On apples...

Jan 11, 2013 00:18

My mom has this idea in her head that I like apples. This is because she used to peel and cut apple slices for me every morning when we lived together, and I ate them every single morning without fail.

I'm going to be honest and say that apples are not my favorite fruit. I don't hate them, but I won't be buying any for myself, either. The reason I ate them every day was because she had gone to the trouble of peeling and cutting them into slices for me, and if I hadn't eaten them without fail, I know I would've had to endure numerous complaints about how ungrateful I was for not eating what she had taken the time to do for me. Plus, it was sweet of her to do that every morning before work.

So, I ate them, because they're not on my never-to-eat list and it was worth choking down all those apples to avoid the nagging.

The problem now is that when I live alone and can shop by myself for all my fruit needs, my mom keeps buying apples and giving them to me whenever I see her. She thinks I really like apples and that I'm just too lazy to peel them for myself. I've tried explaining that I only ate them because she did that for me and not because I like apples, but she keeps insisting that I like apples.

I don't think she will ever understand that I. Don't. Like. Apples.

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wtf?, real life

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