You Smell Like Toilet; What Billionaire Steve Jobs Told Daughter On His Deathbed

Must Read

Shehu Sani Demands Special Protection For Churches In North East

Former lawmaker, Senator Shehu Sani has called on the Federal Government of Nigeria to increase the security...

17-Day-Old Baby Recovers From Coronavirus In China

A 17-day-old baby born to a victim of Coronavirus has recovered from the deadly virus in Wuhan...

Stop Taking ‘Maishayi’ Tea – NAFDAC warns

The National Agency for Food and Drug Administration and Control (NAFDAC) has issued a warning against...

2023: Southern Nigeria Wants Restructuring, Not Presidency, Fani-Kayode Replies El-rufai

Former minister of aviation, Femi Fani-Kayode, has fired back at Governor Nasir El-Rufai of Kaduna State by revealing that...

Man Who Welcomed Child At 96, Dies At 104

The world’s oldest dad Ramjeet Ragav, has died. Ragav died in a house fire at 104. The former wrestler and...

Steve Job’s daughter has revealed how her father told her that she ‘smelled like a toilet’ as he lay on his death bed, a new book reveals. Lisa Brennan-Jobs, 40, has released a tell-all memoir about her tumultuous relationship with the legendary Apple founder who passed away from pancreatic cancer in 2011.

The book, titled Small Fry, reveals how Jobs initially denied paternity of his daughter but was forced by a judge to pay child-support after a DNA test proved that he had fathered Lisa during his five year on-off relationship with Chrisann Brennan during the 1970s.

Lisa wrote in an excerpt published in Vanity Fair: “I was required to take a DNA test. The tests were new then, and when the results came back, they gave the odds that we were related as the highest the instruments could measure at the time: 94.4 percent. The court required my father to cover welfare back payments, child-support payments of $385 per month, which he increased to $500, and medical insurance until I was 18.”

Lisa, born in 1977, says she was forced to move home over 13 times before age seven as her mother struggled to pay the bills through a series of cleaning positions, while Jobs, then already a multi-millionaire, refused to help.

“For him, I was a blot on a spectacular ascent,” she writes, “as our story did not fit with the narrative of greatness and virtue he might have wanted for himself. My existence ruined his streak.”

Lisa reveals how she regularly visited her father at his Tudor-style home in Palo Alto in the final 12 months of his life but said she was made to feel like a “nuisance” during her trips.

“I’d given up on the possibility of a grand reconciliation, the kind in the movies, but I kept coming anyway”, she admitted.

During one particular meeting her father cruelly told her she “smelled like a toilet” after she had sprayed an expensive rose mist on her face in one of Job’s bathrooms.

“Before I said good-bye, I went to the bathroom to mist one more time,” she wrote. “The spray was natural, which meant that over the course of a few minutes it no longer smelled sharp like roses, but fetid and stinky like a swamp, although I didn’t realise it at the time.

During childhood, Lisa says her father began visiting her about once a month after he temporarily reconciled with her mother, bringing her roller-skating through the streets of her neigbourhood.

During one visit she innocently asked if she could be given his Porche after learning the flashy vehicle had a scratch and need to be replaced. His scowling response shocked Lisa, then aged seven.

“‘Absolutely not,’ he said in such a sour, biting way that I knew I’d made a mistake,” she remembers. “I understood that perhaps it wasn’t true, the myth of the scratch: maybe he didn’t buy new ones. By that time I knew he was not generous with money, or food, or words; the idea of the Porsches had seemed like one glorious exception.

“I wished I could take it back. We pulled up to the house and he turned off the engine. Before I made a move to get out he turned to face me.

“‘You’re not getting anything,’” he said. “‘You understand? Nothing. You’re getting nothing.’ Did he mean about the car, something else, bigger? I didn’t know. His voice hurt—sharp, in my chest.”

In later years, Lisa and her father grew to enjoy a respectful and sometimes caring relationship, thanks to the efforts of her biological aunt Mona Simpson.

Culled from Mirror Online

- Advertisement -
Ad ==> Discover how a young Nigerian graduate now makes a consistent 40k per week doing a legitimate online business. You too can start yours now, click here!!!


Please enter your comment!
Please enter your name here

More Articles Like This

- Advertisement -