Meeting the parents is always a high-stakes game. It is the ultimate vibe check where you put on your best shirt, mind your manners, and pray you don’t accidentally insult the pot roast. But usually, the anxiety comes from wondering if they will like you. One young man recently walked into a lion’s den where the “lion” was a 47-year-old father with zero patience and apparently even less empathy, and the result was a dinner party disaster for the ages.
Our narrator is a 47-year-old dad with a 22-year-old son. The son recently started dating a guy, having previously dated girls. Dad says he was “accepting” and invited them to dinner. So far, so good. But here is the crucial detail: the son gave his dad a heads-up. He explicitly warned him that his boyfriend has Tourette Syndrome and asked him to please just ignore the tics.
The dad promised he would be cool. Spoiler alert: he was not cool. He admits he didn’t expect the tics to be “too bad,” which really means he expected them to be invisible or easily ignored. But Tourette’s doesn’t work on a schedule or volume control. The boyfriend was having a severe tic day. There was hand movement, foot tapping, and yes, a drink got spilled on the dad.


Accidents happen. Spilled drinks happen. A normal human reaction to a guest with a known medical condition spilling a drink is “Let me grab a towel.” This dad’s reaction was to get “fed up.” He watched a young man struggling with his own body in a high-stress environment—meeting his boyfriend’s father for the first time—and decided that he, the dad, was the real victim here because he had to hear some muttering noises and deal with a stain.
Then came the moment that makes you want to crawl into a hole and die from secondhand embarrassment. With the boyfriend sitting right there, undoubtedly anxious and trying his best to control his tics, the dad looked at his son and asked, “Do you really think it’s worth it settling down for this?”
He didn’t stop there. He told his son he “deserves better.” Let’s unpack that. By saying his son deserves better, he is explicitly stating that a human being with a neurological condition is inherently “worse.” He is saying that love isn’t worth the inconvenience of a tapped foot or a spilled soda. He looked at a person and told them to their face that they are a burden not worth carrying.
The boyfriend’s reaction breaks my heart—he looked down and tried to stay quiet while his body betrayed him. But the son? The son is a legend. He didn’t let it slide. He gave his dad a death glare, scolded him for his cruelty, and walked out. He stood by his partner immediately and unequivocally. He showed his dad exactly what “deserving better” looks like, and it looks like having a partner who defends you against bullies, even when the bully is their own father.
Now the dad is blowing up his son’s phone and is confused why he is being ghosted. He still thinks he is right. He still thinks his son “deserves better.” But honestly? It sounds like the son already found someone great, and the only person he “deserves better” than is a father who treats guests with such breathtaking disrespect.
So, is he the ahole? Yes. A thousand times, yes. You are the ahole. That wasn’t “tough love” or parental concern. That was ableism wrapped in a thin veneer of “protectiveness.” You didn’t protect your son; you humiliated the person he cares about. Don’t expect a text back anytime soon.
Dad was the AH . He’s best just to apologize for his aberrant behaviour and keep his mouth shut. Going forward.