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Mom decided to wake me up for a fifteen-second tutorial on how to use my iPod adapter in my car (fifteen seconds is all she wanted to take on it). Considering she doesn't have an iPod, isn't on some MASSIVE road trip, can barely work her ancient cellphone, and that -I- have a hard time understanding the adapter, I wasn't in the mood for it. I told her it wouldn't work if it wasn't an iPod.
She left. I go back to sleep. She CALLS ME from the driveway for me to walk her through using the fucking adapter. *FACE. WALL. UUUUUG* I spent FIVE MINUTES "Look. For the little red light. Turn the radio station to the station that corresponds with it" and I'm pretty sure she kept smashing buttons on the adapter to change the station.
Also know she was really just trying to get me to get out of bed, come downstairs, and do it for her, but that wasn't happening.
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*stabs self in the jugular*
Mom decided to wake me up for a fifteen-second tutorial on how to use my iPod adapter in my car (fifteen seconds is all she wanted to take on it). Considering she doesn't have an iPod, isn't on some MASSIVE road trip, can barely work her ancient cellphone, and that -I- have a hard time understanding the adapter, I wasn't in the mood for it. I told her it wouldn't work if it wasn't an iPod.
She left. I go back to sleep. She CALLS ME from the driveway for me to walk her through using the fucking adapter. *FACE. WALL. UUUUUG* I spent FIVE MINUTES "Look. For the little red light. Turn the radio station to the station that corresponds with it" and I'm pretty sure she kept smashing buttons on the adapter to change the station.
Also know she was really just trying to get me to get out of bed, come downstairs, and do it for her, but that wasn't happening.
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*stabs self in the jugular*