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3 minutes ago, Melanius Mullarkey said:

She went out earlier to meet a pal. Half an hour later she texts said pal hasn’t turned up.

”what should I do” she texts?

Honest to fucking god.

 

Can she not just phone her fucking pal to see if she's just running late or actually not coming? If pal doesn't answer give it 10 minutes then leave.

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1 minute ago, Donathan said:

 

Can she not just phone her fucking pal to see if she's just running late or actually not coming? If pal doesn't answer give it 10 minutes then leave.

I told her that and her response was “she might be driving”.

Fucking mental ah tell you.

(The pal turned up 5 minutes later)

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13 minutes ago, Melanius Mullarkey said:

I told her that and her response was “she might be driving”.

Fucking mental ah tell you.

(The pal turned up 5 minutes later)

I bet you were fucking shiteing yourself in case she came home early. 

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32 minutes ago, Melanius Mullarkey said:

She went out earlier to meet a pal. Half an hour later she texts said pal hasn’t turned up.

what should I do” she texts?

Honest to fucking god.

 

Tell her  you've had enough and she should go live with her mother.

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30 minutes ago, Rugster said:

I bet you were fucking shiteing yourself in case she came home early. 

Aye. Was looking forward to peace and quiet.

18 minutes ago, Cerberus said:

 

Tell her  you've had enough and she should go live with her mother.

Deid.

17 minutes ago, NJ2 said:


He was just loading up the best cement sites on the iPad as well

Concrete, m8.

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On 8/2/2018 at 18:09, 19QOS19 said:

Her: What do you want to order for tea?

Me: Just whatever.

Her: Well what do you want?

Me: Whatever, I don't care, just tell me what shop and I'll decide what a want.

Her: Just you pick then.

Me: OK, just get pizza then.

Her: Aaaw a don't really fancy pizza.

Me: FFS! Well get a chinese then!

Her: Where from then?

Me: You decide.

Her: No you can choose.

Me: *Insert restaurant name* then.

Her: Aaaw a don't really fancy it from there.

Me: FFS just you pick then!!

Her: Will we get it from *name*.

Me: Whatever!

Her: What do you want.

Me: Whatever you choose, I'm not arsed.


This happens on almost every occasion as I'm sure it does across the nation :angry:

Can relate to this.

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I have ranted about Mrs B on this subject before, sonits only fair that I call several of you out as utter fannies too.

WHATEVER IS NOT A FUCKING ACCEPTABLE ANSWER!* ANSWER THE FUCKING QUESTION PROPERLY YOU LAZY b*****d!!!!!!!!

*Unless its a question about an Oasis song as helpfully pointed out last time I had this rant.

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On ‎02‎/‎08‎/‎2018 at 18:09, 19QOS19 said:

Her: What do you want to order for tea?

Me: Just whatever.

Her: Well what do you want?

Me: Whatever, I don't care, just tell me what shop and I'll decide what a want.

Her: Just you pick then.

Me: OK, just get pizza then.

Her: Aaaw a don't really fancy pizza.

Me: FFS! Well get a chinese then!

Her: Where from then?

Me: You decide.

Her: No you can choose.

Me: *Insert restaurant name* then.

Her: Aaaw a don't really fancy it from there.

Me: FFS just you pick then!!

Her: Will we get it from *name*.

Me: Whatever!

Her: What do you want.

Me: Whatever you choose, I'm not arsed.


This happens on almost every occasion as I'm sure it does across the nation :angry:

It's a transference-of-blame and avoidance-of-responsibility mechanism, my wife's an expert at it.

Whenever she dies I'm going to get the following put on her gravestone:

"Don't blame me

I don't know

Not my fault"

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On 02/08/2018 at 18:09, 19QOS19 said:

Her: What do you want to order for tea?

Me: Just whatever.

Her: Well what do you want?

Me: Whatever, I don't care, just tell me what shop and I'll decide what a want.

Her: Just you pick then.

Me: OK, just get pizza then.

Her: Aaaw a don't really fancy pizza.

Me: FFS! Well get a chinese then!

Her: Where from then?

Me: You decide.

Her: No you can choose.

Me: *Insert restaurant name* then.

Her: Aaaw a don't really fancy it from there.

Me: FFS just you pick then!!

Her: Will we get it from *name*.

Me: Whatever!

Her: What do you want.

Me: Whatever you choose, I'm not arsed.


