Thursday morning
For Gods, I am so annoyed since yesterday. How come people can be so rude towards you, when you actually try to fucking help them?
Private has his 30th birthday on Saturday and his cousins had a problem with what sort of birthday present to give him. I myself took care of that (it can be anything, as long there's STAR WARS written on it), girls had a problem. So I've been talking with one of them and told her that if there's no other idea, we could organise a birthday party for him. It was one of the basic ideas of her, the best part of it was that we'd invite his best friends.
My part is supposed to be simple: invite the friends and drag him out of home so they could set all the things and so that people would come without him knowing it - it was supposed to be some sort of a surprise.
Obviously, cousins would also stay on the party, they wanted to invite his brother too. All of them with their boyfriends and girlfriends.
But when I get stunned that she's reminding me that there will be 8 householders itself and I shouldn't invite too many people it's all wrong. Well, the problem was I didn't consider myself, her sister's (Private's second cousin) boyfriend, her boyfriend (whom nobody have met yet) and Private's brother girlfriend as householders and momentarily thought she wants to invite his mother and grandpa on the party too...
which was a good reason to insult my intelligence and me myself too.
So, since yesterday I am all pissed and unwilling to help in anything else anymore. Excuse my moaning and bitching, I'm just trying to get it out of my system in all possible ways.
Private has his 30th birthday on Saturday and his cousins had a problem with what sort of birthday present to give him. I myself took care of that (it can be anything, as long there's STAR WARS written on it), girls had a problem. So I've been talking with one of them and told her that if there's no other idea, we could organise a birthday party for him. It was one of the basic ideas of her, the best part of it was that we'd invite his best friends.
My part is supposed to be simple: invite the friends and drag him out of home so they could set all the things and so that people would come without him knowing it - it was supposed to be some sort of a surprise.
Obviously, cousins would also stay on the party, they wanted to invite his brother too. All of them with their boyfriends and girlfriends.
But when I get stunned that she's reminding me that there will be 8 householders itself and I shouldn't invite too many people it's all wrong. Well, the problem was I didn't consider myself, her sister's (Private's second cousin) boyfriend, her boyfriend (whom nobody have met yet) and Private's brother girlfriend as householders and momentarily thought she wants to invite his mother and grandpa on the party too...
which was a good reason to insult my intelligence and me myself too.
So, since yesterday I am all pissed and unwilling to help in anything else anymore. Excuse my moaning and bitching, I'm just trying to get it out of my system in all possible ways.