'My crappy dad' - based of true events.
Today my skirt ripped, right up to the button.
I had a jacket to cover it, but that was only temporary.
I called my dad and told him.
He said he'd drop one off for me and to wait at the head office.
I waited ten minutes, twenty, thirty, bell.
He never showed up.
I spent an entire math lesson trying not to cry.
He's been doing this my entire life, but today was the last straw.
I don't trust him anymore.
This might have been a bit dramatic to you, but it's true, he's never been reliable.
anyone else got a bad dad?