Every time I get comfortable…
I swear, every time that I start feeling good about where I’m at, and I’m happy, that bastard strikes. I was really happy today about what I did last night with the NJROTC Webpage; my only downside was that I had to go to class. It turns out that class was fun so I was doing quite well. Then I returned home…
When I got home I went over to the TV to turn it on to see if there was anything on. When I turned on the TV it was all jacked to hell. Within one minute of me entering the house my Grandfather was crawling up my ass about why the TV wasn’t working. He started hollering at me that DVD (which was actually VDP but he wouldn’t know the difference) and told me that he unplugged all of my cords because he thought it was my DVD player. No biggie, I can hook those back up.
I start to inspect the TV and I find that all of my wires are still in place so that puzzles me, but I continue to investigate and within 5 minutes I’ve got both TV’s working again. I then walk over to my computer and find that he has unplugged almost every cord out of my computer.
What an asshole! I can’t believe that someone would be so stupid to think that my computer had anything to do with it. He has no consideration in what he does as long as everything works for him right now DAMNIT. No one else matters, as long as he’s happy, you don’t have to deal with his crap. I swear…being a computer guru and living with someone that couldn’t figure out how to work a TV really REALLY BLOWS! He’s so technologically STUPID that he’d probably pay some Joe-blow TV repairman $100 to fix the TV! Honestly, if I worked in the business and had to deal with a jerk like my Grandfather, I’d probably take something out into my truck, take an hour break, walk back in, fix the TV and tell him that it was $100.
What a ruined night…I’m so bent out of shape about how much of a jerk he is, and I’m so disgusted with all the shit that he pulls; I’M NEVER COMING BACK DOWN HERE TO LIVE! And if I do, it will NOT be in the same house as him. I don’t even think I would want to be within 100 miles of him because he’d call me and ask me to come out on the weekends to fix things that he broke.
Stupid, stupid, stupid! An asshole with attitude got to hate it.
I just have to keep thinking 25 more days from today until I’m home. I’m really REALLY giving some consideration to getting the hell out of here next weekend to spend some time in Tahoe. I know I don’t have the cash to be able to do it, but…I think I need to get the hell outta here.
Lenore said,
April 23, 2002 @ 10:32 pm
Go for it. You need the break…screw the world, consider yourself. Get the hell out of the place that drives you most insane. You know where you’ve got friends (and more peace then you do there). Take care of you, and know that you can only live for one person now.
Lenore
TitanicMustSink said,
April 23, 2002 @ 11:32 pm
Well sometimes your sanity is more important then the content of your wallet. If you feel that you have to get out of there, and now, then you must do so. Don’t forget, there is always Navy Ball, that is just the weekend after that, if you feel you can hold out that long, but not all the way untill you leave, it is always open.
0:) me >:)