Have you have meet one of those annoying people where no matter how they interact with you, it just bugs the crap out of out? Well, that’s how my sister is to me.She pisses me off so gawd dang much.
Last Tuesday, when I took Lmack to see his new home in Guelph, she wanted a ride to Waterloo. So I said fine and asked them each for $10 gas money. Lmack paid me the next day, which I promptly used to purchase tasty chicken wing delight. My sister did not, however.
At some point later in that week, she took the car to London. It had half a tank of gas when I last had it. When I asked for my $10, she told me she had put it in the car (umm, great? Where’s my money?) totaling $40 worth of gas she added.
Here’s the kicker; the car had half a tank of gas the next time I drove it. So I vowed not to help her again. But she’s just such a whiny yatch. She just won’t leave me alone. Like last night she needed to use my printer to ‘print a couple things’ ….25 pages later….
Am I the only one who can’t stand their sibling?
4 comments:
Yes. Yes you are.
I'm okay with my siblings. I mean...they have their quirks...but I couldn't imagine life without them. I grew up playing 2 player games on the NES with my brother, and I always had to babysit and entertain my sisters when they were little.
They are teenagers at that stage where some things are social faux pas and can ruin your image, but they still hug me in front of whoever is watching when I come home for a weekend.
My sister is 24.
I feel for you on this one, Wolfgang. My sister and I went halfsies on a present for my Mom one Mother's Day.
When it came time for her to pay up (it was something stupid, like $35), she put me on the whole guilt trip - "You make much more money then I do, I don't even know if I'll be able to pay for school in the Fall, how can you do this to me!?!?". Besides the fact that we had agreed to this basically knowing the cost, the real kicker came a week later, when she spent $50 at the LCBO. There was another surprise a week after that, when she went shopping with her friends and must've spent another $75.
I probably had to pester her for a month or two to get that money, and ho boy did she resent me for it the whole time.
Insist on cash up front next time Binks.
Or start breaking legs. You know...go all "Where's My Money?" and get out the flamethrower.
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