Work has been nuts for the last eight days and I’ve been cranking some long hours with lots of other commitments. So, I’ve been short on sleep and need to vent or else I’m going to growl at the wrong person.
WTF!!! Does it require a Y chromosome to empty a garbage can? You don’t get points for a taller stack.
Or push a light switch downward?
Or replace the toilet paper roll with a new one? Especially after using four pounds of toilet paper?
I know that kids have to be fed, but why does a refrigerator have to be packed like a Japanese commuter car at rush hour?
I work to sort through the laundry with frilly crap that has washing instructions like War and Peace. Can’t you check my pockets before going into the wash in case I missed a receipt at 12:45 in the morning?
What is it about an extra X chromosome that enables you to ignore that every surface in the truck you drive is sticky?
Why is it OK for me to be humorously targeted for my stable of tents, but the, yet greater volume of shoes I encounter is off limits?
How many hair care products are REALLY necessary?
The space occupied by the expensive cabinet full of expensive, fancy dishes that are never used is OK, but my Klipsch speakers, that do get used, take up too much space?
And MY freezer, MY GAME FREEZER... why do I have to dig through bags of frozen sourkraut and boxes of fundraising frozen cookie dough to get some venison?
Maybe I just married smarter.
BB - I posted “growl”, not “go full sociopath”
I rolled home through the joy of Chicago traffic and encountered a series of pet peeves - not all that were listed.
I posted the list from my phone while taking my daily constitutional... with no toilet paper.
My attempt was to blow off some minor steam in a hopefully humorous way.
Then Henry rubbed my nose in it!
Good thing I haven’t yielded on my savage soothing Klipsch speakers!
Trust me though, the day will come when all those other things will be missed.
The toilet habits of Americans is proof of the tyrannical matriarchy.
That is the culprit 99% of the time we are frustrated at home...
Nomad @ work's Link
Worst thing you can do is dwell on it and let everything bother you...which our society REALLY ENJOYS!
So, I got that going for me.
KPC - Klipsch speakers are pretty decent speakers without shelling out the huge $$$$ for true audiophile speakers.
Jeff - I had to laugh several years ago. Somehow, a bar of my Fresh Earth Soap from a hunting trip ended up in our shower and my wife used it before heading to work in the Willis Tower, what used to be known as the Sears Tower. I had fun imagining her coworkers thinking to themselves, "What kind of perfume is that?"
The real answer should have gone like this, "Because I'm angry EVERY morning unless I'm going hunting! I haven't had my Diet Dr. Pepper yet, nor my first dip of Skoal. I've had a headache for 4 months. I have a 5 year old daughter! A 2 month old lab pup! I ran out of HOT WATER!! and it IS THE MORNING!!!!!" :)
I feel your list. :) I can relate. Even though my wife is good about all that, and I'm terrible at it.
But why is it that when she wants help with the dishes, it has to be RIGHT THE HELL NOW! But when I need help (which is NEVER), it's "Just a few minutes. I just sat down." *()&^(*&*(!!!!!!!
That's another thing, my girls need help with everything. I NEVER ask for help. EVER. Last time I asked my wife for help, I needed help putting the end gate back on a utility trailer. It's a 2 person job. but it takes 15 seconds. And that was 6 months ago!
I really don't have much to bitch about, so I'll give you some pet peeves of my own. . .
Online reviews: I've been shopping around for new bow accessories for a bow purchase. I read the reviews. People. . . Wait until you use the damn product before you review it!!!!!!! I'm so tired of "I just opened the box. Product X looks amazing and looks like it should work great." Are you effing kidding me!?!?! You haven't even used it and you're writing a review?!?!
I gotta stop. That one raises my blood pressure too much :)
I was on a hunting trip and got a call from my wife. Yellow jackets had chewed a hole into the insulation where the A/C line ran into the house. I told her to throw some water into the shop vac and set it up with the hose propped up at the entrance to the hole and to leave it run.
The old shop vac died shortly.
She ran out and picked up a new shop vac... but she didn't put water in it. The new shop vac ran like a champ and she was in her night gown when she realized that it was still running. Our back yard is pretty private, so she slipped out in her nightgown to shut it off.
But she got curious.
She opened the shop vac, that had no water in it, to see how many yellow jackets had been sucked up.
Thousands of pissed off yellow jackets came swarming out!
She apparently dropped the shop vac top, sprinted across the yard yelling and rolling across the grass in her nightgown, swatting at the yellow jackets in her hair and on her night gown.
Somehow, she wasn't stung.
Because there was no harm done, I really wish that video of that episode existed.
I cooked a 15+ lb turkey for New Year's Eve and Day, made barley and lentil soup with the carcass, and a dressing casserole with much of the leftover meat.
All delicious. Frozen in individual meal-sized portions and she has main courses for her lunches for quite a while.
(Gotta go; think I hear her coming down the stairs!!)
But even when my patient runs short w my kids or wife, I’ll Meditate and think about people that have it far worse.
Children are chronically ill, parents are cheating and hitting each other, on drugs or alcoholics.
In the greater scheme of things, we have it pretty good.
