Hmmm...

So my father didn’t go for the medical check-up last Saturday. Turns out that it was one of those schemes that private companies use to try and get to you buy their products. We found out about this when my dad called the hospital to ask if he was to fast the night before and was told that it was not the hospital conducting the tests etc. Instead, a private company had rented their space/hall and they were the ones doing the “tests”, if indeed that was what they were going to do; because, prior to the testing, participants have to sit through a seminar for an hour. I doubt that it would have been a “Live healthy” kind of talk, but rather a “do you have a life insurance/policy” kind of talk.

And once again…my father escaped being told off. Apparently my daily nagging doesn’t seem to affect him coz just last Wednesday he blatantly lied to me saying he shared a plate of fried mee with a friend for dinner. Sis and I went to pasar malam that night and came back with lots of finger-foods. We refused to allow my dad to indulge in any coz we know him so well. Besides, he had asked us to buy a packet of keropok for him, of which we knew will be finished by the end of the night.

Anyhow, we found out from the very same friend he had “shared” his dinner with that my dad had in fact ate his own plate of fried mee; the sharing was…him tasting his friend’s fried MAGGI!! And so…dad got caught! When we confronted him, he denied!! *rolls eyes*

I’ve reached my limit. So I told him yesterday that since he’s not listening to us, I’ve decided not to listen to him too. Fair is fair. Yes he’s my father but at this point, I don’t really care. After all, he’s stopped telling me what to do for quite awhile now and he knows that I can make the right decisions and choices. Our roles have reversed.