Something that still grosses me out to this day and makes my skin crawl at how pervy it felt
This had to have happened in the late 90's. QoH had to have the house fumigated because of termites. So because of this, we tried to find a cheap motel to stay at for the night. QoH is such an asshole that she goes all the way up to bloody Ft. Lauderdale to find one. She finally stopped at one on Federal Highway after driving around for some time. She is the biggest fault finder and can find something wrong with anything and everything, so I guess she stopped at this particular one because it didn't look too bad from the outside.
We get in to the front desk and the place appeared to be run by Hindus. There was a big shrine just inside the entryway dedicated to some Hindu goddess. My mother didn't like that one bit. The nice man running the place asked her if she would like a room with one bed or two. She says one! OMFG, I was COMPLETELY mortified. What kind of sick fuck wants to sleep in the same bed as her grown daughter?!?!?! I was probably 20 or 21 at the time so it makes it all the more gross. The guy looked at her like she was some sort of pervert. I felt like I was going to die right there on the spot. It was all so embarrassing. So the guy takes us to show us the room. Mercifully, QoH didn't like the room for whatever reason so we left. Ended up driving back home and just sleeping in the car until the exterminators came back in the morning to remove the tent.
So how fucking gross is that?
BTW, IIRC I was so grossed out that I had to ask why she wanted one bed and her lame excuse was she thought they would charge more for two beds. Fucking asshole and her assumptions. All she had to do was ask, but IMO she's always had this sorta covert incest thing going on. She grosses me out on so many levels.
And FWIW, she has absolutely NO boundaries when it comes to personal space or privacy issues. She will barge into the bathroom regardless of whether I am using the toilet or shower and will also barge into my bedroom while I am getting dressed. She will frequently follow me into my bedroom after I've showered while I'm still wrapped in a towel which will inevitably result in a standoff as I refuse to get naked in front of her and she refuses to leave me alone so I can dress in private. The other thing that makes me nuts is she always has to brush against me when I'm trying to work in the kitchen. It's a small galley style kitchen and there's barely any room in there for two people(some things in this house are so ridiculous and tight that it feels like it was built by submarine designers). To make matters worse, she has two oversized bar chairs in there at the counter. So any time I'm at the sink trying to wash dishes or prepare food she always seems to need to squeeze past me, back and forth, always brushing against my ass. I can't stand being near her and I especially can't stand her touching me in any way, especially brushing against my ass for God's sake!
Okay, calm cleansing breath. As you have probably figured out by now, QoH has been especially annoying to me today hence the dredged up memories and the rant(and something triggered me at the PD forum, so thus openeth the flood gates). ;P
We get in to the front desk and the place appeared to be run by Hindus. There was a big shrine just inside the entryway dedicated to some Hindu goddess. My mother didn't like that one bit. The nice man running the place asked her if she would like a room with one bed or two. She says one! OMFG, I was COMPLETELY mortified. What kind of sick fuck wants to sleep in the same bed as her grown daughter?!?!?! I was probably 20 or 21 at the time so it makes it all the more gross. The guy looked at her like she was some sort of pervert. I felt like I was going to die right there on the spot. It was all so embarrassing. So the guy takes us to show us the room. Mercifully, QoH didn't like the room for whatever reason so we left. Ended up driving back home and just sleeping in the car until the exterminators came back in the morning to remove the tent.
So how fucking gross is that?
BTW, IIRC I was so grossed out that I had to ask why she wanted one bed and her lame excuse was she thought they would charge more for two beds. Fucking asshole and her assumptions. All she had to do was ask, but IMO she's always had this sorta covert incest thing going on. She grosses me out on so many levels.
