Why does my father try to destroy my happiness?
For winning Chron X’s 2005 Grand Championships last month, my likeness will be on a Very Rare card in the new card set, Corruption. Earlier this week, I rushed to develop film we shot in Florida to scan and mail a photo to card artist Mike Dreher. But our cheap disposable camera’s flash was no good and produced fuzzy photos. I dug out my damaged Kodak DC-120 to use instead, awkwardly pointing it at my face. My digital photos came out better despite schmutz inside the lens I cannot wipe clean.
Corruption was released yesterday evening. A tournament called Friday Noon Showdown was held with a booster of the new card set as a prize. At game time, CEO Andrea asked me to run the tourney for her. I agreed.
I felt excited about my upcoming card and pleased about being so respected that I was entrusted to run an official tourney. Sometime during the third round, my father yelled at me for wasting my time playing games instead of signing up for a summer semester and/or getting a job. He particularly emphasized that I am a disappointment to him.
So on what should’ve been a great day for me, whenever I started feeling excited about my card, my father’s voice in my head reminded me that even if I’m a champion in some unimportant game, I am a great disappointment to him, always.
Sigh.
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