I Live With A Skank
OH
MY
GOOD
NESS
She is so Exasperating!!
Today, like yesterday, she turned off the timer. Today, unlike yesterday, she actually had something to put in the microwave.
She is so Inconsiderate!
Did she bother to tell me she was turning off the timer? Did she bother to look in the oven before she messed with the timer? Did she bother to say anything to me after she had turned off the timer and then discovered there was something in the oven?
Thankfully I watched her and saw how much time was left on the timer. I didn't say anything to her then because it would've come out way angry.
Then when I got my food out of the oven she decides to tell me the timer had three minutes left on it. I respond, probably sounding a little forced, but I focused real hard to make it sound nice.
She kept talking! Saying things about how she doesn't know how burnt 'burnt' is to me; basically trying to sound like she is the helpful one and just doesn't understand me. My responses consist mostly of don't worry about it. It's okay. It's not a big deal.
She wouldn't let it go! She kept talking!
oh my goodness
she really can't read me
I gave her so many opportunities to let it slide and just SHUT UP!
She actually mocked me. That makes me the angriest.
Since she kept going she forced me to reply. My responses were still all about 'it's not a big deal, fuggedaboutit', but I know I sounded annoyed.
What happened before she mocked me was that she said I'm always angry and I slam stuff around and throw stuff around. First of all, that happened once. She was doing her little mothering statements like 'gosh this sink is disgusting' like that's going to motivate whoever's around to do something. I was in the middle of something but she wanted me to do the dishes. So I came into the kitchen and yes, I was angry, so I was putting things away very noisily. This of course, ticked her off even more and she said not to do just because she said to, if I was going to do it like that! Grrrrr.
So saying I throw stuff around is way out of proportion. I don't appreciate grossly exaggerated statements.
But I didn't say all that. I said I wasn't the quietest or most graceful person and that I'm not slamming things around.
But before I gave that reply I gave an exasperated sigh. It was that sigh that she mocked.
#%&S(^+ !!#@$%&*!(#)@&!)$!!)%*!)&%(*)^)%*^*$*@%#!!!!!!!!
She tries SO hard to read me and what I do and how I do it and what I'm saying and how I say it and it's SO NOT NECESSARY!!
We run into problems because she gets it WRONG!!
I read her, sure, I've got her number. I can always tell what kind of mood she's in.
But she misinterprets me.
She doesn't realize that I am SO content to ignore and to be ignored.
Especially since if she ignores me then I feel no obligation to pay attention to her.
The conclusion to this story is that a few minutes after we stopped talking I was doing dishes and she came up and took them out of my hands and said she wanted to do them for me.
I hate it when people who don't genuinely care try to butter people up after an argument.
But who gives a darn, I'll let her do whatever she wants to for me and be callous enough to feel no obligation back towards her.
MY
GOOD
NESS
She is so Exasperating!!
Today, like yesterday, she turned off the timer. Today, unlike yesterday, she actually had something to put in the microwave.
She is so Inconsiderate!
Did she bother to tell me she was turning off the timer? Did she bother to look in the oven before she messed with the timer? Did she bother to say anything to me after she had turned off the timer and then discovered there was something in the oven?
Thankfully I watched her and saw how much time was left on the timer. I didn't say anything to her then because it would've come out way angry.
Then when I got my food out of the oven she decides to tell me the timer had three minutes left on it. I respond, probably sounding a little forced, but I focused real hard to make it sound nice.
She kept talking! Saying things about how she doesn't know how burnt 'burnt' is to me; basically trying to sound like she is the helpful one and just doesn't understand me. My responses consist mostly of don't worry about it. It's okay. It's not a big deal.
She wouldn't let it go! She kept talking!
oh my goodness
she really can't read me
I gave her so many opportunities to let it slide and just SHUT UP!
She actually mocked me. That makes me the angriest.
Since she kept going she forced me to reply. My responses were still all about 'it's not a big deal, fuggedaboutit', but I know I sounded annoyed.
What happened before she mocked me was that she said I'm always angry and I slam stuff around and throw stuff around. First of all, that happened once. She was doing her little mothering statements like 'gosh this sink is disgusting' like that's going to motivate whoever's around to do something. I was in the middle of something but she wanted me to do the dishes. So I came into the kitchen and yes, I was angry, so I was putting things away very noisily. This of course, ticked her off even more and she said not to do just because she said to, if I was going to do it like that! Grrrrr.
So saying I throw stuff around is way out of proportion. I don't appreciate grossly exaggerated statements.
But I didn't say all that. I said I wasn't the quietest or most graceful person and that I'm not slamming things around.
But before I gave that reply I gave an exasperated sigh. It was that sigh that she mocked.
#%&S(^+ !!#@$%&*!(#)@&!)$!!)%*!)&%(*)^)%*^*$*@%#!!!!!!!!
She tries SO hard to read me and what I do and how I do it and what I'm saying and how I say it and it's SO NOT NECESSARY!!
We run into problems because she gets it WRONG!!
I read her, sure, I've got her number. I can always tell what kind of mood she's in.
But she misinterprets me.
She doesn't realize that I am SO content to ignore and to be ignored.
Especially since if she ignores me then I feel no obligation to pay attention to her.
The conclusion to this story is that a few minutes after we stopped talking I was doing dishes and she came up and took them out of my hands and said she wanted to do them for me.
I hate it when people who don't genuinely care try to butter people up after an argument.
But who gives a darn, I'll let her do whatever she wants to for me and be callous enough to feel no obligation back towards her.