Originally Posted by
Kermit
One time when I was about 8 or 9 we were eating at a Ponderosa and my dad has just redid his 67 Oldsmobile and parked it away from all of the other cars in the parking lot, and we were sitting there eating and the Olds was in plain sight from where we were, and sure enough a car pulled in and parked right beside it and out popped 2 fat ass women and the driver flung her door open right into the passenger door and we could hear it hit. The women wobbled into the restaurant and sat down a few tables away.
My dad got up and went over to the driver and said "You just hit my car with your door and from the sound it had to have dented it, I just repainted that whole car last week" and I will never forget this, the woman said "I didn't do anything, if there is any marks on it, they were there, if you paint cars, you can fix it for free" My dad sat back down and I can still remember the look on his face. He was fukking pissed.
When we left the restaurant, I ran back to the cars to see the damage and sure enough there was a nice dent and gouge in the new paint on the passenger door. When my dad seen it, I could see the smoke coming from his ears. He started to walk back towards the restaurant and turned around walked back to the woman's car and kicked her door about 3 or 4 times until it was caved in. We got in our car and left.
That is the only time in my life that I have ever seen my father get violent.
