Ok, so my dad and sister were in town for my sister's softball tournament. Family rarely comes to visit me, because I live two hours away in Baton Rouge, LA. Most of my family lives in Mississippi. Well my dad calls me up and is like "Hey, you want to meet us for dinner?" I am a college student, so I'm thinking all right, a free meal. :D
So we go to this nice Seafood Restaurant, Mike Anderson's, and it is a little pricey for sure. We order and everything, and my dad lets me know that I will have to pay for my meal. WHO THE FUCK DOES THAT! It would be different if I were established with a career and a disposable income, but c'mon! When a parent invites you out to dinner, you sorta expect them to pick up the tab. See if I make time for him next time he is in town. I don't like him anyways.
