Didn't It Make Sense The First Fifteen Times?

Alright, I just wasted an hour of my time that I want back. My father needed his tires rotated two weeks ago but then realized how tight they were so he left it for me since I have air tools and he doesn't have the mental capacity to use a forward/reverse air gun. So at least ten times over the past two weeks he asked me why they would tighten his lug nuts so tight. So today I finally went to do it and it ended up breaking my adapter trying to break the left front tire free and all he did was kept asking me why they'd do that. I'm not sure how many times you can ask the same question and I can answer it with the same exact question of "it was neglect". I guess he hates hearing the truth and that all of these people aren't really his friends who did it. Now his new obsession is asking me what I'm doing online about twice an hour while I sit on the couch because I should enjoy auto auctions and sports that aren't relevant to me as much as him. Fuck I'm bored. I am happy that there is a doubleheader of baseball today because yeah, it's useless and unproductive but it's better than auto auctions and whatever else. I wish he'd shutup already.