For past 5-6 years. My mom met this guy, Bill. Who she knew from her old work over 7 or 8 years ago. They started dating. He was pretty much cool guy and very flexiable person I ever known, he let me go out and such. But that is because I was young that time, he wanted me to enjoy my life.
But the more years I've known him, the worse he shown himself. When he is so grouchy, he end up blow me off even if I havent done anything or do one little mistake.. that everyone makes. Like... whatever. You know whatever kind of things people do out there. And make it seem like it was all my fault, he just yelling at me, giving me attitude which HE cant ******** see what he is doing. He obviously need to NOTICE what he was using that kind of attitude which give me the wrong idea. Hell he has been around me for too long, he should be able to CONTROL his attitude because in the deaf culture, attitudes are what matters to us and that is what we can see in people and their moods. But whatever.
So today, I had to stay at work, two hours longer than usual. 8AM-7:30PM because a guy I work with is giving me two days off due to leaving Colorado to florida for his aunt's funeral. So I was very willing to stay. But I was sorta fustrating with it though. I wasnt in mood to stay longer today. But I had to. I cannot argue with it, he needed my help.
So finally. Got off work. Was so happy to head home, about to be glad to get over that day I went through today. And when I got home. I was digusted that we got visitors but I won't do anything about it. Wont say anything and just go straight to my room. I was about to head upstairs, noticed Bill carried the huge box with a guy he worked with. I opened the door for them because it was pretty heavy, about 500LB box? Full of metal s**t in there. Anyways when Bill basically gave up and told a guy to PUSH it. So he did at least about 2 feet ahead of him, (I forget his name sorry.) and then I was just leaned over to just grab the plastic strap and I havent moved it, at all.
He suddenly yelled at me "STOP, DON'T! DONT MOVE IT!" Dude. I cannot even ******** move it myself. neutral
So whatever. I started to walk away, shurgged, and shaking my head, and just shouted out "Whatever" and started to walk upstairs. I heard a loud bang, and I looked down the stairs, I found 500 LB box was thrown, basically he got so pissed at me for giving him attitude. Well, look at this way, he gave me HIS nasty attitude first, he cannot even see that, and he cannot even understand why I gave him attitude. I had reason, he doesnt.
So when mom came in, and we talked. She said that Bill thought I gave him attitude and just made him even pissed, I said I had my own reason and mom said "I am not saying its wrong for him to do that, but Im just checking on what going on." so I told her everything.. and told her why I moved out twice. Is because of him and because he does THIS to me every time... anywhere, no matter what. When I do one thing wrong, He throw his fit at me. So mom said "Start give him attitude back. Let him get mad, let him be an a** to himself, because I've started giving him attitudes back as well when he end up being an a** to me."
So... from now on, I'll talk back to him, give him my s**t. And let him know that he is not a ******** d**k of this house. Mom and I are. Hes a pathetic lazy baby redneck who thinks he knows everything, and that he thinks that he can tell us s**t what to do and what not to do.
I've HAD IT.
******** him. I dont care. If he end up giving me attitude like this one more time and he asked me for help, I'll walk off on him and he ever.... EVER run up to me and get in my face, I'll call the cop.
I'm tired of his bullshit.
But the more years I've known him, the worse he shown himself. When he is so grouchy, he end up blow me off even if I havent done anything or do one little mistake.. that everyone makes. Like... whatever. You know whatever kind of things people do out there. And make it seem like it was all my fault, he just yelling at me, giving me attitude which HE cant ******** see what he is doing. He obviously need to NOTICE what he was using that kind of attitude which give me the wrong idea. Hell he has been around me for too long, he should be able to CONTROL his attitude because in the deaf culture, attitudes are what matters to us and that is what we can see in people and their moods. But whatever.
So today, I had to stay at work, two hours longer than usual. 8AM-7:30PM because a guy I work with is giving me two days off due to leaving Colorado to florida for his aunt's funeral. So I was very willing to stay. But I was sorta fustrating with it though. I wasnt in mood to stay longer today. But I had to. I cannot argue with it, he needed my help.
So finally. Got off work. Was so happy to head home, about to be glad to get over that day I went through today. And when I got home. I was digusted that we got visitors but I won't do anything about it. Wont say anything and just go straight to my room. I was about to head upstairs, noticed Bill carried the huge box with a guy he worked with. I opened the door for them because it was pretty heavy, about 500LB box? Full of metal s**t in there. Anyways when Bill basically gave up and told a guy to PUSH it. So he did at least about 2 feet ahead of him, (I forget his name sorry.) and then I was just leaned over to just grab the plastic strap and I havent moved it, at all.
He suddenly yelled at me "STOP, DON'T! DONT MOVE IT!" Dude. I cannot even ******** move it myself. neutral
So whatever. I started to walk away, shurgged, and shaking my head, and just shouted out "Whatever" and started to walk upstairs. I heard a loud bang, and I looked down the stairs, I found 500 LB box was thrown, basically he got so pissed at me for giving him attitude. Well, look at this way, he gave me HIS nasty attitude first, he cannot even see that, and he cannot even understand why I gave him attitude. I had reason, he doesnt.
So when mom came in, and we talked. She said that Bill thought I gave him attitude and just made him even pissed, I said I had my own reason and mom said "I am not saying its wrong for him to do that, but Im just checking on what going on." so I told her everything.. and told her why I moved out twice. Is because of him and because he does THIS to me every time... anywhere, no matter what. When I do one thing wrong, He throw his fit at me. So mom said "Start give him attitude back. Let him get mad, let him be an a** to himself, because I've started giving him attitudes back as well when he end up being an a** to me."
So... from now on, I'll talk back to him, give him my s**t. And let him know that he is not a ******** d**k of this house. Mom and I are. Hes a pathetic lazy baby redneck who thinks he knows everything, and that he thinks that he can tell us s**t what to do and what not to do.
I've HAD IT.
******** him. I dont care. If he end up giving me attitude like this one more time and he asked me for help, I'll walk off on him and he ever.... EVER run up to me and get in my face, I'll call the cop.
I'm tired of his bullshit.
