Apparently I am still seven

[ShadowBall]

Twice today, I got screamed at that I need to "be responsible and grow up." And the second time, I got told, "What, are you still seven years old? Are you ever going to grow up?" This was all over that I did not check to see if my mother's cell phone needed to be charged and because the cats were not in the garage for the night (they have to be because they like to howl all night and keep everyone up).

I think the whole, "You need to grow up and be responsible" thing is just going to be the idiot's new cute little slogan he launches when he wants to try and take a cheap shot at me. Kind of like last year when I had a lot of work to do for clients and he thought I was just using that as an excuse to not do things. So anytime he wouldn't want to do something, he'd go, "Oh I can't. I have to do client work." He didn't, but he wanted to mock me because I guess it makes him feel better about himself or something. I try to not understand idiot logic lest I lose precious brain cells.

This man accuses me of being an irresponsible child while he still needs my mother to buy his underwear, razors, do his laundry and wake up two hours early to make his lunch for work. And that's when he actually IS working since he tends to get fired after about two weeks. Pot, meet kettle. It made me laugh more than anything, especially since like a true idiot, he thinks he's right. And of course I'm wrong because I'm just a silly little irresponsible girl. But I didn't mind because, as said, I don't give a fuck what he says...and also, since he is so hard of hearing, I was able to tell him to go fuck himself when he walked away from me and not get screamed at some more. I know one of these days I'm just gonna unload on his ass with both barrels and it's going to feel so good. I'll probably get verbally abused by my mother for a few years, but it will be so worth it to just let loose sixteen or so years of hatred and annoyance toward him.

[firecat88]

This was all over that I did not check to see if my mother's cell phone needed to be charged and because the cats were not in the garage for the night (they have to be because they like to howl all night and keep everyone up).

Oh gosh. I hate this. How the hell is it *your* responsibility to check when someone else's phone needs to be put on the charger? My parents do this to me when it comes to everyone's passwords for everything. Apparently, I'm supposed to remember 'em all. *hugs you and gives you a cinnamon roll and some hot cocoa* Sorry you got yelled at, hon.

[BookstoreEscapee]

Oh gosh. I hate this. How the hell is it *your* responsibility to check when someone else's phone needs to be put on the charger? My parents do this to me when it comes to everyone's passwords for everything. Apparently, I'm supposed to remember 'em all. *hugs you and gives you a cinnamon roll and some hot cocoa* Sorry you got yelled at, hon.

My dad is the opposite. If I leave my phone sitting out at their house while I'm doing laundry or whatever, my dad might look at it to see if it needs to be charged. His phone uses the same charger, so if it does he'll plug it in.

My parents would never tell me their passwords for anything, nor would I tell them mine (probably the only one my dad knows is the one for my actual computer, mostly because he's my tech support and he's the one who set it up )

[ShadowBall]

My mother lets me take her cellphone to work since mine ran out of airtime and my number was given to someone else. It's mostly just so she can call her idiot or so I can call her, and since I forgot about it in my bag overnight, I'm suddenly an irresponsible child.

And don't even get me started on how retarded people in this house are as far as technology. Never have I seen two people get outsmarted by a television set to the point where they have screaming fights with one another. Mom's old TV - which was older than me - shit the bed a couple years ago, and her idiot bought a new LCD television with a DVD player built into the side. Idiot got outsmarted by the DVD player, so he decided to teach it a lesson by beating the hell out of it with a flashlight. DVD player broke, so I had to dig out my old VCR/DVD player that had no remote. This means all the DVDs my mom has with more than one movie on each side or where "Play Movie" was not the option the DVD menu began on could not be watched anymore.

These two do not know how to switch between cable (we don't even have basic cable, so they shouldn't need to do this) and the DVD player. The process literally involves two buttons and simple directions: Push big red Menu button on remote. Push down arrow button once to select Video (side) for the DVD player. Push menu button again. I have had to write out these directions in explicit detail at least half a dozen times for these two morons and they STILL cannot figure the TV out. Mom told me when I was in school once, they didn't watch a movie for the whole semester I was away because they couldn't figure out how to switch from cable to video. Even with about three sets of directions.

