PS - Sorry for completely derailing the discussion. Allow me to atone for that now.
I work for the family business. My dad is the present owner, but my grandfather started it. I've worked here on and off since I was 13 years old (33 now). I'm currently an office jockey, but grew up out on the shop floor running machinery. Anyway, I see my dad for hours on end every single day, and he's still a pain in the ass. I understand that he has good intentions, but growing up he wanted me to act like an employee and not a child. I recall being grounded for YEARS on end just because I wanted to play a video game rather than do homework. That said, I was never a bad kid. I didn't drink or do drugs, but I was always in trouble as if I had done much worse.
Anyway, now I look at him like a lazy goofball. As I've aged, I realize just how much how he's "given up" on virtually everything. He wants to coast through life and continually makes bad decisions on this goal, while maintaining the stranglehold on every bit of power he has. I realize that he has never been the pinnacle of guidance that I thought he was while growing up. In fact, it was his father that made all of the good decisions in our family and started us off on a decent life, and he's done everything he can to keep it from toppling over once he's gotten his own hands on it.
Ok, that sounds incredibly evil and negative, but I don't mean it to be that way. He's genuinely a nice/good guy, but I don't think I would have much interaction with him if it weren't for the business. It's probably the constant judgmental tones and looks of disappointment that have plagued my life. Disappointment in such trivial things like I'm not left handed the way he is. Time to swap subjects on to my mother...
My mom is awesome. Growing up, I always disliked her, because her go to voice was a shout. "Take out the trash" "...in a second." (screaming) "NOW!" She's always been extremely high strung, but I didn't realize that until growing older also. She doesn't handle stress well, where as I do. Different strokes for different folks, I guess. Anyway, as I've aged and moved from under her roof, I started to appreciate all of the things she did for me as a child. She always made dinner or cleaned up after me. Always did the laundry and allowed me to be a shitty EverQuest nerd all day and night if I wanted to be. I understand a lot of the hardships that she's faced in life, and fully understand why she happily divorced my father. And I'm really happy now that she's remarried, because she needed that. I tend to see my mother usually once a month, but I chat with her a bit more often. She loves seeing my daughter, which is a big bonus.
I'm just rambling now, and forgot the point of this post. Anyway, mom = good, dad = neutral.