Jesus fucking christ!
I'm laying there, on my bed, and my mother comes in.
M:I have a problem.
J: That's nice, what is it?
M: You didn't take out the garbage.
J:Sorry, I forgot.
m: (yelling) we have been living here for two years! you should be able to remember to take out the garbage once a week?
j:and I don't remember each week. Who's logic is wrong here?
m: it's every Thursday!
j: and so I remember when you tell me every thursday night. It works.
m: dont you look at the neighbors cans? if they're out....
J: I hate our neighbors
m: what does that have to do with their garbage.
j: for one thing, I think our neighbors are idiots. for another, if I hate them, why the fuck would I concern myself with their fucking garbage?!?
m:don't swear at me!
j: IM fucking sorry! I can say sorry, right?
m:why do you have to give me an attitude?
j: i didn't until you yelled.
m:I didn't yell until you gave me those smart-ass comments of yours.
j: You didn't even give me a chance to give you a smart-ass comment. and what makes them MY comments anyways?i mean...
m: shut up! take out the garbage!
j: i never said I wouldn't...
and so i took out the garbage. I had no problem with it. it all started with "I forgot." But it doesn't end there. I was back in the house, putting a plastic bag in the can...
m: what the hell are you doing?
j: putting a bag in the can. What does it look like?
m:you're in here slamming things around. people are sleeping!!!
j: you didn't seem to care when you were yelling at me about two minutes ago.
m:don't give me an attitude
j: whatever, goodnight
That fucking woman gets on my nerves so much it's not funny. I say people are stupid, but I really mean ignorant, because my mother is the epitome of stupidity.
M:I have a problem.
J: That's nice, what is it?
M: You didn't take out the garbage.
J:Sorry, I forgot.
m: (yelling) we have been living here for two years! you should be able to remember to take out the garbage once a week?
j:and I don't remember each week. Who's logic is wrong here?
m: it's every Thursday!
j: and so I remember when you tell me every thursday night. It works.
m: dont you look at the neighbors cans? if they're out....
J: I hate our neighbors
m: what does that have to do with their garbage.
j: for one thing, I think our neighbors are idiots. for another, if I hate them, why the fuck would I concern myself with their fucking garbage?!?
m:don't swear at me!
j: IM fucking sorry! I can say sorry, right?
m:why do you have to give me an attitude?
j: i didn't until you yelled.
m:I didn't yell until you gave me those smart-ass comments of yours.
j: You didn't even give me a chance to give you a smart-ass comment. and what makes them MY comments anyways?i mean...
m: shut up! take out the garbage!
j: i never said I wouldn't...
and so i took out the garbage. I had no problem with it. it all started with "I forgot." But it doesn't end there. I was back in the house, putting a plastic bag in the can...
m: what the hell are you doing?
j: putting a bag in the can. What does it look like?
m:you're in here slamming things around. people are sleeping!!!
j: you didn't seem to care when you were yelling at me about two minutes ago.
m:don't give me an attitude
j: whatever, goodnight
That fucking woman gets on my nerves so much it's not funny. I say people are stupid, but I really mean ignorant, because my mother is the epitome of stupidity.