Oh... Men Sometimes...
First post in a long time and it‘s a rant. Feel free to enjoy I just need to get something off of my chest and vent myself out… and the person I am pissed at doesn’t know how the fuck to use the internet just like he doesn’t know how the fuck to act like an adultl
I wish people would grow up faster. Seriously my stepfather is now in his forties yet insists on behaving in the same exact manner a little boy would. When someone rips him off (usually because he’s an idiot and knows nothing about how much things should cost and what not. Instead of doing so in a healthy normal manner he decides it’s best to vent his feelings out on people inside of his house hold. So he’s gone on a rampage to make people feel just as stupid and worthless as he does for making his mistake. First it was my younger sister Khadija she got yelled at for something idiotic and pointless. Sophia was screamed at for wetting the bed even though she hasn’t done so for months, and Junior’s crime (which was so bad that he was called “fucking pathetic, useless, and would never amount to anything---mind you he’s seven) was being sick. Seriously.
So what was my vile crime against the household? Why simple lying. I ate in my room and lied about it. Even though I told him that I had eaten in my room and that is why a dish was in there. I then got yelled at after he dug through my trash can and pulled out candy wrappers and a bag from Panera saying that I lied for surely I had to eat those things in my room, because you know sticking a snickers wrapper in your pocket after having it as a snack at work makes no sense, because there is a trash can in the kitchen and why would I throw it away in my room. I then reached in my pockets to pull out trash from earlier on in the day to show him that I did in fact have trash in my pockets from just getting off work, and of course I was lying about that. So now I have a week before I have to be gone. If he really does kick me out this time, I won’t be shocked. But he can sure as hell bet that I will be sewing him and only him for college tuition, the internet and cable bill that I paid for the next three months, his tax return for claiming me as a dependant, any of my things that he has damaged, and whatever I can tack onto that. Oh yeah and he still doesn’t know my dad’s got things ready to go to get all the backed child support my mom owes and hasn’t done it yet because I am still living here. Is it childish? Yeah, but so is not being able to handle your anger in a healthy way.
On a lesser note, I was called a racist today for asking a costumer to let me hold his return while he went and did his other shopping, since that meant I was accusing him of stealing since he was black. This is despite the fact I said what I needed to tell him in a polite friendly tone, and you know my dad’s black… but he did apologize to me for being an ass, so all was forgiven.
I wish people would grow up faster. Seriously my stepfather is now in his forties yet insists on behaving in the same exact manner a little boy would. When someone rips him off (usually because he’s an idiot and knows nothing about how much things should cost and what not. Instead of doing so in a healthy normal manner he decides it’s best to vent his feelings out on people inside of his house hold. So he’s gone on a rampage to make people feel just as stupid and worthless as he does for making his mistake. First it was my younger sister Khadija she got yelled at for something idiotic and pointless. Sophia was screamed at for wetting the bed even though she hasn’t done so for months, and Junior’s crime (which was so bad that he was called “fucking pathetic, useless, and would never amount to anything---mind you he’s seven) was being sick. Seriously.
So what was my vile crime against the household? Why simple lying. I ate in my room and lied about it. Even though I told him that I had eaten in my room and that is why a dish was in there. I then got yelled at after he dug through my trash can and pulled out candy wrappers and a bag from Panera saying that I lied for surely I had to eat those things in my room, because you know sticking a snickers wrapper in your pocket after having it as a snack at work makes no sense, because there is a trash can in the kitchen and why would I throw it away in my room. I then reached in my pockets to pull out trash from earlier on in the day to show him that I did in fact have trash in my pockets from just getting off work, and of course I was lying about that. So now I have a week before I have to be gone. If he really does kick me out this time, I won’t be shocked. But he can sure as hell bet that I will be sewing him and only him for college tuition, the internet and cable bill that I paid for the next three months, his tax return for claiming me as a dependant, any of my things that he has damaged, and whatever I can tack onto that. Oh yeah and he still doesn’t know my dad’s got things ready to go to get all the backed child support my mom owes and hasn’t done it yet because I am still living here. Is it childish? Yeah, but so is not being able to handle your anger in a healthy way.
On a lesser note, I was called a racist today for asking a costumer to let me hold his return while he went and did his other shopping, since that meant I was accusing him of stealing since he was black. This is despite the fact I said what I needed to tell him in a polite friendly tone, and you know my dad’s black… but he did apologize to me for being an ass, so all was forgiven.