This Is My Father

I tried to hide in my room for as long as I possibly could today to be away from him and it didn't work. He texted me this morning to see if I was awake because he just absolutely had to have an iPod dock for his new found love of music so he has music in his room. Of course he's listening to Shinedown again because it's one of the only bands that he knows. We go to Target and none of the iPod docks are plugged in so you can't hear any of them. He goes to some black guy and asks him to turn them on while he's ringing up people and the guy says to see his manager. I automatically walk off because I know it's going to be embarrassing. He starts screaming at this guy about what a nigger he is and how lazy he is and how he is what is wrong with America. And he's looking all around for me shouting "isn't that right son?" so I tried explaining his errors in his ways and he got terribly pissed off at me as if I ran off from a fight and didn't defend his honor. I wanted to spit in his face. So we went to Best Buy and their things didn't work either so he went to the Bose outlet west of town. He swore to me they had their docks refurbished for $150 and his boss owned two of them. They only had the new ones for $300 and not to be outdone by his boss he absolutely HAD to have one. All I've heard about since then is how you pay for what you get and you get what you pay for. I am so fucking sick of this penis showing contest he calls his life. He feels like there isn't a nicer television, car, iPod or anything else than the one that he owns. I showed him that I have a set of five dollar speakers that work just fine for me but that is 'jigwood'. I just shake my head in frustration. Next time he turns up his new Bose dock with his amazing sound I am plugging my iPod into my guitar amp and turning it up. He doesn't know what loud sounds like yet.