Yuurei
Noncompliant
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- Sep 29, 2016
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- MBTI Type
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- 8w7
Pretty much any conversation with my Mother. She does not understand any sort of word-play.
Sarcasm, puns, anything with a hidden, implied or inferred meaning will send her into a rage.
These are probably my faveorite:
I was in my room when I heard "GODAMNIIIIIIT!"
I walked into the living room to see her doing a puzzle.
"Why are you screaming at a puzzle?"
(I really turn up my nonchalant attitude around her. Drives her mad as hell.)
" This ONE piece! I can't find this ONE fucking piece!"
I looked at the puzzle, glanced at the pile of pieces for a moment, picked up a piece and placed it in the hole she was raging at.
" UUUUUUUURRRRRGH! YOU GO! GIT! GIT OUT OF HERE!!!"
Then was the day she called me during a power outage...
Mom: Hey honey, whatcha doin?
Me: *Very annoyed* Learning that science is wrong; fire does NOT heat water.
Mom: *Angry* "What!? What the hell are you talking about!?
Me: *Poking at fireplace* The power went out before I got any coffee AND the grill has no propane so now I'm using my tiny cast iron saucepan-which my husband said had no use-to heat water in the fireplace but I think Ima die of caffeine withdraw before that happens.
Mom: Uuuugh! Are you stupid?! That is SO dangerous!!
Me: it really isn't.
Mom: Well maybe not for anyone else but you know you're clumsy! What if you knock it over!!?
Me: Knock over...the sauce pan?
Mom: yeah!
Me: ...the saucepan full of water?
Mom: yes.
Me: You're asking "What if the sauce pan full of water gets knocked over and spills into the fire??
Mom: Yeah, you could get seriously hurt!
Me: ....okay, well, I'm gonna let you think about that while I slowly waste away waiting on this bitch.
Mom: Fine. Just don't call me when you hurt yourself! *click*
Sarcasm, puns, anything with a hidden, implied or inferred meaning will send her into a rage.
These are probably my faveorite:
I was in my room when I heard "GODAMNIIIIIIT!"
I walked into the living room to see her doing a puzzle.
"Why are you screaming at a puzzle?"
(I really turn up my nonchalant attitude around her. Drives her mad as hell.)
" This ONE piece! I can't find this ONE fucking piece!"
I looked at the puzzle, glanced at the pile of pieces for a moment, picked up a piece and placed it in the hole she was raging at.
" UUUUUUUURRRRRGH! YOU GO! GIT! GIT OUT OF HERE!!!"
Then was the day she called me during a power outage...
Mom: Hey honey, whatcha doin?
Me: *Very annoyed* Learning that science is wrong; fire does NOT heat water.
Mom: *Angry* "What!? What the hell are you talking about!?
Me: *Poking at fireplace* The power went out before I got any coffee AND the grill has no propane so now I'm using my tiny cast iron saucepan-which my husband said had no use-to heat water in the fireplace but I think Ima die of caffeine withdraw before that happens.
Mom: Uuuugh! Are you stupid?! That is SO dangerous!!
Me: it really isn't.
Mom: Well maybe not for anyone else but you know you're clumsy! What if you knock it over!!?
Me: Knock over...the sauce pan?
Mom: yeah!
Me: ...the saucepan full of water?
Mom: yes.
Me: You're asking "What if the sauce pan full of water gets knocked over and spills into the fire??
Mom: Yeah, you could get seriously hurt!
Me: ....okay, well, I'm gonna let you think about that while I slowly waste away waiting on this bitch.
Mom: Fine. Just don't call me when you hurt yourself! *click*