Even I have to remind myself of this.
We'll be sitting, reading or watching tv, she will wait hours for me to get up and then say, "While your up, get me a cup of coffee."
I’ll try to post a pic in the morning.
... assuming that I survive.
Not five minutes later, she shared with my buddy that the driver's side tail light was out on the truck. I smiled and told him to remember, "You're just supposed to listen and understand. That's what women want. They don't want you to fix everything."
Just last night, I had stopped by their place and she was commenting on how they need a new front door. He assured her that it was on the list. I reminded them both that he simply needed to listen and understand, not fix things.
I run directly into the cannon fire for you my brothers!!!
But I chickened out of the sharpie thing. Easy to talk big...
Like HA, I got very lucky, God blessed me with a genuine beautiful gem!
(I sent her this whole thread before I added my comment!)
That said, when you are stressed out, you have less emotional durability for other things that cause stress. So it makes sense that that big list or similar things tick you off. I get frustrated when I see that the TP roll (new) is sitting on the old one vs having been changed. C'mon! But when life is rolling, it makes me laugh, when I'm backed up, it gets me annoyed.
My thing is I carry in groceries, she is supposed to put them up. Never fails, she always misses a bag I have to do.
She won’t put bottled water in the fridge. Says she likes it better room temperature. Until she wants cold water. Then she gets it out of the fridge. Never to replace them. When she packs lunch, she gets them out of the fridge to keep her cooler food chilled. Etc.... but, she doesn’t use refrigerated water. Sure.
She’s the best thing to happen to me. I love her. These things irritate me though.
And I love my wife.
I posted a semi-humorous list of quirks as opposed to crabbing about them.
The juice box pic cracked me up. I love retrieving a box of juice from the fridge to find that it contains less than a quarter ounce of juice. I suppose that’s just in case we have a hummingbird drop by.
I’m glad that our wives have no list of our odd quirks.
And my wife, after having read this thread, won’t be making a list either. She’s too focused on the fact that Henry said he married better than me.
The traveling sisterhood of the green fried magnolias is coming for him.
No person and thus no marriage is perfect, but we are certainly better off with our spouses than we would be without them.
I work very hard to be the person that I aspire to be. When I am tired or stressed, things are not going smoothly, I think of the story of the Navy Seals singing in the mud or of other people who have overcome greater adversity than I and utilized greater panache.
I look to demand better of myself and often turn to humor. I don’t meditate. I think people are inclined to be better when laughing and positive.
The computer does not convey intonation very well, Henry. I hope that any time you see one of my posts, you assume that I am striving for light hearted humor. If I am inclined to express anything else, I will be very clear in my intent.
I value your even keeled opinions.
When I get home from work, I’m going to let my wife know that you said that you’d be miserable if you were married to her.
^^^^^^ Humor ^^^^^^
My wife (after almost 45 years) still struggles to know when I am serious and when I am pulling somebody's leg or chain.
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My sweet Wife has three quirks;
1. She, too, cannot change a roll of toilet paper. I come home from work, there is a fresh roll on the floor, and an empty cardboard on the holder. LOL !
2. My sweet Wife cannot walk the 10 feet across the garage to the recycle bin. I come home from work, and there is a litany of bottles and cans on the garage stoop, 10 feet from the recycle bin. She made it out of the kitchen with the recyclables, but does not have the ability to finish that last 10 feet. HAR !!! LOL !!!
3. My sweet Wife looses the ability to drive from 5 PM on Friday, until I go back to work on Monday. I can be knee deep in an oil change or yard work on the weekend, and she some outside and says, "Drive me to the grocery." The Grocery store is 2 miles away. TWO MILES for goodness sake, - but I have to drop what I am doing, and drive her.
But, in all honesty, I probably am a sub standard husband. Below is an email chain from a few years back when I was hunting Northern Virginia year round on kill permits, and was always out bowhunting;
-----Original Message----- From: Sly
Sent: Friday, January 16, 2009 4:59 PM
To: Oliver Tony
Subject: RE: Forgot Cell Phone
Talk about pissed... You need to hook her up with rent a hubby to get that stuff fixed or call the plumber.........and the garage door man
-----Original Message----- From: Tony Oliver Sent: Friday, January 16, 2009 9:59 AM
To: sly Subject: FW: Forgot Cell Phone
Mama ain't happy today !
-----Original Message----- From: Wife Sent: Friday, January 16, 2009 7:05 AM
To: Oliver Tony
Subject: RE: Forgot Cell Phone
I already had it in my phone.
The light was still ON in the garage door thing this morning-- did not shut off. Please call the garage door company this morning.
Also, the hot water faucet in "my" sink would not work this morning-- I turned it and NO water came out-- the cold one works. That now makes BOTH hot water faucets in both sinks that are broke. Too bad your Bow and Arrow couldn't fix all the stuff that's breaking in the house!!
-----Original Message----- From: Tony Oliver Sent: Friday, January 16, 2009 6:21
Subject: Forgot Cell Phone
Work Number is 703-xxx-xxx, and you should add this to your phone right now.