And Mom and her moron will scream at one another over trying to make a movie work. This is why they stick to VHS. There are no menus to try and navigate. I kind of want to set up a video camera when they do this and record them because it's just too funny to believe. And Tardo also tried to tell my mother that she couldn't play CDs in the DVD player because it'd cause image burn.

These two are so dumb. Mom still doesn't understand how to use her phone beyond dialing the number and pushing the big green button to send the call out. And let me just say how much I adore when the moron makes me help him use the internet. He'll make me spend three hours surfing eBay for cars and car parts he has no intention of buying. Or I'll be standing there waiting to help him (because Mom forces me to) and I end up standing there like a jackass for an hour because he refuses to let me help. I tell him what to search for and he doesn't even listen, but fi I walk away, Mom tells me to go back down there and stand in case he needs help. And the kicker is the library offers FREE computer literacy classes several times a year, but Tardo won't take them because hey, I've got a college education, so I should be able to help him.

But I digress. Right now my dear cat is passed out in my lap with her legs behind her head. I think if she were a human, she'd either be a contortionist or a porn star.

[RootedPhoenix]

Augh. >_< *offers you a cookie* That's just crazy.

[LibraryLady]

things like happen all the time. It doesn't matter how old you are or what a success you have done in life. When it comes to families, someone will always be there to try making you feel like you're 7 years old.

We're retired and in our early 60s. We both grew up and have always lived in places where the winters are cold. In December we went to visit Hubby's 90 year-old Mom. She's a sweetheart but she does know how to pull strings.

As soon as I got off the bus she asked, "Did you bring a hat?" because I wasn't wearing one.

Well, no Mom. I come to northern New England in December. The only clothes I bring are shorts, t-shirts and flip-flops. Of course I brought a hat and flannel-lined jeans and thermal socks and thick mittens and you name it. We know what winter can be!

The problem here is often that people who want you to 'grow up' are people who don't quite feel they've done it themselves. You're doing what you can. It may not always be perfect in the eyes of others because maturity is in the eye of the beholder. However, you're doing the best you can and, so long as you aren't living in an old refrigerator box, you're doing just fine.

[ShadowBall]

Blah, my mother says stuff to me often as well like I'm a child. I often times get told what I'm allowed to do, where I'm allowed to go, what I'm allowed to wear, etc. I can't wear a shirt if it has a wrinkle in it. I can't go on a plane. I can't go to a doctor (I'm on her insurance) unless my symptoms are something she can see or be annoyed by...otherwise it's all in my head.

Would you believe my mother did my homework for me until I was 14? This was not my choice - she just started doing it all by herself. She wanted to ensure I'd get an education, and rather than let me make my own mistakes,she just did my work for me to ensure I'd pass. Funny enough, when I began doing my own work in high school, my grades improved dramatically. An assignment that would take my mother and I four hours to do could be done in 30 minutes by just me.

Yeah, meanwhile she forced me into college twice, and because she knows what's best for me more than I do, I will be $120,000+ in debt before I'm 30 from a bachelor's degree and a master's degree, both of which were not wanted.

Buuuuttttt that's another rant for another day.

[Geek King]

Correct Answers:

"Why? Do you need a role-model?"

"OK! As my first grown-up act, I'm demanding to be paid for tech support!"

"I doubt the guy who beat his DVD player to death is much of a judge of maturity."

"Why so cranky? Did the fifth graders shake you down for lunch money again?"

"Go away so I can laugh at you behind your back."

"Pot. Kettle. Black."

"That would mean more if you weren't consistantly outsmarted by the Speak & Spell." (replace with Microwave, refrigerator, or Justin Beiber for variety!)

"A college degree and that's the best insult you've got? I'd sue for malpractice."

[Ree]

Would you believe my mother did my homework for me until I was 14? This was not my choice - she just started doing it all by herself. She wanted to ensure I'd get an education, and rather than let me make my own mistakes,she just did my work for me to ensure I'd pass.

No offense, but I'm not surprised by that at all.
She did you no favours.

As for you borrowing her cell phone and not having the courtesy to put it on the charger, again, no offense, but I'm with your Mom.

Maybe it was just an oversight, but if it happens regularly, I can see why she would be upset.

I may be biased here, considering that my own daughter moved back home "temporarily" last week, and I am already at the point where I am counting the days and praying that "temporary" means just that.