I’m so sick of this “daddee” nonsense. Here’s how it went tonight.

1. I was in the middle of talking to FH about my business plans. Suddenly, “I need to call SD.” No transition. Nothing. Just, “I’m gonna call SD and figure out the plans for tonight, because what you (SM) have to say is boring and not relevant.”
2. Hours later, we’re prepping BBQ at a friend’s. I come in to assist SD, but “dadddee” needs to come in because he knows how to do it. So the woman that cooks daily for these folks doesn’t know anything? Ok.
3. Later, FH has SD come out an apologize. “I didn’t mean it the way I said it.” My response? “I know. You don’t need to apologize. It’s not you but someone else.” So FH pushes asking who. And I say I’m not going to discuss it now.

This is the reality. I’m second until I call it out. Then I’m the bad guy. Whatever. I’m over the BS.