Dumb Dispute Desperado
Dumb disputes... stupid arguments... with who else but my parents... sometimes i wonder if stupidity attracts each other and stubborn characters are genetically passed down. I have my suspicions.
Imagine the below:
Mom: The phone's red light is not on.
Me: wait wait, reading newspaper. (and i'm reading very fine print)
Mom: The red light is not on, just go and adjust it.
Me: What red light?
Mom: Charging red light lar. Go go go. Point out to u already can u go and adjust the phone?
Me: ah later, let me finish reading the papers.
All the while i have the idea she was referring to her handphone, which does have rather bad charger contacts, and the red charging light does go off time and again.
Me: Dad, have u seen mom's handphone? she told me to adjust it, red light was off or something
Dad: What?
Me: (cant find phone) Aiyah, dunno what she's talking about. her phone isnt even here. Dun care. Cant be bothered if she doesnt make herself clear.
Dad: Whatever whatever (annoyed)
Later, when i was just about to start my computer up, my dad came in and just started scolding me and what not about he already knew its the cordless phone my mom was referring to. Then i told him OK, so its the cordless phone, yeah but my mom never mentioned cordless phone at all. Then my dad flared up abt me interrupting him to tell him that. Then he was going on like, u never listen to what ppl have to say and all that. And i told him i can guess most of it anyway. And repeated his usual routine of 'bla bla's.
After that was pure hell and injustice and no reason was involved. He started going on abt i think i'm dam smart and all that bull... Then i just told him whatever, say what u like, suit urself. Then he went on about I just say that cos i have nothing else to say, and i told him 'look who's talking now...'
Wonder why he's so pissed. I could accept a mistake. I can't accept being blatantly blamed for something that's not my fault. Get my mom to make things clear. Understandably, Reasonably clear.
Then the usual argument about how things should be done. I told my dad, i can do this for u, but i do it my way after he flared up in one of the arguments... He was asking me to help him do something, and i told him, let me do this first, then this, then i can do things step by step. No need for a full briefing before everything. (He leaves enought loopholes for me to keep going back to him to confirm things, and his handwriting and annotations are horrendously illegible) But he had to flare up and ask me to do all things his method, his way. I just told him, well, when u employ a secretary to type a document, u dont expect to tell her, here, type all the As, then the Bs, then the Cs, then the Hs, then the Is, then u fill in the rest. She types, u check the draft, then editing is done if necessary, and everything's fine.
He just walked out, and came back to ask me to do the same thing at night anyway. I felt pissed. But at least his attitude was much better by that time. Damn. I hate working with ppl who cant control their emotions... such a pain in the neck...
To end, i would like to quote a friend's MSN nick: There is no such thing as Blind Faith.
And my reply to that is: There is no faith without some Blindness. (which is sadly, how MLM works as well)
Imagine the below:
Mom: The phone's red light is not on.
Me: wait wait, reading newspaper. (and i'm reading very fine print)
Mom: The red light is not on, just go and adjust it.
Me: What red light?
Mom: Charging red light lar. Go go go. Point out to u already can u go and adjust the phone?
Me: ah later, let me finish reading the papers.
All the while i have the idea she was referring to her handphone, which does have rather bad charger contacts, and the red charging light does go off time and again.
Me: Dad, have u seen mom's handphone? she told me to adjust it, red light was off or something
Dad: What?
Me: (cant find phone) Aiyah, dunno what she's talking about. her phone isnt even here. Dun care. Cant be bothered if she doesnt make herself clear.
Dad: Whatever whatever (annoyed)
Later, when i was just about to start my computer up, my dad came in and just started scolding me and what not about he already knew its the cordless phone my mom was referring to. Then i told him OK, so its the cordless phone, yeah but my mom never mentioned cordless phone at all. Then my dad flared up abt me interrupting him to tell him that. Then he was going on like, u never listen to what ppl have to say and all that. And i told him i can guess most of it anyway. And repeated his usual routine of 'bla bla's.
After that was pure hell and injustice and no reason was involved. He started going on abt i think i'm dam smart and all that bull... Then i just told him whatever, say what u like, suit urself. Then he went on about I just say that cos i have nothing else to say, and i told him 'look who's talking now...'
Wonder why he's so pissed. I could accept a mistake. I can't accept being blatantly blamed for something that's not my fault. Get my mom to make things clear. Understandably, Reasonably clear.
Then the usual argument about how things should be done. I told my dad, i can do this for u, but i do it my way after he flared up in one of the arguments... He was asking me to help him do something, and i told him, let me do this first, then this, then i can do things step by step. No need for a full briefing before everything. (He leaves enought loopholes for me to keep going back to him to confirm things, and his handwriting and annotations are horrendously illegible) But he had to flare up and ask me to do all things his method, his way. I just told him, well, when u employ a secretary to type a document, u dont expect to tell her, here, type all the As, then the Bs, then the Cs, then the Hs, then the Is, then u fill in the rest. She types, u check the draft, then editing is done if necessary, and everything's fine.
He just walked out, and came back to ask me to do the same thing at night anyway. I felt pissed. But at least his attitude was much better by that time. Damn. I hate working with ppl who cant control their emotions... such a pain in the neck...
To end, i would like to quote a friend's MSN nick: There is no such thing as Blind Faith.
And my reply to that is: There is no faith without some Blindness. (which is sadly, how MLM works as well)
posted by Holy Order Sol at 00:51
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