OMG! Me too! Sometimes checking the mail does, too. What in there? What if it's something bad or an unexpected bill? I need help.
Oh, packages at the front door are awesome. Unless they're not for me. Sometimes I get all excited because FedEx stopped by and it turns out it's a part for the fridge that H ordered or something, lol.
Once a classmate I hadn't had much interaction with sat next to me. A few seconds later, she remarks that my hands were prickly and I said I hadn't had time to shave them yet. Then she goes, "I like to wax my hands and my pits, I feel like they grow back less sparse than before" Then class started and the convo ended there. She never spoke to me again in the next 3 years, lol. Every time I saw her I felt super uncomfortable that the only thing I knew about her was that she waxed her under-arms and the hair grew back sparse, lol. People are crazy.
My confession is that I don't understand why people think that jobless and immigrants get free hand outs from the government. I feel for a friend of mine who is in a hard spot and has applied for assistance and cannot get it but this always brings on a slew of "immigrants get everything!" and "maybe I should just quit my job".
Maybe I'm woefully unaware but I'm under the impression that even people without jobs who are on government assistance still really struggle because it is usually not enough.
Once a classmate I hadn't had much interaction with sat next to me. A few seconds later, she remarks that my hands were prickly and I said I hadn't had time to shave them yet. Then she goes, "I like to wax my hands and my pits, I feel like they grow back less sparse than before" Then class started and the convo ended there. She never spoke to me again in the next 3 years, lol. Every time I saw her I felt super uncomfortable that the only thing I knew about her was that she waxed her under-arms and the hair grew back sparse, lol. People are crazy.
What is WRONG with people?! lol. You could have lived your whole life not knowing about her underarm grooming, and I could have lived my whole life never knowing my cube mate has a small vagina.
I had to have a sit down talk with my H and my Mom. They are both always on me about " not being nice" and needing me to be " nicer"
Finally I was like " LISTEN, I am not nice okay, I am funny, smart, empathic, silly, generous and caring, I am NOT NICE. I have learned to accept this about myself. I am NOT " taking things out " on either of you. I am in fact not reacting to either of you most of the time. This is just my general demeaner. PLEASE stop making me feel awful for not being sunny, and pleasant and making the correct smiley faces. I GET to be myself in my own home."
It literally improved my relationship with BOTH of them by 1000 percent. I just don't get why " Nice" is valued so much more than any other quality.
I feel like I need to have this conversation with H. Omits daily he'll ask me "what's wrong" and hound me about it until I snap at him. The he tells me not to be "attitudy". Duuuuuude, you're the one bugging me. I was fine. Just because I don't smile every second of the day doesn't mean I'm not nice. Resting bitch face is a thing.
You sound "nice" funny, generous and empathetic are all nice qualities. You don't have to crap rainbows to be nice
My XH and I had a constant disagreement about me being nice. He said I was always in a bad mood when I came home from work. And I was like, no shit - I've just spent 45 minutes in traffic, after a 9 hour day of forcibly being nice to people I don't like, and the first thing I walk into is a messy house and a H bugging me about what's for dinner. You've been home for 2.5 hours, WTF have you been doing?
He honestly got offended that I didn't want to hugged and kissed and smothered with questions the minute I walked in. I asked him to give me 10 minutes before he bugged me about anything, and he took it as a personal insult.
Once a classmate I hadn't had much interaction with sat next to me. A few seconds later, she remarks that my hands were prickly and I said I hadn't had time to shave them yet. Then she goes, "I like to wax my hands and my pits, I feel like they grow back less sparse than before" Then class started and the convo ended there. She never spoke to me again in the next 3 years, lol. Every time I saw her I felt super uncomfortable that the only thing I knew about her was that she waxed her under-arms and the hair grew back sparse, lol. People are crazy.
What is WRONG with people?! lol. You could have lived your whole life not knowing about her underarm grooming, and I could have lived my whole life never knowing my cube mate has a small vagina.
It gets worse. A few weeks back, she popped up in my suggested friends and I told H about this and he was mad that HE knew about her underarm situation, lol. He was all
I caught my 5 year old flipping the wall off. He said he was practicing. I asked where he learned it and he got incredibly defensive. I asked if it was from me and he said yes, I learned it from you.
It took everything in me to hold in the "I learned it by watching you" shout from the 80s PSA.
My bil can be such a prick. A few days ago I had everyone over for dinner. I was craving greek, so I made spanakopita, stuffed grape leaves, roast lamb, etc. Bil sat down and he was like "I hate greek food. The salad's good, but I'm not a fan of anything else". Dude! I don't go to your house and say "man, I really hate bland, tasteless food." Jerkoff.
