Ugh. Agreed.
I love my dad, and I appreciate how kind and tolerant he is. But the problem is that because he never (apparently) saw a need to enforce any actual discipline in him, he's now a grown man taking full advantage of this family, and nothing will ever come of it.
In the meantime, while I've not been perfect, I've always done my best to listen to my parents' requests or "house rules". Now that I'm grown, we have a good relationship built on mutual respect and familial kinship. - And my brother is still basically a spoiled elementary school kid who thinks everyone owes him the world. He always plays the victim, and I hate it.
Our mechanic/family-friend said that he found a couple he has his eyes on that are the same everything, just different color. I also asked him to transfer my window out, because it has stickers on it from Califur. Which is not for the simple sake of it. I was in a crash years ago (not driving, a van T-boned us by running a red), and the officer I spoke to told me that I literally should've been smashed from my ribs down, and they had no clue why it didn't cave in and crush half of my body. That ruined me for driving, even though I wasn't even driving when it happened.
When Nori and I drove to and from Califur, I just... got in and went. She said she could drive us back to my place if I needed, but I said no. I was a little nervous, but comfortable and willing. Just ask her. And I was not only comfortable to do it, but happy to do it. I drove well. Better than I did when I first drove. That car and the memories of spending the con with my best friend because of it. All of that trashed because my stupid, selfish, uncaring brother decided it was more important to take MY car to go party.
Mechanic said that we'd have to pay another 100-200 for labor to remove and transfer the glass to the new car. I said to do it.
My brother can pay the extra money for ruining the one thing that fixed a problem inside me that I didn't even really know I had.