He's almost a complete idiot.
Jan. 4th, 2003 10:07 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
amezriMe: You'll have to show my how to use the snowblower before you leave on Monday.
He: Why?
Me: Um, so I can use the snowblower and not have to shovel for 3 hours.
He: Why would you have to do that?
Me: Um, because it's going to snow on Wednesday.
He: Oh. I'm going to do it now.
Me: Right... but it's going to snow on Wednesday.
He: I'll be back on Thursday.
Me: Okay, but I was still going to clean the driveway.
He: You don't know how to use the snowblower.
Me: Um. Right. Which is why I asked you to show me how.
He: Why?
It just gets dumber from there, with him finally saying that he'd show me tomorrow. He probably just doesn't want me to break one of his toys or something. That or he hopes I freeze to death shoveling the driveway.
Also, remind me never to complain about campus food again. They way my father cooks and handles food... I'm surprised I haven't had food poisoning every single night.
Ah yes, I've also decided that my father is a half-ass. That's got to be the explanation. When he cooks, he just turns on the heat and throws stuff into the pot. He puts it on low heat for 6 hours. When he serves food, he dumps everything on a plate and doesn't wash the pot. He won't eat leftovers - but expects me to. I thought he was going to help me clean up the table, but instead he shifted everything onto different plates/bowls and walked away. He's had these narsty rum raisin things in a glass jar for over a year and now he transfers them into a tupperware container and leaves it on the counter. Does the same thing with leftovers from yesterday, but the top is askew. Oh let's not forget this: all of his home renovation projects are unfinished. He does one thing and then moves on with out completeing the other. My brother's room is even more of a disaster than it was - his stuff is thrown all over the room. He's going to be pissed when he gets back.
Are all guys this inept or is this a special case?
He: Why?
Me: Um, so I can use the snowblower and not have to shovel for 3 hours.
He: Why would you have to do that?
Me: Um, because it's going to snow on Wednesday.
He: Oh. I'm going to do it now.
Me: Right... but it's going to snow on Wednesday.
He: I'll be back on Thursday.
Me: Okay, but I was still going to clean the driveway.
He: You don't know how to use the snowblower.
Me: Um. Right. Which is why I asked you to show me how.
He: Why?
It just gets dumber from there, with him finally saying that he'd show me tomorrow. He probably just doesn't want me to break one of his toys or something. That or he hopes I freeze to death shoveling the driveway.
Also, remind me never to complain about campus food again. They way my father cooks and handles food... I'm surprised I haven't had food poisoning every single night.
Ah yes, I've also decided that my father is a half-ass. That's got to be the explanation. When he cooks, he just turns on the heat and throws stuff into the pot. He puts it on low heat for 6 hours. When he serves food, he dumps everything on a plate and doesn't wash the pot. He won't eat leftovers - but expects me to. I thought he was going to help me clean up the table, but instead he shifted everything onto different plates/bowls and walked away. He's had these narsty rum raisin things in a glass jar for over a year and now he transfers them into a tupperware container and leaves it on the counter. Does the same thing with leftovers from yesterday, but the top is askew. Oh let's not forget this: all of his home renovation projects are unfinished. He does one thing and then moves on with out completeing the other. My brother's room is even more of a disaster than it was - his stuff is thrown all over the room. He's going to be pissed when he gets back.
Are all guys this inept or is this a special case?
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Date: 2003-01-05 10:46 am (UTC)*hugs*
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Date: 2003-01-05 12:46 pm (UTC)Anyway, after over four months of working at it, all the tiles are up (but tiny, random patches are still not grouted, and those that are have not been cleaned); the floor is down (but at the edges, the fake-wood-tiles don't fit together properly); he's put this weird border thing around the edges of the floor, which apparently is just to emphasise that none of the walls or floor are actually straight-edged... the list goes on. And that's just the one room - which looks okay for thirty seconds or so, but then... well.
Ineptness on a scale of 1-10: a high five. Yours just seems to be a special, refined breed of homo ineptus. You should be proud.
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Date: 2003-01-14 07:21 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-01-14 08:27 pm (UTC)