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TIFU by calling my father “Daddy”

This happened earlier today, and it wasn’t that big a deal at the time, but as I lay in bed I can’t help but replay the moment over and over again. So I (16 f) was playing Minecraft on a voice call with my sort-of-boyfriend J and my friend V (f). V helped set J and I up, so when we get together we usually make a lot of jokes about J and my relationship. Today it was a lot of teasing V and I, because J is significantly better at Minecraft than the two of us.

At some point in the game I managed to successfully ward off some monsters while building a house, and during my celebration I jokingly said, “J, please validate me.”

My father was in the same room as I was, and he said something along the lines of teasingly validating me. I had my headphones on at the time, so I could only half hear him, and just kind of snickered and kept talking to my friends. Now, like yours truly, my father loves to be “validated” for his bad humor and witty retorts. He needs every joke he makes to be acknowledged, and my simple snicker wasn’t enough.

I could see that my father was still waiting for a better reaction from me, and even though I didn’t really hear what he said, I decided to appease. In my usual fashion, I said “Thank you Daddy” (which is what I always call my Dad) in a humorous, sing-songy fashion. From my headphones I hear two very confused “What.”s

Apparently J had been talking to me, and since I was busy with my father, I hadn’t been listening. Whatever he had said, it had lined up perfectly with my “thank you Daddy” comment.

My relationship with J is NOTHING like that (we’re both aspec).

I frantically shout “I WAS TALKING TO MY FATHER I PROMISE.”

Which, without the context of his joke and our relationship, didn’t help much. Cue both my friends and my family laughing their heads off and teasing me about calling my boyfriend “daddy” for the next 20 minutes. Luckily nobody was made uncomfortable by the situation, and we all continued in good fun after they finished dragging me into the dirt. But as I lay here in the dark, the memory won’t leave me alone.

TL;DR: Was playing Minecraft with my friend and my boyfriend. In a moment of distraction I was joking with my father and called him Daddy (a usual nickname for us) and it sounded like I was calling my asexual boyfriend that. Cue everyone laughing and dragging me into the dirt.

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