I Hate Drama

I find it amazing just how many people want to have family dinners everyday. I guess they have families that aren't mad 24/7. My family has anger issues...well most of my family does except me, my younger brother and my mom. The worst thing you could do at my house is sit and eat a meal with the family. Everyone decides to bring all their negativity to the dinner table. My dad is the worst when it comes to this. My dad is a really quiet guy except when he's complaining. That's all he ever does at the dinner table. I feel like he just sucks at starting friendly conversations. He attempts to start conversations but he just steers every conversation into an argument about anything and everything. We can be talking about anything and he always has to jump in and attach the topic to a problem someone has. One time he got mad at me because I couldn't call the popcorn guy over at a football game (I have a quiet voice problem and he knows this). I attempted to get his attention but the only way my voice can be loud is if I attempt to yell but my yelling sucks. My "yelling" sounds more like an angry warrior because that's the only way I can project a louder voice. I can't yell but I can grunt-scream. I didn't wanna yell because someone would think that I was mad. 2 hours later we went to eat @ a pizza place with the rest of my family and he started "quietly" yelling at me about how I couldn't get his stupid popcorn that he needed so desperately. He started cussing me out while we were eating. I asked him if we could talk about it once we got back home but he refused and said "I don't want to because I'm mad about it right now!" I also told him it wasn't right to bring negativity to a place where people come to enjoy themselves and just eat at peace. I mean how would he like it if he had an angry drill sergeant yelling at his ears while eating. He always makes it seem like it's a serious problem by saying things like "one day you might have to yell at someone for help or something but you won't be able to" or he might say "what if I asked you to yell for help in case I was bleeding to death". I don't even try to defend myself in these arguments anymore because he refuses to hear everyone else's side of the story....I just get up and leave even if he gets mad at that too. I wanted to label this experience as "I hate family dinners" but I couldn't.