And FWIW, she has absolutely NO boundaries when it comes to personal space or privacy issues. She will barge into the bathroom regardless of whether I am using the toilet or shower and will also barge into my bedroom while I am getting dressed. She will frequently follow me into my bedroom after I've showered while I'm still wrapped in a towel which will inevitably result in a standoff as I refuse to get naked in front of her and she refuses to leave me alone so I can dress in private. The other thing that makes me nuts is she always has to brush against me when I'm trying to work in the kitchen. It's a small galley style kitchen and there's barely any room in there for two people(some things in this house are so ridiculous and tight that it feels like it was built by submarine designers). To make matters worse, she has two oversized bar chairs in there at the counter. So any time I'm at the sink trying to wash dishes or prepare food she always seems to need to squeeze past me, back and forth, always brushing against my ass. I can't stand being near her and I especially can't stand her touching me in any way, especially brushing against my ass for God's sake!
Okay, calm cleansing breath. As you have probably figured out by now, QoH has been especially annoying to me today hence the dredged up memories and the rant(and something triggered me at the PD forum, so thus openeth the flood gates). ;P
posted by Xul at 12:50 AM
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What kind of sick fuck wants to sleep in the same bed as her grown daughter?
I can imagine that you wouldn't be comfortable with that, considering the kind of relationship you have with your mother. I also would prefer a bed (and a room, since both of my parents snore very loud) of my own.
The guy looked at her like she was some sort of pervert.
He must have had a dirty mind then.
Fucking asshole and her assumptions.
I'm sure she likes to think she's always right about everything.
She will barge into the bathroom regardless of whether I am using the toilet or shower
That's intolerably(!!) rude of her. Put a damn lock on those doors.
So do you think your mother is secretly homosexual or bisexual? Personally, I suspect her behaviour has more to do with her control issues.
since both of my parents snore very loud
And there's that, too. I should do a post about the *second* time the house had to be fumigated(maybe 8 or 9 years ago). It was absolute torture staying in a hotel with her. I'm pretty sure it broke every Geneva Convention rule on that. :(
He must have had a dirty mind then.
Probably had more to do with the area. It *was* Ft Lauderdale. Lot's of prostitution and alternative lifestyle things go on up there. Think Amsterdam. ;P
I'm sure she likes to think she's always right about everything.
Oh, she does. In her mind, she's right and everyone and everything else is wrong. Everyone must think exactly like she does or you're stupid.
Put a damn lock on those doors.
Tried that before. The doors *do* have a handle that locks, but she managed to break the mechanism by forcefully turning the handle and pushing on it. Also, it's a hollow core door, so if I try to attach any kind of anything on the inside it can easily be broken through. At least the glass on the shower doors is frosted, so there's a miniscule protection.
It's all part of the PD's sense of entitlement. They think that you are both their property and an extension of themselves, not a separate human being. Therefore, they don't give you the same courtesy as they would a stranger.
Another weird thing is that when I was growing up, all the bedroom doors had to be kept open(unless my parents were having sex--now that I'm an adult, I know that's what was going on..Ewwww). Both my parents snored LOUDLY, so if it wasn't in the summer and I didn't have a fan on in my room(we didn't have A/C back then), the noise would drive me nuts. I think I started insisting on closing the door when I got to be older like maybe 10, 11, 12-ish.
I installed a good lock on my door when QoH had her idiot BF here. ;P
BTW, breaking down a door that is locked is a bit harder than it looks on TV, especially when it has a good lock that has been installed correctly. I had a scare a few months ago where I accidentally locked my keys in my bedroom. I panicked and tried to break the door down, first by putting my shoulder into it and then secondly by kicking. I then realized that I could remove the metal ventilation thingy from the bottom of the door and then kick in the one on the other side, reach under and up and unlock the door. I *did* manage to get the door to be wonky and not aligned with the strike plate, so I ended up having to fix it. Had to make up some excuse to QoH so she wouldn't know what happened. I now keep a spare key hidden in the house in a location only known to me should that happen again. :/
So do you think your mother is secretly homosexual or bisexual?
