Under the Influence
Ory drove home completely drunk last night. I was furious. I kept going off about how stupid that was, how irresponsible he can be, and how he should have just gotten a DUI to learn his lesson. Then I realized how futile all the yelling was since he’d probably wake up tomorrow not remembering a thing.
I remember my father waking up the neighbors when my brother drove home drunk. He should have just let the guy sleep and talked to him in a stern yet calm voice the morning after, but my father is not one to wait. He just kept going, bringing up every possible negative trait about my brother, comparing him to the righteous sons in every other household, recalling mistakes made months ago. My brother is not one to yell, but the combination of being drunk and having a man yell in his face must have done the trick. They both lost it. It might have been the biggest fight they had, the biggest one I’ve witnessed anyway.
My father has been arrested twice for driving under the influence of alcohol. This is amazing considering he’s probably come home drunk more than sober. It was after the second DUI, that he’s really changed his ways. Not with drinking, of course. He still drinks up a storm. He just knows to take taxis now. I’m usually the one who takes him to go pick up his car the following day.
My father yells at us because he’s mad at himself. He sees he has a gambling daughter and a drinking son, and realizes he’s been a pretty influential father after all.
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