And now for something different.

I recently had this conversation with my Dad about me flying home for the Christmas holidays. My Dad is a sucker for "having a plan" and "being organised" - he seems to take it personally whenever something goes wrong and is beyond his control. I was a little late in organising the air tickets due to work being a bit iffy on my holiday working dates (still working as a casual bitch), and he didn't take it well.

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Dad: "$300 for airfares!? You should of organised it sooner!!" (disclaimer: normally, it would be less than half that price, but it's the holidays!)
Me: "I didn't know the dates! Even if I did, the costs would of been the same, they don't lower the costs because you book early on a Christmas day flight, they'd lose millions"
Dad: "No that's not the point, you should be more organised with your life!"
Me: "What the hell?! I'm supposed to know magically when I'm not working?!"
Dad: "THEN FIND OUT!!"
Me: "I DID! And then I booked my airfares around it!"
Dad: "You should of hassled your boss more!! Then you could of organised it sooner!!!"
Me: "Who the fuck cares when it was organised, the prices still would of been the same! And I still got a flight on Christmas Day, so it's not like I'm missing out on Christmas!"
Dad: "You're just fucking lazy!"

After this, I called my Mum to explain what was happening.

Me: "The only flight I can really get is on Christmas Day, I'll get there around 12:50pm, can you pick me up from the airport? Will it interfere with Christmas lunch?" (It's a 40 minute drive for her, and Christmas lunch is a big thing for Mum)
Mum: "Sure, just so long as you spend the day here at home, and not with your father"

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In hindsight, perhaps the divorce wasn't that big a surprise.