Not really. Although, I have wondered from time to time. Lately I've been making snide remarks to her about trying to attract lesbians because she has been wearing the cologne that she had bought for the ex-BF. ;D ;P I can't stand the smell of it. :(
the *second* time the house had to be fumigated
That is just so weird to me, a house that needs to be fumigated. Very few people here have wooden houses and I don't think we have termites in this country. Was that the problem, termites? Or was it something else?
I would like to here that story BTW. :)
it can easily be broken through.
She's not likely to do that though, right? Would you need to get her permission or something?
I accidentally locked my keys in my bedroom
I've never liked locks that lock up without me using my keys. I locked myself out of my house once that way. The key were in the lock on the inside and the wind blew the door shut. I had to break a window in the door to get back in.
trying to attract lesbians
If not lesbians then who is she trying to attract? Has she started wearing this cologne recently? Maybe she has a new BF?
Very few people here have wooden houses
Yeah, I've heard before from Americans who have lived in Europe that you folks are totally taken aback that people live in wooden houses over here. Basically, it's a cheap and plentiful building material. My house is concrete block, but the roof joists, walls, and flooring are wood.
Was that the problem, termites?
Yes. Unfortunately, the tropical climate is conducive to termites. :/
I would like to here that story BTW. :)
Maybe in a bit when I have more time. :)
Would you need to get her permission or something?
She would likely take issue with that, and pull out the 'this is my house' card. There would be arguing and drama, and as much as she likes to say that I'm 'just like my father' and 'love to argue just like him', I actually don't like arguing and conflict.
If not lesbians then who is she trying to attract?
My making that remark was just me using her own words against her. A former boss had 3 lesbian daughters who liked to wear men's cologne. She had lots to say regarding that. I like to give her a taste of her own medicine sometimes. ;P
I think she's just trying to use it up and not throw it away. It's not exactly a cheap fragrance--Carolina Herrera for men.
Has she started wearing this cologne recently?,
Yeah, a few weeks it's been IIRC.
Maybe she has a new BF?
LOL Not! Although, I wouldn't mind someone getting her out of my hair. The way she is, no one in their right mind could stand to be around her.
no one in their right mind could stand to be around her.
Hm, I've seen stranger things. On TV, but still. ;)
You know, I don't think I've ever had any super gross experience. I've always disliked it when people get physically close to me, with a few exceptions. But I can't say it's ever been perverse.
Anyway, I'm feeling really tired today. Don't know why. I should go to bed early tonight. :)
Wait a minute...
I actually don't like arguing and conflict.
You have actually confronted people who angered you on the street. Methinks me spots an inconsistency. ;P
Methinks me spots an inconsistency. ;P
That's different. ;P
And those are rare occasions.
Okay, here's why...people on the street are total strangers, and that usually comes about from me being wound-up to my breaking point(usually by guess who)and then something sets me off and I just snap and all the frustrations come out on the final idiot.
When I say I don't like conflict, I mean with people who I have to interact with on a daily basis, like QoH or coworkers or whomever I see often.
Some idiot out on the street who is pushing my buttons and being a jerk is going to get some back if they are asshole enough. And since I'll likely never see them again ever I simply don't care.
Okay, here's the latest QoH madness.
I went out earlier today to "fix" the wheel on the garbage bin. The idiot who drives the garbage truck has a special knack for destroying the wheels on our bins. He comes barreling-ass around the corner with the truck nearly on two wheels, screeches to a slow roll at an angle to where our bins are, picks the bin up with that claw thingy they have on the truck, and dumps the bin back down as he's hauling ass to the next house. This is the second bin that's been broken.
And because QoH is nuts, she won't call the waste collection peeps to get another bin because the last time it happened with the recycle bin, they gave us a different style bin than the last one and it had obviously been used and wasn't a "new" new bin. aargh...
So...I went outside to rig the bin because they managed to break the plastic thingies that keep the wheels attached and one of the spacers got lost as well(it has been broken for a while and I continue to rig it until they manage to break it again, it has been several times now).
