One creepy evening, after spending some time in the basement watching TV, my girlfriend and I thought my father had gone to sleep which was our cue to sneak back upstairs to where we stayed.
This night, however, we misjudged the silence and as I turned the corner from the basement stairs, I saw my father staring at us. My girlfriend was walking in front of me and as soon as she got to the next set of stairs to go to our living area, my father asked if I could talk to him for a minute. I was leery about what he could possibly want to talk to me about.
My father began to talk to me about how my girlfriend and I were making it uncomfortable for him in his own house. He proceeded to talk about how we were making the entire living situation awkward and he did not think he could live like that. He said something had to change (I remember thinking, “yeah, you need to stop drinking!”).
He brought up the fact that we walk by him several times a day and ignore him, especially my girlfriend. He even went as far to say that she was the one who was creating tension around the house and walks around like a “smug, arrogant b***h”. I had to remind him, once again, that she does a lot for him and he is the one who creepily stares us down.
I told him that when he is drunk, he is creepy. I said that the reason we do not talk to him is because he is drunk all the time and I did not want to talk to him when he was drunk and did not want my girlfriend to either. My father just played it off like he did not know what I was talking about.