My father hasn't been nearly as bad about boyfriends as my younger brother. There was only one that Dad didn't like (justifiably so, because he was a jerk. My father is a much better judge of character than I am.) Little Brother Charles, on the other hand, begins by hating every boyfriend I have, just on principle. After the initial dates, he may warm to the guy...or he may continue to hang up on said guy every time he calls, just for fun. Dad and Charles both operate on the principle that anyone who hurts me is fair game for physical and psychological torture, though. It's good to know I'm loved, even if they are a little paranoid.