So today was a royal pain in the ass.
I mean, I got to go eat sushi with Shrewd, which was cool, but also led to the whole problem...
So this morning, my mother woke me up by sticking her head into my room, because there's no privacy in this house, and informing me that the Brother had the car. I promptly fell back asleep, not really caring that much, since I expected I could get a ride from my sister when I went to the gym.
However, at about 11:30 The Brother returned home, having finished his finals. I talked to him a little, then he got a phone call, and informed me that he had to go volunteer at the elementary school or something. I said, "Do you need the car?"
"No," he replied, "I'm getting a ride."
"Okay, I was going to go to the gym later, that's why I asked. Sure you don't need it?"
"No, I'm good."
I went out to sushi, went to the gym, got back, and The Brother said, "Oh, you're home. I needed the car. Missed a Spartans parade."
"Oh, god, really? Man, I'm sorry. You should have said something."
"Nah, it's okay. I have more time to do my English project. I didn't really tell you to get back, s'not really your fault."
This all seems straightforward, right?
Then, Daddy gets home. He asks why the Brother isn't at Spartans. The Brother says he didn't have the car.
Daddy proceeds to yell at me for ten minutes. Did I point out that it wasn't my fault? Yes. Did I point out that there was absolutely no logic in blaming me for his failure to inform me that he needed the car when I asked him? Yes. Did it matter? Not a whit. Apparently I am, in fact, my brother's keeper and I am supposed to keep track of his schedule so he doesn't miss anything. Like I don't already answer the damn phone for him all the time.
Then Shrewd sided with Daddy, at least partially, and said that I should have known better than to think that I could get a straight answer out of anyone in this house. So basically it's all my fault because I assumed that "No I don't need the car" meant "No I don't need the car."
My father's selective hearing is on full-blast today. For example, the following conversation:
Daddy: [Shrewd], would you mind terribly if your mother and I went out to eat tonight?
Shrewd: Oh, sure, I mean, I have food here, but...
Daddy, to my mom on the phone: [Shrewd] wants us to eat dinner here.
Ryter suggested I dye my hair a funky color. I tried to explaining that I don't actually want more attention, just to not be yelled at for something I didn't do wrong. Grr...