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Learning the Hard Way (possibly cuz nobody told you)
Deusfaux
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yeah
i am so BAD at this
curse my natural honesty
in all honesty I have actually said both "no it looks bad" and "it makes your butt look big"
like in honesty
Ladies surprisingly don't appreciate honesty!
Honesty is important, Rane
Would they rather walk around in something that made their butt look big
I think not
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ladies if i don't tell you that you're fat, who will?
When I was in iraq my platoon sergeant called a formation to tell people to stop shooting their wads on the inside of the shitter door. When sitting down your knees were like, 2 inches from it.
i kept stealing my dad's lighters, because they were brightly colored Bic's and i thought they were toys
i didn't understand fire=bad or whatever
so my dad wanted to dissuade me from this course of action, after having told me not to play with them several times
so when i was out of the room, he took one of his lighters, lit it, turned it upside down so the flame lit the metal bits up to bitching hot, and he put it on the kitchen table
i came tottering in, and went for it, and he was like "don't touch that, it will hurt you" and i ignored him and grabbed it
and, predictably, yelped in pain and cried over this new hell i had not experienced
i never touched a lighter again as a child
I swear many of my chick friends would commit seppuku before admitting they did something wrong. Whether they broke a glass or bombed your car, they will all but admit it.
Because dammit they have to be right!
I have been meaning to speak with you about something
do you have an im client or something?
yeah probably!
i mean, it's a pretty important lesson to teach a child
don't fucking play with lighters, jesus christ
see, the thing is, my dad was very much against the answer "because i told you so"
he raised me to believe that if, when questioning authority, they don't have a satisfactory answer than the command is probably illegitimate
even as a young child i had this mindset
when i was very young, maybe 5 or 6, my father wanted me to learn to swim
he took me out to the lake, we got in our swimming gear, and he was like "alright boy now you are going to learn to swim, no more water wings or life jackets"
and i was like "but why?" citing that i always have water wings or a life jacket so what do i need to learn to swim for? it's not like we live on a boat or something
where's the logic?
so he threw me in the water
and yelled at me to stop drowning, and save myself
i panicked and floundered about, and then he jumped in the water and held me up and stuff
and was like "this is why you need to learn to swim, because you can't rely on always having those things to save you"
so then i stopped bitching and learned to swim
I think 'because I said so' works fine if the alternative is a pretend drowning.
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Then you know, you wouldn't be traumatised.
Satans..... hints.....
I wasn't really traumatized, though.
I was surprised, and panicked, obviously!
But I understood that my panic and surprise wasn't "oh god my daddy threw me in the water why would he do that" but because "oh fuck i am in the water with no water wings i don't know how to swim aglub glub glub"
I knew he was right there and he wouldn't do something that would kill me, because he's my father. Nonetheless, I was panicked.
The lesson learned there was not "Don't question Father" but rather "You need to learn to swim because without it you can die."
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This is what puppies are for.
Yes, you, DodgeBlan of the internet, know exactly how my parents raised me and what I ultimately learned from those lessons.
I'm glad I have you here to inform me, twenty years or so after the fact, how I should feel about a childhood memory.
Thanks, DodgeBlan of the internet! Without you, who knows what I'd think!
DodgeBlan of the internet, father of the year 2030-2031.
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A graphic description with accompanying pictures and sound effects goes a long way. Not everything requires demonstration, but everything requires explanation.
Mt parents always explained stuff to me, rather than just fobbing me off with vague universal statements. I learnt pretty early on that information is always there for people that want to find it, which is why I love learning about stuff to this day.
My father's counter-argument was to show me how it is entirely possible for me to end up in the water without such devices when I do not expect it, and this makes swimming quite important.
Obviously, you can't use this teaching method to teach a child everything. "You should know the antidote for cyanide poisoning because I just poisoned you with cyanide" for example, wouldn't really work.
But my dad was actually pretty good at putting me in controlled circumstances of danger to show me why certain things are important.
If I, as a child, was fascinated with the idea of drinking Drano, I am quite sure my dad would've made a point of showing me the devastating and corrosive effects of the substance on some objects in order to explain "This is why you shouldn't drink it."
That is, of course, if I didn't just accept his initial answer of "because it's corrosive and will melt your insides and you will die".
Which is often how he responded to such things.
My dad didn't teach me shit. Didn't teach me how to speak Spanish, didn't teach me how to swim, didn't help me with any school projects, didn't teach me how to drive (and in fact told me to ask one of my friends when I asked him), didn't want to help me the first time I filed taxes...
Sometimes they will refuse to accept that explanation, and when that's the case, it's best to demonstrate to them why this is how it is.
My dad boned up as a father in some respects, but teaching me critical thinking and to not accept vague commands was actually a pretty good thing.
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Turns out it sucks.
There was an incredibly old lamp that my grandmother used to have on her back porch, this thing had been around since the 1950's, it had seen better days. Well, around 1994 in Miami there was this little thing called Hurricane Andrew that happened. Now, my grandma's house had been spared any severe damage, but the initial power outage managed to mess up the that lamp something fierce. We're talking sparks flying out of the goddamn thing.
Now, during the hurricane the power didn't just immediately go out, it would flicker every now and then and we'd have sporadic periods of light. Now, the first time this happened all the lights came back on except that lamp.
Thinking it had simply gotten turned off, I went over to it and decided to turn it back on.
Electrocution is weird, it doesn't feel like burning or pain, it feels like an intense vibration throughout your entire hand going all the way up to your arm. It isn't until afterwards that you realize "oh shit this really hurts I want my mommy".
Other timeless lesson's Fedora has learned from trial and error;
"That dog will bite you"
"Scissors are sharp"
and one of my personal favorites
"Fedora drunkenly thinks that his friends porch is only 2 feet off the ground and not 20 in the middle of January above a creek"
because all my friends talked about "wards" and had "CTR" rings
my parents told me to wait a couple years
HOO BOY that was a close call
no-one gave me a decent reason for anything
I used to get into trouble at school because I'd want to know how something was spelt before I wrote it, but I was supposed to just wing it by spelling phonetically
Example? Most stuff that's dangerous is pretty easy to explain, even if you have to drastically oversimplify it (I was told not to drink undiluted fruit cordial because it would make my insides rot).
I was making terrain for Warhammer. I was like, ten years old. I was cutting cardboard with a box cutter (its intended function!) and I failed to properly clean off my work bench before laying the cardboard down.
There was a finishing nail underneath the cardboard where I was cutting, and because I was pressing down so hard when I hit the nail the blade skipped up and cut the thumb on my other hand (which was holding the cardboard down).
It was a pretty good cut, although it didn't require stitches (little bit of superglue and a band-aid worked fine).
After he bandaged me up, my dad took the time to go over with me what happened and pointed where I made some critical mistakes (not cleaning my workspace, pressing too hard on the cardboard, not having my other hand in a safe place, not cutting away from my body, etc.)
Thanks, mom and dad.
I think I might be slowly learning it the hardway that my parents may actually be abusive people. Emotionally and mentally that is.
The only evidence I have for this is my retelling of events in an H/A thread, but I'll be seeing a psychiatrist this week hopefully so I'll learn from them. I'm pretty sure the H/A people were right after giving it a lot of thought the past 6 months but I really don't want to be wrong about this.