QoH being the control freak that she is can't stand for me to be out of her sight(or not know exactly where I am),so she must've looked out the front door and not seeing me(because I was sitting on the ground behind some shrubbery trying to fix the bin wheel)goes out the back door looking for me. I could hear her go out the back door as that is maybe 5 or 6 meters from where I was sitting. She claims, after I went back in, that she "saw" me out back by the back gate and that I jiggled it 3 times and she could hear the chain clinking. She claims that she called to me and that I ignored her and went behind the dracaena plants. Then she says she waited for me to come out but I never did.
One little problem with that--I never went in the back yard. I was in the front with the garbage bin the whole time I was outside. I never heard her call me either. She swears she saw someone. I either have a doppelganger or she really did see someone(or something).
I was very skeptical of this story and got into a bit of an argument with her after I told her I never went in the back. I'm pretty sure she's imagining it, but to prove it once and for all, I went around back to see if there were any footprints in the sand by the gate. The only prints back there were from a cat and a possum. There were no human footprints or shoe prints.
She is nuts. She either imagined it or is trying to gaslight me. Now she's all pissed and called me mean and that I'm deliberately trying to make her have a stroke by upsetting her. Then she said I'm mean because I hang out with queers. ??????????? :O WTF??????
That's news to me as I haven't "hung out" with anyone in several years. The last people I ever "hung out" with were old married women from work. ::sigh::
Anyway, she's the only one who can control herself or her emotions. I don't have a magic remote control for that. She really needs to see a shrink IMO.
Arekino, I'm glad for you that you don't have to put up with the same kind of crazy shit from your old peeps. Just be glad that they are the mildly annoying variety and not bat-shit insane.
since I'll likely never see them again ever I simply don't care.
Hey, what goes around, comes around, you know. :)
She either imagined it or is trying to gaslight me.
Either way that's a bad development.
Then she said I'm mean because I hang out with queers.
That's weird because there's no reason to assume that people who hang out with queers are necessarily mean. I guess she has a problem with homosexuals?
The last people I ever "hung out" with were old married women from work. ::sigh::
I really wish you could get out more.
She really needs to see a shrink IMO.
Maybe I should send Dr. Phil an email explaining your situation to him. He might come and rescue you. :D :P
Just be glad that they are the mildly annoying variety and not bat-shit insane.
I am glad, trust me. (I could be more glad though ;) )
What are your plans for the weekend BTW?
BTW, just because I engage in the occasional verbal skirmish with a stranger doesn't mean that I enjoy it. I always come away feeling horrible. I just can't let someone get away with an offense without defending myself.
I guess she has a problem with homosexuals?
Yeah, them and just about everyone else. You name it, she has a problem with it. :/
I really wish you could get out more.
Yeah, me too. :::sigh:::
Dr. Phil
Please, anyone but that idiot.
He might come and rescue you. :D :P
Yeah, the Self-Rescuing Queen is in need of rescuing. :/ (Just don't send him. ;) )
I am glad, trust me.
So they don't walk around in front of you while naked, then? Or come into your bedroom while naked and lean over you and want you to look at...stuff?
What are your plans for the weekend BTW?
I have a thingy tomorrow. :)
Soooooooo Arekino...did you get a nice beauty sleep last night? Wake up well rested? What were you doing to warrant going to bed so early? ;P
So they don't walk around in front of you while naked, then?
No, not since the beginning of my puberty.
Or come into your bedroom while naked and lean over you and want you to look at...stuff?
Wait, is she naked when she does that or are you? Did she want you to look at her...stuff?
I have a thingy tomorrow. :)
Ah, nice. Let me know how it went, okay?
did you get a nice beauty sleep last night?
Oh, yes. Today I feel pretty, oh so pretty. :)
What were you doing to warrant going to bed so early? ;P
It was probably just a bug.
