Its fine

my dads number one phrase is "its fine". he has always said through everything that everything is fine. even when he accidently messed up our food. one time he was making tuna casserole and we ran out of milk so he went to our shelves and went to get some evaporated milk to dilude. when we finally went to try the casserole we found ourselves gagging. he kept telling us, the whole time we were complaining about the tuna tasting sweet and gross, that it was fine that we were being overly dramatic. finally when he sat down at the table to take a bite of the tuna he was in for a rude awakening. he figured out real fast that that tuna casserole wasnt fine that there was somthing wrong with it. he went back to look at all of the ingredients he had put in the casserole and saw that somthing was wrong. he thought that he was using evaporated milk when he wass actually using sweet and condensed milk, which gave a dish that was not meant to be sweet a grossly sweet taste so every time he says somthing is fine we bring up how made somthing that was indeed not fine at all!