A couple weeks ago, Di's mom realizes that, for a change, she has an entire weekend off from work (she works in the hospital's admitting area). She asks if maybe Bug can spend the weekend with her. Now, Di and I are perfectly fine with this, all it takes is for the cock-monkey (read: 'Di's ex') to say yes (since Saturday would be a day Bug'd be with him). Di and he talk, and he's OK with that. SO, the deal is that, after work today, Di's mom will go pick up Bug, and we'll get him Sunday afternoon. Signed, sealed, delivered.
So, today, she goes over there to get him, and Bung-muncher (read: 'Di's ex') asks 'When will you have him him home?' When she tells him that she thought the plan was that she had him all weekend, his response is that he had made plans to take Bug shooting tomorrow. Now, ignoring for the moment the complete jack-ass-ed stupidity of taking a 7-year-old (much less one that is younger than his years, if you follow) out shooting. The main point is that he openly, and with no misinterpretation (I was listening) agreed to this, and then apparently forgot and made some plans...and instead of backing off and sticking to what he agreed on, he pushed forward on this new thing, and is not letting her have him for the weekend.
Now, I don't know about the rest of you, but where I come from, your word is your bond, and your integrity is everything. Being named oath-breaker is one of the worst things a man can have against him. And this festering ass-nugget (read: 'Di's ex') not only is breaking his word and ignoring his agreement, he's doing it to a CHILD...his own son. You don't get much more contemptuous than that.
Hate is not something I like to feel. But I do hate him, with a passion that borders on obsession. If you think I won't say something to Bug along the lines of 'damn, it sucks that your Daddy broke his promise to you', you're mistaken.
Speaking of dishonour, there was something else...but I think I'll keep that one to myself. It involves a situation that I shall not speak of again.