God, Again With the Daddy Issues

It just goes on and on! I've been sitting here playing spider solitaire for the past hour while Stephen was watching The Daily Show (w/ headphones as per my dad's 'request'). Finally my dad sits down and starts watching with him (hypocritical bastard, you're not allowed to scream and rave about the evils of mind melting television, then sit down to laugh at Jon Stewart). So Stephen (since the headphones aren't all that comfortable) asked me if he could turn off the mute. I said it was fine, I wanted to watch The Daily Show too, but my dad says "NO! Don't unmute it!" I waited a little while, then asked why... the answer was (almost word for word): "Because I want to be able to walk away at any time and have peace in the house." I reply "But if you want to leave we can just mute it again!". His answer is "Do you have any reason for wanting it unmuted?" "Because I have my hair in braids and it's uncomfortable to wear headphones." He rolls his eyes in pure derision and tells me "You either watch it muted or not at all!!" "But...!" "I swear, say one more word and I'll go and cut the cable now." *pause as he walks away* "Jackass." This is my life. This is my life. Please don't let this me my life.