This happens on almost every occasion as I'm sure it does across the nation :angry:

From what I’m reading here, this seems to be your own fault. If you had made the decision in line 2 and stuck with it, the whole scenario would have been avoided. 

 

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5 hours ago, Melanius Mullarkey said:

From what I’m reading here, this seems to be your own fault. If you had made the decision in line 2 and stuck with it, the whole scenario would have been avoided. 

 

then you're into "we always do what you want to do" or complaints about late /cold / salty food which are all ýour fault

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I have ranted about Mrs B on this subject before, sonits only fair that I call several of you out as utter fannies too.

WHATEVER IS NOT A FUCKING ACCEPTABLE ANSWER!* ANSWER THE FUCKING QUESTION PROPERLY YOU LAZY b*****d!!!!!!!!

*Unless its a question about an Oasis song as helpfully pointed out last time I had this rant.
From what I’m reading here, this seems to be your own fault. If you had made the decision in line 2 and stuck with it, the whole scenario would have been avoided. 
 

Whatever.
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Message sent this morning

FREE FOR A CALL TO SORT LATER

Reply

JUST OUT SHOWER

This was at 10.45 .
We had a few messages since about 8
This does not answer question or tell me if we can talk.


And she wonders why I bugger off to the pub and watch football as she hasn't provided info for plans

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  • 3 months later...

Mrs R bought a new stair carpet (plain, charcoal grey) at the weekend, collected it yesterday. All without me seeing it, which I'm fine with. It's currently stored in a spare room, until the carpet fitter fits it.

Conversation last night -

Mrs R "Did you see the new carpet?"

Me "yup"

Mrs R " What do you think?"

Me "It's a carpet"

Mrs R "No, what do you think?"

Me " I don't really give a f**k, it's a carpet" apparently wasn't the sort of answer she was looking for.

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36 minutes ago, Boghead ranter said:

Mrs R bought a new stair carpet (plain, charcoal grey) at the weekend, collected it yesterday. All without me seeing it, which I'm fine with. It's currently stored in a spare room, until the carpet fitter fits it.

Conversation last night -

Mrs R "Did you see the new carpet?"

Me "yup"

Mrs R " What do you think?"

Me "It's a carpet"

Mrs R "No, what do you think?"

Me " I don't really give a f**k, it's a carpet" apparently wasn't the sort of answer she was looking for.

Should've said, "It's a bit fucking late now if I don't like it".

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Mrs R bought a new stair carpet (plain, charcoal grey) at the weekend, collected it yesterday. All without me seeing it, which I'm fine with. It's currently stored in a spare room, until the carpet fitter fits it.
Conversation last night -
Mrs R "Did you see the new carpet?"
Me "yup"
Mrs R " What do you think?"
Me "It's a carpet"
Mrs R "No, what do you think?"
Me " I don't really give a f**k, it's a carpet" apparently wasn't the sort of answer she was looking for.
my response whenever she buys anything new, no matter if we really needed it or not, is "how much has it cost me?" followed by me moaning that it is unnecessary.
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On 6/8/2017 at 08:23, Cardinal Richelieu said:

It's remarkable how many women don't know the difference between left and right. 

Fucking hell, this.

We had to go through to pick up a kitten recently (new addition and a wee bit of early Christmas cheer.) and the satnav took us slightly off, since the house was off-road up a dirt track, so it didn't like it.

She phoned the guy regarding directions and the exchange was (almost painfully literally) along the lines of

"Oh, right, so when we come back out of this wee cul-de-sac bit, we go left?" I shot her a slightly confused look purely because of the right-left-in-the-same-sentence thing, she picks up on my expression and asks the guy again.

"So definitely left then? Right, that's great."

I'm a little exasperated but, satisfied that we're meant to be going left, I pull the car forward. I'm just about to start turning left out onto the main road but she stops me by waving a hand in front of me and starts angrily waving in front of my face pointing off towards the road on the right.

Somehow kept relatively calm and deadpan despite dying a little bit more inside and said "You're pointing right, did the guy say left or right?"

*ohwhitamalikehahasofunnyfacialexpression* "Oh sorry haha! Yeah, go left."

 

If it had turned out we'd actually needed to go out towards the right I think I'd have had a total breakdown. Happily we found the correct road, found the way back safely one kitten up and I'm still clinging onto my sanity for now.

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