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You’re going to burn in ** forever dad
When he was in my life my “dad” (let’s just call him sperm donor after this) was a real piece of **. Physically and emotionally abusive, narcissistic as **, would fly into a rage and throw actual tantrums, and get physically violent when his 10 year old kid was having trouble understanding geometry.
One thing about him is that he was raised as a Seventh Day Adventist, basically it’s sort of a Christian cult like Jehovah’s Witness but a bit less **. One thing they can’t do is eat pork, and he would get absolutely ** if I ate it or even touched the stuff, even though he wasn’t the least bit religious; he was just a control freak who got off on bullying people who he believed were weaker and dumber than him. Typical narcissistic behavior, but this has actually led to some goofy moments where he has actually eaten pork, and he still doesn’t know it.
The first time it happened, we were at a nice authentic Chinese place, and I ordered the mapo tofu, I knew it typically contained pork, even if it was technically under the “vegetable” category on the menu, I’ve watched it being made on Youtube and I know that ground pork is a common ingredient in the dish and that the categories name was either a misinterpretation or mistranslation, When it came out it looked and tasted like a typical mapo tofu with the ground pork in it. Since my ** of a sperm donor sees himself as a king, he starts eating my dish of tofu and pork in a spicy sauce. Normally this is when I’d get annoyed, but this time I just. Said. Nothing. And let him eat the pork that he thinks is so disgusting that touching it while it’s wrapped in plastic is just a big no-no.
The second time it happened, I was at a cooking class with my Mom in a store that sells cooking stuff, where we were basically making our own pasta dish, which contained pancetta. After that class, my sperm donor came into the store, and we shared the dish we made for him. I was actually the one who remembered, while he was in the middle of eating it, that it contains pork! So I tell my Mom, and she just tells me to keep to not say anything about it.
I know there is a third time this has happened, but I can’t exactly remember all the details, but it was basically like the first time where the “king” wants to just eat half of my food and I let him because it was satisfying as ** seeing this ** eat something he doesn’t even want me touching.
So yea sperm donor, enjoy spending the rest of your life in ** because you’re too much of an arrogant piece of ** to make fully sure that the food you’re eating doesn’t have pork. Not like you were ever going to heaven anyway with the ** up way you treated me when I was younger.
For the record, I would never feed pork or anything else knowingly to someone who can’t eat it for religious reasons, I’ve worked at a warehouse club before serving samples and I was very clear with everyone exactly what the products contained, let them read the packaging, never lied to try and get them to take a sample, would give them my honest opinion about it if I was asked, if someone to me looked like they don’t eat pork or certain foods, I would tell them straight away if the product I was sampling had those ingredients. It’s just that my sperm donor was such a ** parent and person that I wouldn’t care to tell him if he’s eating pork or dog **.
You still living with him?
No, him and my mom separated a while ago.