Thanksgiving at it's worst
Just to start things off - for those of you who think eating dinner on Thanksgiving alone is a curse, you really need to shut up. You could have a family that can't stand each other and, worse yet, gets into arguements at the table on Thanksgiving.
So Grandma Lovey brought up about my going to school: how am I doing, what are my grades, yada yada yada. Then Mom came to my rescue and basically told Grandma to quit it...and she set her sights on Jon. Jon, when are you getting your GED; Jon, why didn't you get a better job. Then Grandma brought up Kohl's in Oceanside. As soon as Grandma saw that sign she called us to let Jon know about it. Well, he was told and didn't act on it (this was 2 months ago). So tonight, Jon was asked why he never went to Kohl's..."I didn't want to work there...I know people that worked there and they didn't like it."
Lenny decided to lose all self control and go ballistic. He yelled at Jon for a good 10 minutes. Jon was thisclose to kicking the shit out of Lenny. "I'M SICK OF YOUR BULLSHIT. WHEN ARE YOU GONNA STOP LYING. I CAN'T STAND HIM ANYMORE."
Grandma was pissed. Now she understands why I'm miserable.
PS - Yes, this isn't exactly literary gold here. I write what I feel like. Right now, I could care less.