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I have proof. MY MOTHER DOESN'T GET IT.
Current Mood: aggravated aggravated
I wish I hadn't closed the window before I thought to post this. The conversation goes something like this:

Mom: Jeff, you need to pick me up on Wednesday from work, take me home, and do my taxes.
Me: You could say please. Maybe ask if I'm busy?
My mother: Oh. I'm sorry, I hadn't realized I didn't. Please? Plus, could you come and look at TV's today with me?
Me: No. (insert explanation that I work 12 hour shifts on the weekends and have to be back at work in 9 hours and I'd like to sleep before then. She should know this, considering how many times she's abruptly woken me up to ask me some stupid question at like 8 a.m. or how many times I've passed out over there at noon or any of the other many indicators that I exist in the night away from the evil daystar...)
My mother: Oh. Then on Wednesday you can.

*bangs head on wall* Yes mother. I'm your god-damned chauffeur. I really don't mind. In fact, honestly, as long as you're not being a total bitch (which has happened) it's kinda enjoyable. But simple courtesy would be appreciated. K? Thx.

Oh, and while I'm here. http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v81/le_necesito/xmen179.jpg → This is for phloxin to annoy him. ;)
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annida From: annida Date: January 24th, 2005 12:16 am (UTC) (Link)
Wow, your mom sure lives in la la land, it's cute. :)

I'm a little bit like that, cause I forget when Dan works all the time, but now I have a diary where I write down his schedule as well as mine. All fun.

*kisses*
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