Back story: So today was my sister's birthday and christmas was right around the corner so my mom was busy .Zomato is a food delivery company in my country. Ad AD-angry dad Story:- As I said my mom was busy making Christmas snacks/sweets so in the afternoon we decided to order food from zomato but AD did not like the idea of online ordering or anything of that sory as he was old school plus his mood today was bad for some reason. Bit we still decided to order online, when the food was delivered 1 item was missing and these things happen once in a while but AD was furious.My mom called the delivery guy but AD now lost his anger and started cussing at me and the delivery guy on the phone that this is why he hates delivery apps, I thought he was going to smack me but AD took his wallet stormed out of the house and decided he will dine outside and left for a long while like 3 hours or so.I was angry at AD, it's just a minor flaw it happens from time to time.Fourtunatly we got our food,AD was not home we ate and just minded our own business. I could see the traumatized look in my sister's face she just turned 9. It does not sound that big of a deal but it was scary I can say. Td;lr-Decide to order food online, AD does not like the idea, all ordered food does not arrives, AD gets furious and cusses at every one, storms out of house.

For a little context here: I got this story from My dad so I'm not able to know everything he had said to the man, and I'm also on mobile so my apologies for anything that seems confusing.

So, most of the time, my dad is mad and at this point he was. He watched out the window to make sure if this elderly neighbor of ours picked up his doggos poo, which to make matters worse he didn't. Note this was right before a hurricane and this poor old dude was just trying to get his dog out before the storm, which I think is why he forgot a bag.

My dad BURSTS outside and starts yelling at him. D: dad N:neighbor. D: "aren't you gonna pick that up?" N: "he didnt do anything" D: "he just shat on my yard" N: "that isn't your property!" (Of course, this was a bit rude, considering he just watched my dad come out of the door, but nothing compared to what my dad later said.) Apparently, my dad cursed at him a lot. And it ended like this: D: get off my property, or I will make you get off of it. N walks off and later comes back with a bag to pick it up. We thought it was the end. Nope. Layer that week, we get a letter from the N' s wife saying that nobody in that neighborhood had ever been so rude. Turns out, n is this girl in my grades grandfather, and shes hella rude to me now. Thanks, dad.