This is exactly what went on with my pops. He thought he could cross that boundary because he was my dad and I couldn’t have the right to complain because he was my dad. Dude would show up at noon or later, bark orders and try to pile on more work before leaving again. I tried to tell him he needed to be more present at work because the customers were telling me “oh, so your dad just lands the job and makes you two do everything, huh?” We did too many jobs like that and I just had enough because we were overworked and there simply wasn’t enough money/time for him to play Mr. I’m too important.