The Brick Wall

I was watching a drama with a puzzled look on my face because of the drama that orbits around the law and I just can't show how I love the way how the screenwriters and the actors showed the thin line between madness and intelligence when my father just finished his online training that's required for his job then seeks for my assistance to help him follow his professor's instructions.

"Enter your company's name here… and your id number here… then your password."

Said father's professor as he shows how to log in to the website using the share screen feature of the app where they're holding their classes.

"Father, can you unlock your phone?"

I asked while I am looking at my father who's busy taking down notes. He barely glance at me then unlocks his phone and gave it to me. I grab his phone and quickly catch up with the instructions that his professor gave to them.

"Professor, what about mine? I cannot open my account in here."

Asked father's co-trainee to their professor. Did the professor gave the password to father's account?

As the professor answers one of his students' question, I now gave back father's phone.

"Is this it?"

Asked father as he grabs his phone and look at it's screen.

"Yes, father."

I answered as I nod to him. Father began to discover the page on his phone as their professor began to bid goodbye for that's their last class with him.

"I, uh… I hope to see you all soon."

Said my father's professor to them while smiling. Father looks back at the screen of our laptop, smile and tried to bid his farewell to their professor as well but couldn't because of some issues with the microphone.

"Ella, I want to answer the questions on this laptop."

Said father after he left their group meeting. I pointed the icon on the screen with my finger to show father what he should click.

"What did you search earlier here on my phone?"

Asked father as he place his fingers on top of the keyboard while still looking at the screen.

"S*a*u*l c*t."

I answered while I'm still looking at the screen. But instead of following what I have said, he search the site his own way.

Is this… really? Is this how you treat the person whom you seek for help? I may just be your daughter but you should still follow what I've said. That's just offensive for the person whom you seek for their help.

"Why didn't you typed c*t? That's what I've search for earlier."

I asked to my father as I quickly looks at him with my eyebrows narrowed.

"Let's just try the others. If that's not it, then let's go with yours."

Answered father. Because of what he said, I was so pissed off that I stayed quiet, looks away from the laptop screen and give back my attention to my phone.

Why you son of a— then why the hell would you ask for my help if you're only going to follow your freaking self instead of the person that's helping you!? You goddamn sickening narcissist! Only thinks highly of himself! I hate this! I hate him!

Just because you're a man, doesn't mean that you can look down on a girl like me! I am also capable myself! I'm so pissed of right now!

"Then what?"

Asked father as he now looks at me, making me look at him then looks at the screen of the laptop. Such a fucking narcissist, only seeks for me when he know he'll benefit something from me or I have something that he needs. F**k him.

"Log in."

I simply answered as I tried so hard not to show my father that I'm getting annoyed by him. He clicked the 'Log in' link and it brought him to the website that their professor showed them earlier. Father quickly clicked the blank bar under the company as I just continued to look at the screen annoyingly.

"Company…"

Said father as he began to type the company's name that he's under, then clicked on the blank bar under the id number.

"@#%&..."

Said father as he continued to type. If I was a stranger, I would never help this man ever again after this. Unfortunately, I'm his daughter and he's my father. I don't have a choice but to help him, even if it's against my will. Darn it.

"What was my password again?"

Asked father to me as he now looks at me. I've decided not to look at him and continued to look at the screen. I hate this.

"Your birthdate."

I answered, still not looking at him. Father looked back at the screen of the laptop and waits for me to tell him the password. Wow… just… wow.

"!! period @% period !(&)."

I stated as my father typed them and finally press enter.

"Then click the menu bar on the upper left corner."

I said as I tried to point the menu bar to him.

"Oh, can't you wait!? I'm looking at my provided information here!"

Said father as he continues to look at the screen. I annoyingly leaned back on the couch and began to play with my phone. I am so sorry! I won't know unless you told me first! I am terribly sorry for not knowing that! It is my fault, you goddamn crap!

How am I supposed to know that you'll be checking your information first when you not even informed me!? Your bullcraps are getting on my freaking nerves! You crap and your goddamn craps! I really hate this! I really hate you!

"Ella, what should I click next?"

Asked father as if he said nothing irritating to me not so long ago. What an @!#$%^(*&^%$#@#$%^&*&^%$#@@#$%^&*(*&^%$#@!@#$%^&*()(*&^%$#@

I quickly looked at the laptop screen then points at 'Tasks & Notifications'.

"Tasks and notifications."

I answered while I'm still looking at the laptops screen.

"Is it not 'Training Exercises,?"

Asked father. Why you freaking crap!

"No, father. It's' Tasks & Notifications'."

I answered as I try my very best not to show my irritation to him. Father clicked the 'Tasks & Notifications' and a questionnaire was there.

I feel like I was talking to myself because I am forced to talk to a brick wall like him.