Not Quite Top-Class Parenting

(I’m taking a chemistry course over the summer for an extra credit. My relationship with my parents isn’t very good as I don’t fit their standards for an ideal daughter and we disagree on a lot of matters, so they tend to doubt me quite a bit. This occurs the day before the first test for the class.)

Dad: “Why aren’t you studying?”

Me: “Because I studied all weekend and mastered the material.”

Dad: “Well, if you’re so smart, tell me about what you’ve learned.”

(I give a detailed description of all the concepts he asks me about.)

Dad: “Well, you’re still not going to pass with an attitude like that. You need to work harder even if you think you know everything. Now stop being so d*** disrespectful and leave me alone!”

(The next day, I take the test, finishing nearly half an hour before the rest of the class. After I leave class….)

Dad: “Well? What’d you get on the test?”

Me: “One hundred.”

Dad: “You think you’re so great, don’t you? You know you’re going to fail if you keep acting so arrogant!”

(And I’m still at the top of the class.)