Still Mad at My Dad

I am very perturbed at a comment my father made to me last week. A comment that makes me just as angry every time I think about it as the first time he told me. A comment that I thought I would be over by now.

My father non-jokingly, asked me when my fiance was going to ask his (my father's) permission to marry me.

Now, aside from the fact that this makes no logical sense, as I asked my beloved to marry me, and not the other way around, I am SO mad at all the underpinnings in this question.

First and foremost, I object to the sexist presumption of this question. Why, on earth, would my fiance need to ask my father's permission to marry me? I am not property, I am not a minor, and this isn't the dark ages, for chrissake.

Secondly, I don't need his permission for marriage: I am more than capable of deciding for myself whether or not I want to spend the rest of my life with someone. If I wanted his opinion on this union, I would have asked for it myself, but I didn't. Also, I am the one getting married: this has nothing to do with him.

Finally, I think this is so rude. He has no right to butt into business that is not his own. Especially when he asks stupid questions based on faulty assumptions (IE, the male asks the female to marry him, not vice versa).

I love my father, but man, do I hate the things he does sometimes.