Post a pet peeve.

[mad_gater]

MEMO: NEVER anger a writer, never become their enemy; because they have tools they can use for revenge.

I will not detail it, I will simply say I am rather unhappy right now

*air drops pepsi and porgs*

[BruTak]

My own dear mother is a continual pet peeve of mine.

I love her dearly, but by God she gets on my nerves something terrible.

She'll be 90 in September, widowed these past six years, had a minor stroke two years ago, has mobility problems, is very hard of hearing (I sometimes have to tell her things four or five times before she gets what I'm telling her), and as such needs a fair amount of looking after.

It wouldn't be so bad if she didn't talk down to me as if I were still in short trousers - I'll be 49 in July for heavens sake!

At this rate, she'll be going to my funeral because I've died of a stress related heart attack.

[Falcon Horus]

My own dear mother is a continual pet peeve of mine.

I love her dearly, but by God she gets on my nerves something terrible.

She'll be 90 in September, widowed these past six years, had a minor stroke two years ago, has mobility problems, is very hard of hearing (I sometimes have to tell her things four or five times before she gets what I'm telling her), and as such needs a fair amount of looking after.

It wouldn't be so bad if she didn't talk down to me as if I were still in short trousers - I'll be 49 in July for heavens sake!

At this rate, she'll be going to my funeral because I've died of a stress related heart attack.

This amuses me greatly. Feels like you are describing my mother (thought she passed away three weeks ago, at age 63).
She had a knack for getting under my skin and driving me completely insane.

I think yours and mine could have gotten on great.

[Annoyed]

This amuses me greatly. Feels like you are describing my mother (thought she passed away three weeks ago, at age 63).
She had a knack for getting under my skin and driving me completely insane.

I think yours and mine could have gotten on great.

My condolences for your loss. My mother passed about 7 years ago.

I don't care how old you are, parents never forget where your buttons are.

[Chaka-Z0]

This amuses me greatly. Feels like you are describing my mother (thought she passed away three weeks ago, at age 63).
She had a knack for getting under my skin and driving me completely insane.

I think yours and mine could have gotten on great.

Sorry for your loss

[Falcon Horus]

Thank you.

I don't care how old you are, parents never forget where your buttons are.

I think it's in the handbook of parenting.

[jelgate]

If we are talking about family, my grandmother can drive me nuts. She is always unhappy about something

[Chaka-Z0]

If we are talking about family, my grandmother can drive me nuts. She is always unhappy about something

Some people are like that I guess, seems like elderly people a bit more.

Or perhaps... *Dramatic dum dum dummm* she's related to Annoyed?

[jelgate]

That would mean im related to Annoyed.



Im sending him to a home

[Annoyed]

I have my own, thank you. And not a lick of bacon in the place.

[Chaka-Z0]

I have my own, thank you. And not a lick of bacon in the place.

You could use some of that tinfoil of yours, wrap the bacon in it, and cook (gently) for a few minutes.

Open your horizons.

[BruTak]

I'll give you a wee example of my mum in Dotty Little Old Lady Mode.

Now, she's very hard of hearing these days, so I generally have to repeat myself a couple of times before whatever I'm telling her sinks in.

On Sunday morning just passed, our central heating boiler decided to pack up. So I got an engineer out to come and have a look at what was wrong.

He gave it a once over, got his tools etc. from his van, got set up.
Then he asked to use our bathroom.

Mum: "Where's he gone?"
Me: "He's in the bathroom mum."
[Repeat above twice]
Mum: "What's he doing in the bathroom?"
Me: [Making zipping motions in front of my trousers] "What do you think he's doing?!"

AAAAAAAAAAAAARRRGH!

[Chaka-Z0]

Me: [Making zipping motions in front of my trousers] "What do you think he's doing?!"

AAAAAAAAAAAAARRRGH!

This reminds me of some comedy in the like of Freddy got Fingered.

[jelgate]

I have my own, thank you. And not a lick of bacon in the place.

You are a danger to yourself and others. You need to go to the nursing home to be drugged up and look out the window

[Falcon Horus]

He gave it a once over, got his tools etc. from his van, got set up.
Then he asked to use our bathroom.

Mum: "Where's he gone?"
Me: "He's in the bathroom mum."
[Repeat above twice]
Mum: "What's he doing in the bathroom?"
Me: [Making zipping motions in front of my trousers] "What do you think he's doing?!"

AAAAAAAAAAAAARRRGH!

With regards to hearing aids... this is more an amusing thing than a peeve, but my grandfather will sit there while I'm telling him something and then when I ask him what he thinks about it, you see him turn on his hearing aid to continue with wondering what I needed just now.