WyzWmn's World©

does anyone else find it disconcerting
that we as adults
are becoming caretakers
of our parents?

it weirds me out

first of all – there’s the Voice of Doom
aka Mom

she spends hours each day talking to her sister
and then gets off the phone and tells me that her sister is a recluse and gets all her political views from Larry King Live
well uhhhhmmm Mom?
yer a freakin recluse and get all your political views from Larry King Live!

hello?

Dad calls
he’s having computer problems
wants me to walk him thru installing a new printer
I give him directions
he writes them down
an hour later he phones to yell at me
cos his computer is “napping”

whaddaya mean napping?
well when I turn it on it comes up to my picture but nothing else
oh…well whaddaya mean nothing else? can you see the cursor?
what’s a cursor?
the mouse arrow? can you see it?
ayup
can you see the start button?
nope
have you restarted the computer?
why would I do that?
*sigh*

last night the VOD and I had a huge argument…

after I got this new job I was in the position to have to shop for a used car
she never drives her’s
so she told me to stop shopping and drive her’s

but (there’s always a but eh?)

somehow the act of driving her car is supposed to have made me clairvoyant
and I should be able to announce that “today I will take you to town to go to the bank”

all she has to do is say…”I should go to the bank soon”
but no

we have to play this fucking passive aggressive guessing game
in which she get’s pissy till I get pissed
and then it’s ok for her to yell at me
and to tell everyone in the family what a bitch I am

(ya ain’t seen bitch yet old woman)

*sigh*

I’ve said it before
and I’ll say it again….
I have all the trials and tribulations of being a married person
with none of the fun!

a little Riding Club humor….

I have a little story to tell ya’ll about that place we go for coffee….you all may remember that we left that place last year cos the service was so poor…I like to think that we scared them and now that we’re back they have reversed their practices so much that they are virtually paying us to stay!

the last time I was there for coffee on a Sunday I gave this young “trainee” named Damon a $10.00 bill to pay for my breaky – he should have given me a $5.00 bill and some change but what he handed me was a $10.00 bill and some change – so I told him that it was the wrong color and he got all huffy with me like I was casting aspersions but eventually believed me and thanked me…..

so tonight myself Roady, Scooby and Scrappy are there first…after our initial greetings and coffee purchases Scrappy decides she’s gonna try one of them new “very cherry” donuts and goes up to this Damon at the counter to get one….she pays him with a loonie…the donut is $.80 plus tax = $.85 ….Damon the Nuclear Physicist (and shall be known as such from here on in) give her $.85 change and walks away.

Scrappy looks at the donut, looks at the change, looks at the donut and then comes back to the table shaking her head….once she get’s over the initial shock of the encounter she goes back to the counter to tell the “poor kid” aka Nuclear Physicist that he’d fupped up the change thing….she goes through the whole story about he should have given her $.15 change not $.85 etc etc so as to completely explain the error of his ways and the kid (the Nuclear Physicist) goes…”nawwww…you sure?”

Scrappy assures him that indeed he was in error and as she doesn’t want his cash to be out he’d best take the $.85 and give her the $.15….

the Nuclear Physicist goes off to get the manager (the new one that yells alla time) and she opens the drawer…and the Nuclear Physicist hands Scrappy $15.00 and walks away!

Scappy is farkempt…she’s so farklempt she can’t talk. She comes back to our table and it takes her like 20 minutes to convince herself that she’s not at fault nor has she lost her marbles and that the kid’s not too bright and she’d best start this little project over again…

In the meantime – I go to get a donut and over hear the manager (the one that yells alla time) holler at Damon (Nuclear Physicist) “I just closed yer till drawer…you gotta close that thing man…that’s why yer cash is always short!” I almost said ….”uhhhhhhhm excuse me…no it’s not…” but I figured I’d leave that to Scrappy

So the 4 of us have a conversation about telling the manager or the kid and Scrappy decides she doesn’t want to get the kid in trouble – so she waits till he comes out to clean up the tables and she pulls him aside and tells him the whoooole damn story over again to which he answers “I ain’t gonna get in trouble…are you sure you’re right?” and then goes and gets the manager (the one that yells alla time) to open the drawer and puts the $15.00 away

So we’ve all had a good laugh and Scrappy is out $.15

small price to pay for all that entertainment!