My dad and I have had our ups and downs but I can say beyond a shadow of a doubt that the least productive we’ve been with each other is when he got too frustrated and yelled at me about whatever.
I’d instantly go from frustrated but still trying to calmly explain my side of things to “I DON’T KNOW WHO THE FUCK YOU THINK YOU ARE SON BUT HOW ABOUT YOU SHUTCHO MOUTH AND KEEP IT CLOSED UNTIL THE MAN WHO RAISED ME IS BACK AGAIN‽”