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(this could be cross posted to various places...not sure...)

I can't believe how two faced my mom is.... She has a sore foot or whatever and tonight it was acting up. The phone rang and she got the cordless phone which was(the hand unit was next to her out in the living room and the base rechargine unit was on the wall next to the division of the dining room/kitchen and the living room) and it was about to run out of charge the next second and my sister was the one that called. I had answered first and then mom was the one that picked up the phone.

Then after the confusion of us two answering at the same time and my sister wanting to talk to me until mom got the phone, there was this null-noise thing and then mom said the phone was going out and that she was needing back here on the other phone to finish talking. I was like "hang it up" and she was wanting me to hang it upand she made her way back here WITH THE HANDSET while I had the receiver of the phone back here still in my hand to keep the line from going dead. Near the end of the phone call, I forgot what was said but I did say or tried to say "You could have hung the phone up when you were out there in the living room" and she turned and said she was talking on the phone.

Then afterward I was trying to tell her again the same thing and she was like "I don't want to hear it!" and we almost got into a very heated argument about it with her saying "You want to go to the motel again??? Do you?? I can always get dressed and get you to the motel!!" That was because I was telling her how two faced she was because here she was, telling me at scattered points in my life to "Use [my] head" while this time she DIDN'T USE HER HEAD and put the damned thing on the charger BEFORE heading back here to talk to my sister on the other phone.

It's like hello????!!!??? It's a shorter walk from the couch or wherever she was in the living room to the cordless phone base, than it is to the computer room phone or even her bedroom phone. IF SHE CAN LIMP ALL THE WAY BACK HERE, THEN SHE COULD HAVE USED HER HEAD AND WALKED OVER TO THE BASE, PUT THE PHONE ON THE CHARGER, AND WALK BACK HERE.

SHE SHOULDN'T HAVE A DIFFERENT STANDARD THAN SHE DOES ME...AND I DON'T APPRECIATE HER USING HER "I HAVE THE LAST WORD" STATUS TO TREAT ME LIKE I'M A BRAINLESS IDIOT THAT'S WRONG WHENEVER SHE WANTS ME TO BE WRONG!!

AND THIS IS MY FINAL WORD...IF SHE FEELS LIKE SHE DOESN'T HAVE TO USE HER HEAD...THEN I DON'T FEEL LIKE I HAVE TO USE MINE!!

If *ahem* certain people want to kill me now or do anything that could insure a slow death...then please, put me out of everyone's misery, take that pistol, load it, SHOOT MY BRAINS OUT, and drop me at the landfill!

The rest of you....just pray...

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cagirl4ever
Jan. 6th, 2004 10:43 pm (UTC)
Wow. I understand your frustration, but I think you guys need to choose your battles. My mom frustrates me to no end sometimes, but most of the time, I can just roll my eyes and let it roll off my shoulders. I know it's tough, but it could always be worse...
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