Do not be deceived by this extremely adorable picture of baby Olivia and her dear old Granddad. He’s a total asshole.
Ray and I hate each other. He hates me because his wife hated me and he is loyal to her and I hate him because he’s a real douche. His wife hated me because I married her son and also because when they got shitfaced, I told them they were idiots.
So, to recap: Ray hates me and I hate him.
This morning, I get an email because Ray has gotten trashed drunk, filled up his bathtub with water and put all of his dirty laundry in it. Then, he sat there in a stupor and let the water overflow all over the place until it leaked down into the neighbor’s condo. They notified someone with a key who went in there and found Ray’s drunk ass sitting in two feet of water and they told him that he had to get some rental insurance, which he for some reason, is refusing to do.
So, they told him to get his ass out.
He gave away all of his shit and cannot remember who he gave it to. Now, he claims he is moving into a motel. Because this is what normal people do.
This would all be really very cute if it were the result of, say, Alzheimer’s and NOT getting drunk as fuck. As if Dean is really needing to take leave and go save his dad with everything else that we’re dealing with right now.
Fuck you, Ray.