*in grandpa Simpson voice* Oh bitch bitch bitch
If you don't want to hear me bitching about my mom- move right along.
So we're in Starbucks this morning- and out of nowhere Mom's like "So I've been doing some last minute looking through the Dell Catalog..."
Me: "What for?"
Her: "For your laptop"
Me: "Since when am I getting a Dell?" -okay- that last line probably came out WAAAAY more snotty than I intended it too- but I was completely taken off guard.
So Mom gets all defensive and bitchy- and I make another mistake by (once again, probably rudely) saying that Dells suck. Then she got REALLY mad, defended Dells- and started talking about how on Dells they build the computer to the features that you want.*ahem* like she even KNOWS the features I want *end ahem*
She was saying all of this like she's had it planned out- she missed the part about informing me that my comp for the next four years is gonna be a fucking Dell. What was REALLY confusing was that at the beginning of the year she and I talked about this, and I told her I would know EXACTLY which one I wanted- which I do.
THEN she told me that she's "not an open checkbook". Now THAT pissed me off. I didn't ask her for this laptop- she offered. If she doesn't wanna pay for the one that I want- then fuck- I'll buy it myself. Her problem is that she forgets that I'm 18- I have full access to my inheritance and she has none. She just thinks that because she doesn't WANT me to spend anything but the "allowance" we set up, that I CAN'T- THAT is her inherent mistake. I can spend all of that fucking money in a day if I want to- you know why? Because it's FUCKING MINE YOU BITCH!
ARGH!
I don't need your money, I don't want your money, don't even TRY to make me guilty about not wanting a shitty laptop- it's gonna be MY computer, not YOURS- and don't pretend that you know ANYTHING about the quality of computers- because you don't- just because DEAN tells you it's a good one- that doesn't make it true.
Let's not forget that DEAN is the one who can't even change the fucking volume on his computer. Anytime I change the volume on his computer- he comes bitching at me saying that his "sound settings are screwed up" Makes me want to KIIIIIILLLL him- TURN THE FUCKING VOLUME UP YOU MORON!
Oh- and what I thought the funniest part was- when she was trying to call me unappreciative- her exact words were
"Who are you now, Dean?"
That stung, AND made me laugh inside. She insulted her own husband in an effort to make her point stronger. That was beautiful.
In conlusion- Dude! You're NOT getting *a fucking* Dell!
Whew. Now I feel better. I've been storing that up since this morning...*end rant*
So we're in Starbucks this morning- and out of nowhere Mom's like "So I've been doing some last minute looking through the Dell Catalog..."
Me: "What for?"
Her: "For your laptop"
Me: "Since when am I getting a Dell?" -okay- that last line probably came out WAAAAY more snotty than I intended it too- but I was completely taken off guard.
So Mom gets all defensive and bitchy- and I make another mistake by (once again, probably rudely) saying that Dells suck. Then she got REALLY mad, defended Dells- and started talking about how on Dells they build the computer to the features that you want.*ahem* like she even KNOWS the features I want *end ahem*
She was saying all of this like she's had it planned out- she missed the part about informing me that my comp for the next four years is gonna be a fucking Dell. What was REALLY confusing was that at the beginning of the year she and I talked about this, and I told her I would know EXACTLY which one I wanted- which I do.
THEN she told me that she's "not an open checkbook". Now THAT pissed me off. I didn't ask her for this laptop- she offered. If she doesn't wanna pay for the one that I want- then fuck- I'll buy it myself. Her problem is that she forgets that I'm 18- I have full access to my inheritance and she has none. She just thinks that because she doesn't WANT me to spend anything but the "allowance" we set up, that I CAN'T- THAT is her inherent mistake. I can spend all of that fucking money in a day if I want to- you know why? Because it's FUCKING MINE YOU BITCH!
ARGH!
I don't need your money, I don't want your money, don't even TRY to make me guilty about not wanting a shitty laptop- it's gonna be MY computer, not YOURS- and don't pretend that you know ANYTHING about the quality of computers- because you don't- just because DEAN tells you it's a good one- that doesn't make it true.
Let's not forget that DEAN is the one who can't even change the fucking volume on his computer. Anytime I change the volume on his computer- he comes bitching at me saying that his "sound settings are screwed up" Makes me want to KIIIIIILLLL him- TURN THE FUCKING VOLUME UP YOU MORON!
Oh- and what I thought the funniest part was- when she was trying to call me unappreciative- her exact words were
"Who are you now, Dean?"
That stung, AND made me laugh inside. She insulted her own husband in an effort to make her point stronger. That was beautiful.
In conlusion- Dude! You're NOT getting *a fucking* Dell!
Whew. Now I feel better. I've been storing that up since this morning...*end rant*