What did your parent do that made you say “I will never be like my mother/father?

 My dad was telling me a story about SEAL training, when they went and swam under ice up in the arctic.

Unlike this madman, he actually had a wetsuit on.

He said that when he went under the ice, which was white and thick, he eventually got lost. And under the ice, it was an even plane of ice in all directions, and his rope was gone. He had this sickening moment of realizing he might be stuck under the ice. Fortunately, he found his way—but the entire story gave me the heeby jeebies.

He also told me a story of coming back to a tent, and finding a giant walrus inside of it taking a nap.

I’m so much more docile and risk-averse than him. You couldn’t pay me to jump out of an airplane. In this case, the apple fell far from the tree.