my boomer dad was a mean as a snake crazy nam vet. he worked me like a borrowed hebrew slave, everyday. i was up at 5am every fucking day, working on something. he had multiple businesses, in the summer i would go work at his construction business during the day, then i had to go work at his restaurant in the evenings. all we did was work, work, work, from sun up to sun down.  at 18 i couldn't fucking take it anymore. i left and slept on friends couches for a few months before i could get a shitty apartment. i still had to work construction, not for my dad, to pay rent, but it was worth it to just have a day off on the weekends. i swear i never slept past 5am in the morning until i was 18. but, he taught me a lot of things. granted he was usually yelling at me when he taught me anything, but he did teach me everything about construction he could and how to run a business.  i opened my own construction business at 19, so it wasn't all bad. thanks, dad.
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