Last night I was washing dishes after dinner and my husband come trotting in and says
"We are going to R's house to watch the Super Bowl."
I asked "Who is going?"
He replied and was very demanding about it. "We all are!"
At that very moment I think I broke the handle off the Kohler sinks knobs.
"Come again." I said.
He said it again, as if he was my father "We are all going to R's house to watch the Super Bowl."
"OK, let's look at this situation for a minute." I said. "First of all, I will be 32 years old in a couple of weeks, so don't mistake me for your daughter who is 8! Secondly, I have no interest in watching the Super Bowl and I have even less of an interest in listening to R's 3 year old mad man of a child. This kid has never been disciplined, he just completely off the wall. Thirdly, I don't want to listen to his wife bitch and scream at the kid cause she can't feed him anything but junk and he can't stay still for 5 minutes! Last but not least, as great as R is, he is loud, annoying and you can never get a word in. If YOU would like to go watch the Super Bowl, go right ahead, but don't ever demand that I must go too!! Listening to that family is the last thing I want to do on MY Sunday afternoon."
Nothing plucks my nerve more than someone telling me what I am going to do, espcially when it comes to making me watch football!
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You tell him! Sounds like you made a case for staying home and actually being able to watch the game instead of going to that mad house.
You sound like me, except for me, it's usually my hubby telling me to go see my friends. I usually tell him to STFU and mind his own business. :P On the super bowl note, I'd love to watch it but won't be this year :(
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