Wait, is she naked when she does that or are you?
She is.
Did she want you to look at her...stuff?
Growths, marks, facial hairs, etc. None of it I want to look at or touch. She walks around nekkid to and from the shower. If she wants to say something to me she'll just barge in my bedroom like that. No boundaries or courtesy. :/
Let me know how it went, okay?
Sure. :)
Today I feel pretty, oh so pretty. :)
Maybe you should let *me* feel ya (just to check the validity of that statement, of course). ;P
It was probably just a bug.
Ach, that's too bad. :/
Okay, I'm back! :)
It went a little longer than usual but that just means extra $$$. ;P
It was basically fixing trays of food. They had 7 whole cakes that I had to put on a tray with a doily and then some pasties that went on trays. There were 4 trays of sushi that came from a restaurant already fixed so I just had to put them out. There were also some trays of crudites and fruit that the ladies had pre-made and then I had to heat up some hors d'oeuvres and pan them up for the chafing dishes. Then help clean it up.
It was fairly easy. I really like doing that sort of work. :)
She walks around nekkid to and from the shower.
Entirely naked? No underwear or anything? I guess that's one way to claim your territory. :O :P
Maybe you should let *me* feel ya
Can't you just reach out and touch faith? ;P
I really like doing that sort of work. :)
It doesn't seem to take a lot of creativity. Wouldn't it get a bit boring after a while?
Entirely naked? No underwear or anything?
Yes. As naked as a jaybird. :/
Can't you just reach out and touch faith? ;P
Oh...Depeche Mode lyrics puns...that aren't even awful...You *are* damn near the sweetest perfection, aren't you? ;P ;D
Wouldn't it get a bit boring after a while?
The way I set up a pasty tray is pretty creative. They always get compliments from peeps. :)
Oy vey, I'm reeeeally tired ATM. I did a bit more walking than usual last night and my feet and ankles still hurt. I even went to bed in *sweat pants*(gasp!)and slept 8 hours without them bothering me. :O O.o
You *are* damn near the sweetest perfection, aren't you?
What else could I be? ;P
my feet and ankles still hurt.
If only I was there to give you a nice massage. :)
What else could I be? ;P
I guess that's why I just can't get enough. ;P
If only I was there to give you a nice massage. :)
If only...;D I'd definitely accept that offer. :)
Oh, BTW...last night there was maybe 3/4 of a tray of sushi left. I was going to put it back in the fridge for whoever might want some the next day but the lady in charge told me to take it. :D
I am happily gorging myself on it. :) :) :)
I guess that's why I just can't get enough. ;P
I feel you, Precious. ;P
(Wait, is the expression "I feel you" only used to express sympathy within a negative context? 'Cause that wouldn't be right... ;) )
3/4 of a tray of sushi left
Yummy. No, cake though? What kind of cake did they have?
I feel you, Precious. ;P
You're gonna be making me smirk spontaneously all day. ;P
is the expression "I feel you" only used to express sympathy within a negative context?
Nah, it can be used as a general 'I understand' or 'I understand where you are coming from' type of thing, too.
No, cake though? What kind of cake did they have?
So ya think I left without cake or sweets? Blasphemous rumors for sure. ;P
They had 7 cakes and pies IIRC. It was a kosher meat meal so everything had to be pareve(meaning they contained no dairy products). Not as good as ones with dairy, but not terrible. They had 2 strawberry shortcake cakes(that didn't seem to be received well, 2 sugar free apple pies, something called an opera cake, a tiramisu, a cheesecake, and seven-layer cake. There were also Napoleons, mini fruit tarts, mini lemon tarts, mini apple crumb cakes and some assorted cookies.
The peeps devoured *everything* except the strawberry shortcakes(which were not so good, I left those)and a bit of the tiramisu and the cheese cake. I took the tiny bits of those home because everything counts(even if it's only small amounts). ;P
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