of me from embarrassing times in my sartorial past mocked up in MS paint with thought bubbles like "wow, this choker is really choking me."
and sometimes chain "funny" forwards about things like "you know you grew up in pennsylvania when . . ." forgetting that i was born and raised in VA.
my grandfather was like that about 50% of the time when i was younger (the other 50% he was great, it was so weird). it was exhausting. especially because i had to be well-reasoned and respectful, but he was allowed to yell and say "you don't know what you're talking about!" whenever he wanted. i'm not sure why i was his sparring partner for so long, but it wore me OUT.
My dad sends articles and will ask me specific questions to see if I've read them vs deleting and ignoring like my sister does. I think he just wants to still feel like he's teaching us stuff/being useful as a dad.
My dad does this. About vitamin D, healthy foods, gun control, the economy, Syria, the pope, breastfeeding (my youngest is 4, FFS), more vitamin D, right-wing extremists, whatever current crisis is taking place in South Africa/Egypt/Iraq/Palestine, exercise, the evils of air fresheners, random obituaries ("I would've liked to know her!"), and Shirley Temple youtube videos, to name a few. Did I mention vitamin D?
He'll also occasionally include emo write ups about the state of the human condition and how much people suck, and swear off the internet forever, then 2 days later I'll get more forwards in my inbox.
my grandfather was like that about 50% of the time when i was younger (the other 50% he was great, it was so weird). it was exhausting. especially because i had to be well-reasoned and respectful, but he was allowed to yell and say "you don't know what you're talking about!" whenever he wanted. i'm not sure why i was his sparring partner for so long, but it wore me OUT.
Can't you use your lawyer skills? Why does the article resonate with you, DAD?
One time, he made me discuss this WSJ article about the demise of large law firms. I explained things to him, and then he criticized everything I said and told me I was totally wrong, notwithstanding the fact that I worked in large law firms for over six years and have been a lawyer for 12.
It doesn't matter that I'm a lawyer. It doesn't matter the topic. He's always right.
Post by Booze Raccoon on May 3, 2013 20:34:59 GMT -5
My mother doesn't know how to initiate an email let alone copy and paste a link. She only knows how to reply. I'm not sure my father knows what email is.
My H told me about this article just now. Sucks, man.
My parents send me clipped-out articles in the mail. They're 73 and 78. Sometimes it can be pretty annoying, like when my mom was sure I was going to paralyze myself because the New York Times did an article on yoga accidents. Usually I respond to this type of thing with high annoyance, because I expect my mom to be smarter than that.
My dad tries to stick to practical things like sports, weather events, real estate. He doesn't expect further discussion, which is good, because you can't win an argument with my dad, even when he's making no sense. Or know anything more about a subject, even when you do.
Post by thedahliharpa on May 3, 2013 21:37:39 GMT -5
My Dad sends me any article he finds regarding breastfeeding and med-free crunchy birth stuff. It is weird but it how he shows his support which cancels out the weird.
My mother clips articles from newspapers and sends them. It's kind of endearing.
my mom does this too. She sends them up to me with a few pictures she's printed from my flickr feed (since we never print pics, just keep them all online), and a little note in a card.
It is adorably baby boomer.
eta: my dad only emails me if it involves getting a gift for my mom (which I am expected to take care of, because you know, he's only been married to the woman for 38 years, how should he know what to get her?), or if it is a SUPER old "witty" forward that originated 10 years ago, but he is just now discovering.
DH's 21 year old cousin came over from college to spent the night with us a couple of weeks ago and my MIL (his aunt) clipped an article for him on the dangers of marijuana cigarettes since "it's all legal now". We had a good laugh about it
My dad sends me financial stuff all the time. Things about the housing market and how we shouldn't be in a rush, and stuff about stocks. I used to find it irritating, but now I just don't read them anymore. Then he asks me on the phone about the article and I'm like "oh, yeah, I haven't gotten around to reading it yet..." After about 5 years of this, I think he might be on to me.
Neither of my parents ever got into email. Thank goodness because I have no doubt they would have funded dozens of Nigerian princes if they had. :/
My dad would save me newspaper articles though, usually food or wine related - lol. After he passed I found a special restaurant section the local paper had put out a few weeks earlier, tucked away in the corner of the living room. I knew he meant to give it to me.