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clo_againI hate siblings. Just when you think they may actually have more than one brain cell.....
My brother's friend Andrew is coming over tonight and they're having an Indian. I asked my brother if they could have a Chinese instead because (1) I hate Indian but love Chinese so they could order me something at the same time (2) They both like Chinese and (3) they have an Indian takeaway nearly every week. Also my parents are away so it would stop me having to cook something for myself.
My brother moaned and whined about how 'it was all decided' and 'we've already arranged it' and blah blah blah. In the end he said he'd order me a Chinese and pick it up when he went to get Andrew and their Indian take-away, all the time whining about how it was 'a huge detour' and 'can't you be more grateful'? He finished off by saying if I could drive then I could have gone to pick my own Chinese up. I pointed out he would already be in town picking up his Indian so it was no big deal for him to do it, and that if he had the car then how could I? He had the cheek to say I could wait until him and Andrew came back then take the car and go get my Chinese. -_- My response was: "What's the fucking point if you're already in town you moron? Is it that bloody difficult?"
He then spent the next few minutes telling me I should be grateful he was getting me a Chinese at all.
*throws sharp objects at brother*
Is it that bloody difficult to pick something up for me while he's in town? For god's sake I thought he was *slightly* more intelligent than this. Brain-dead little fucker.....
*sighs* Didn't mean to rant so much, but sometimes he is so irrational it makes me want to scream at him and tear my hair out. Is it a man thing? Do their brains work in different, utterly illogical ways? Is it so difficult for him to think of someone else, just once? AAARRGGHH!!!!
My brother's friend Andrew is coming over tonight and they're having an Indian. I asked my brother if they could have a Chinese instead because (1) I hate Indian but love Chinese so they could order me something at the same time (2) They both like Chinese and (3) they have an Indian takeaway nearly every week. Also my parents are away so it would stop me having to cook something for myself.
My brother moaned and whined about how 'it was all decided' and 'we've already arranged it' and blah blah blah. In the end he said he'd order me a Chinese and pick it up when he went to get Andrew and their Indian take-away, all the time whining about how it was 'a huge detour' and 'can't you be more grateful'? He finished off by saying if I could drive then I could have gone to pick my own Chinese up. I pointed out he would already be in town picking up his Indian so it was no big deal for him to do it, and that if he had the car then how could I? He had the cheek to say I could wait until him and Andrew came back then take the car and go get my Chinese. -_- My response was: "What's the fucking point if you're already in town you moron? Is it that bloody difficult?"
He then spent the next few minutes telling me I should be grateful he was getting me a Chinese at all.
*throws sharp objects at brother*
Is it that bloody difficult to pick something up for me while he's in town? For god's sake I thought he was *slightly* more intelligent than this. Brain-dead little fucker.....
*sighs* Didn't mean to rant so much, but sometimes he is so irrational it makes me want to scream at him and tear my hair out. Is it a man thing? Do their brains work in different, utterly illogical ways? Is it so difficult for him to think of someone else, just once? AAARRGGHH!!!!
