R-E-S-P-E-C-T
I noticed this little fact due to my own experiences, and stories from friends. When a young adult hits somewhere between 18 and 20, things take a sudden turn. Those of you with younger siblings know exactly what I'm talking about.
In most aspects, you become something a little more equal with your parents. You have car, so now you can do what you like. With freedom of movement comes a bevvy of other things you can do, it's pretty badass I'll say. But, with this freedom comes an attitude change with your parents. Now that you're not a child anymore, the respect you get from your parents takes a major nosedive. I'll say this now before we get in too far, this is mainly just me blathering on here, I'm sure this doesn't go for everyone.
Parents get this notion that, while you're now an adult and can do whatever you please, you're still subject to anything and everything in their lives. Hey, you're not doing anything important right? Head to the store while I sit my ass down on the couch. Parents get lazy, and while I do understand that parents have a busy life, I don't think it's fair. I believe relationships are all about give and take. Take too much without giving anything back, and things get unpleasant. I know I'm not the best at fulfilling that doctrine, I do my best with what I can. I just think that if we're going to be at your beck and call since we're in your house, you can at least allow us something, right?
Wrong. Parents will constantly play the Bread Winner card. Again, I get it parents, you're providing for us. But come on, you can't keep a promise, or a date? You can't remember when we've got plans, and we've told you, and you make plans for us anyways? Why is it that no matter where we are, it always funnels down to what you need, and your instant gratification. Why is it that when you're with your friends, you are not to be bothered; but when we're out with our friends, we're fair game to be bothered with stuff? If you say you're going to do something with or for us, DON'T blow it off because "We can handle it like adults."
When you have younger siblings, this really begins to press your buttons, in both effects no less. You see your younger siblings get ignored too, and you get pissed because you know how that feels. On the same token, you get ignored because your younger siblings have precedence over you, and that pisses you off too. I understand that the younger kids need to be babied a bit more, but honestly, it's just incredibly uncool to drop one sibling for another.
On to borrowing stuff from us. As with anyone else, and more especially because you're an adult, I expect anything you borrow from me to be returned in the same or better condition than when it was given. I would also expect that if you're going to borrow money from us, and you say you're going to pay us back, that it get paid back as soon as you can do so. It ticks us off a bit when you walk in with a shiny new toy that costs more than what you owe us. Now, I dunno if anyone else's parents borrow their car, but we only have two cars to split between three people. What ticks me off here, is when I fill my tank, then my parents use it, and suddenly I'm down by 1/4 tank. Or worse, when the use it, I have something to do, and they leave me with no gas. Or when they leave their stuff in my car, or their garbage. It's my car, it's in my name, so why the hell do you treat it like it's yours? Would you borrow a friends car and drain the gas / leave your garbage in it? Then why the fuck would you in your own son's car?
This last one is purely of my own volition here. See, my parents when their in the mood, have special days for each of the kids. Each of us gets to spend a day, just us, Mom and Dad. Or rather I should say, each of them gets a day. Now, I may be different than a lot of 20-something's these days, because I love my parents and am not ashamed of them. Matter of fact, anytime someone gets uppity with their parents, it makes me want to smack them and tell them to show a little respect. I was actually kind of depressed that I was left out of this deal. The baby went with Mom and Dad to run some errands and play at the park, simple, but he is 2. Garren went with Mom and Dad to Golf N' Stuff. They played some mini-golf and what not. Collin went with Dad to shooting range, my grandpa took over Mom's place because she wasn't feeling well. But me? Nothin'. I dunno, maybe they didn't expect me to want something like that, but they could've asked.
If you're TL;DR'ing this: Parents, get your shit together with your oldest. Oldest: make sure you're not being a dick to your parents.
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Onyxia Wipe
My favorite Castlevania Scene
and Look at you Go!
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