I get pissed when I come home from work and H can't be bothered to give me a pleasant "hello." He's usually cooking dinner, has a dog and several cats underfoot, and is sick of answering "DAD!!!!" for the 3,000th time that day, and I get all that. But manage a "hello" that doesn't sound like you hate my guts, dude. Home should be a welcoming place. I try to be cheerful when I walk in the door, even if my day (and/or commute) has suuuuuucked.
eta: And I run the risk here of my H going down in the ML spreadsheet as a surly dick. lol. cjoy and EmilieMadison can assure you that he is not, in the least. WITNESS!
He is NOT, I promise!! And DH often has a shitty day at work and comes home and can't give me a pleasant "Hello" either, and he's a wonderful, loving person. I get it
Post by EmilieMadison on Jul 23, 2014 17:41:18 GMT -5
Along the lines of the texting confessions and how much people hate to talk on the phone: I regularly talk one the phone to one friend for several hours per week. I prefer texting for most general communication, even though I just started texting in the last few years and was totally anti-text before that.
I get pissed when I come home from work and H can't be bothered to give me a pleasant "hello." He's usually cooking dinner, has a dog and several cats underfoot, and is sick of answering "DAD!!!!" for the 3,000th time that day, and I get all that. But manage a "hello" that doesn't sound like you hate my guts, dude. Home should be a welcoming place. I try to be cheerful when I walk in the door, even if my day (and/or commute) has suuuuuucked.
eta: And I run the risk here of my H going down in the ML spreadsheet as a surly dick. lol. cjoy and EmilieMadison can assure you that he is not, in the least. WITNESS!
I get that. But this was him, the second I walked in the door, while all three dogs are barking their fool heads off:
Some middle ground is appreciated.
For example, my BF once apologized and clearly felt REALLY bad about not immediately greeting me at his house with a hug and a kiss. That particular night, I was going to cook dinner, so I had a bag full of food, my overnight bag, my purse, AND Roxy under my arm. When he tried to apologize, I was like DUDE! Context. I know you have had it beat into you that your GF must be cheerfully greeted with a hug and kiss, but when I have 219484347 things in my hands, I'd MUCH rather you take shit from me before you officially greet me. The looks of relief on his face was priceless.
Post by justmeandmydog on Jul 23, 2014 19:20:28 GMT -5
My XH and I had a constant disagreement about me being nice. He said I was always in a bad mood when I came home from work. And I was like, no shit - I've just spent 45 minutes in traffic, after a 9 hour day of forcibly being nice to people I don't like, and the first thing I walk into is a messy house and a H bugging me about what's for dinner. You've been home for 2.5 hours, WTF have you been doing?
He honestly got offended that I didn't want to hugged and kissed and smothered with questions the minute I walked in. I asked him to give me 10 minutes before he bugged me about anything, and he took it as a personal insult.[/quote]
My XH was the same way! It use to take me a min. of 1.5 hrs to get home; told him multiple times I needed 10 min to decompress. He also took offense to the fact that I'd pet the dog when I got home. "you'll pet him but you won't kiss me?!?" NO, not RIGHT when I walk in the door! The dog doesn't want anything from me
I am curious to know why you brought it to ML. Not shaming you--I know it's a sensitive subject, I just don't understand, I guess. Because of the crowd here. Were you testing the waters to see if you could safely discuss it or just want to toss a little controversy here? That I understand. I talk about a lot of personal things, but I volley snark back if it gets hairy. You don't. It's not fun to watch you get poked and prodded.
Anyway, I hope you're happier and things are going well for you, imback.
I brought it here because I didn't know where to go with it.
It's not the kind of thing you can just casually discuss with people IRL.
For most of the time until the very end I only had one person who knew everything.
H knew some things and there were things I discussed with him towards the end.
I didn't want to be poked and prodded, but I guess that's the nature of the board. I like discussing B., no surprise. I discuss him with H, but it's nice to discuss him anywhere.
And thank you, Scotty. Things are going better. You're one of the nicest people on the board; you have genuine concern.
A) workaholics is hilarious 2) I love to get drunk and randomly yell out let's get weird and know one knows what it means
That is all.
Oh and another real confession. I was supposed to drink last night after the kids went to bed but i took a four hour nap after dinner and then didnt feel like drinking. I'm hoping fi is willing to be the sober safety parent again tonight so I can drink.