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Finally, the Christmas Day Massacre comes to an end. This Saturday, we’ll take down the holly and put away the tree. Jason will have left and the (new!) couch will be reclaimed. Everything will get back to normal. Thank God.
I feel really bad about my resentment of Jason. I really don’t like him. He reminds me of a redneck without the thick accent and bad teeth. He annoys the beejeezus out of me by leaving his shit everywhere; not putting his dishes away, always has his computer and the television simultaneously turned up as loudly as possible, and just is a general asshat. I think he’s that way because his mom doted on him and his sister; they were her world. I know this because my mom told me that they had been coddled since birth, leaving them rather spoiled and self-indulgent. Heather, I can deal with because she isn’t as intrusive as Jason is. But Jason…argh!
Does that make me a terrible person? After all, Jason is Gary’s son, so he’s family no matter what. But he’s such an asshat. He calls Iraqis “Hadji’s”, something that really gets my hackles up. I’ve been called a kyke, a Christ-killer, Judas, you name it just because I’ve got a Jewish heritage, and it never stops stinging, so I tear into someone who talks like that. But I can’t do that with him. Jason, he just disgusts me. And I don’t know how to get over it.
At the same time, I feel guilty for disliking him because he’s going to Iraq and he might die. I dislike him, and prefer him to get a life on his own, but I don’t want him to die. But he’s just a disgusting person, mostly in a hygienical sort of way (his bathroom manners are non-existent), and he pisses me off. But I wonder if I’m a bad person because I don’t like someone who might die. I’m a twisted little cruller. Anyone have any thoughts?
I feel really bad about my resentment of Jason. I really don’t like him. He reminds me of a redneck without the thick accent and bad teeth. He annoys the beejeezus out of me by leaving his shit everywhere; not putting his dishes away, always has his computer and the television simultaneously turned up as loudly as possible, and just is a general asshat. I think he’s that way because his mom doted on him and his sister; they were her world. I know this because my mom told me that they had been coddled since birth, leaving them rather spoiled and self-indulgent. Heather, I can deal with because she isn’t as intrusive as Jason is. But Jason…argh!
Does that make me a terrible person? After all, Jason is Gary’s son, so he’s family no matter what. But he’s such an asshat. He calls Iraqis “Hadji’s”, something that really gets my hackles up. I’ve been called a kyke, a Christ-killer, Judas, you name it just because I’ve got a Jewish heritage, and it never stops stinging, so I tear into someone who talks like that. But I can’t do that with him. Jason, he just disgusts me. And I don’t know how to get over it.
At the same time, I feel guilty for disliking him because he’s going to Iraq and he might die. I dislike him, and prefer him to get a life on his own, but I don’t want him to die. But he’s just a disgusting person, mostly in a hygienical sort of way (his bathroom manners are non-existent), and he pisses me off. But I wonder if I’m a bad person because I don’t like someone who might die. I’m a twisted little cruller. Anyone have any thoughts?