What are the strangest things you ever saw one or both of your parents do?
Here is mine.
My family took a houseboat trip to Lake Powell. My parents with my brother and his girlfriend, my sis and I. Great vacation. You rent a houseboat and camp in a different cove every night. We had my parents and my brothers boats with us for water skiing and sight seeing.
One day we had a hard time finding a cove to camp in and the only choice was a pretty big cove that had another houseboat already set up to camp. In an effort to be good niegbors we beached as far away as possible from the outher houseboat. Once we got set up my brother decided to fish off the back of the boat while the grill was heating up for dinner.
About 10 minutes later a kid from the other houseboat got on his jetski and started riding around. This is fine. Then the kid decided that buzzing the back of our houseboat, where my brother was trying to fish, would be fun. At first he didn’t come to close and he was just being rude. After a couple of passes he was coming within 10 feet of the back of the boat which is downright frickin unacceptable. My brother was casting the hook at this little prick of a teenager.
At this point my Dad, who was on top of the houseboat with me said “Eric, come with me”. I said ok. My Dad went down the ladder and I followed. He climbed into the Bayliner, which was on the left side of the houseboat, and told me to push off which I did. He started the engine and told me to get in. I got in the bow. Right after I got in the kid on the jetski passed behind the houseboat going from right to left. As soon as the kid passed my Dad nailed the throttle and took off chasing the kid. I looked back and my usually mild manner Dad had the throttle pegged, his eyes were bugging out of his head, viens were standing out on his forhead and he looked so scary that I decided on the spot that I would never piss my Dad off again.
It took like 10 seconds before the kid on the jetski figured out that my Dad was chasing him[#1]. When he did realize it the kid tried to lose my Dad. It didn’t work. After a couple of minutes of twisting and turning the kid figured out that he wasn’t going to lose my Dad. The kid looked back and it was obvious that he was scared S*****s. The kid then turned and ran straight for the beach. In fact he didn’t stop and ran the jetski onto the shore next to his houseboat.
At that point my Dad throttled back with a smile on his face and went back to our houseboat. He beached the boat, got out and never said anything about the incident. I got out of the boat with my jaw hanging somewhere around my breastbone. We then had a nice cookout.
This from my Dad. The PHD in math with a 4.0 GPA, worked for the government, pay taxes on time and the picture of stable Dad.
The incident still amazes me.
Anyone have any other stories?
Slee
#1. We were never close enough to actually hit or run over the kid.
PS. The kid never came close to the water after that.