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Bunny
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I'm starting to cook dinner last night and I ask him to look in the downstairs fridge to see if I have an open bottle of white wine. He was watching something on the DVR that I recorded for him, so his reply was, "No! Why do I have to do everything for you?" I looked at him and said, "Fine, but dont' ask me to do anything for you anymore," and I walked away. He completely loses it. Screaming at me to "get in here" so that he could "talk" to me. By then I had several pots on the stove going, so I told him no. If he wanted to talk to me he needed to come to me in the kitchen, or wait until I could leave the kitchen. He continues screaming at me, walks into the kitchem screaming at me that he asked me to come talk to him and why am I so lazy that I can't come talk to him when he's upset and all I'm doing is making him angry. I remained VERY calm and repeated what I said before. I could not leave the kitchen when he called for me. He either had to come to me or wait until I could leave the kitchen. "I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR HALF AN HOUR!! I'M NOT WAITING HALF AN HOUR TO TALK TO YOU! YOU KNOW WHAT, MOM? F YOU!! YOU HEAR ME?? F YOU!!"
Still remaining calm, I looked at him and said that he should try saying that to me when his father is home and we'll see how far that gets him. He said it to me again and I said to him, "Same to you, dearie," and went back to making dinner. Not my best moment, but I was getting really pi$$ed off by now because he had now spent half an hour in a rage because I asked him to do something for me, and if he had just shut his mouth and done it it would have taken less than five minutes. So now he's mad because I cursed at him and how does he think that makes him feel. He (finally) walks away, then comes back five minutes later, crying his crocodile tears, saying he's sorry. I said thank you for saying so, and went on with what I was doing. Then it became that he said he was mad because he said he was sorry and I didn't even seem to care. "How do you think that makes me feel? I said I was sorry and you didn't say anything to me? You cursed at me, too, you know! You said 'same to you' and that's the same at cursing at me."
And ten minutes later he walks into the kitchen, all sunshine and rainbows, and can't understand why I'm still annoyed at him!
Still remaining calm, I looked at him and said that he should try saying that to me when his father is home and we'll see how far that gets him. He said it to me again and I said to him, "Same to you, dearie," and went back to making dinner. Not my best moment, but I was getting really pi$$ed off by now because he had now spent half an hour in a rage because I asked him to do something for me, and if he had just shut his mouth and done it it would have taken less than five minutes. So now he's mad because I cursed at him and how does he think that makes him feel. He (finally) walks away, then comes back five minutes later, crying his crocodile tears, saying he's sorry. I said thank you for saying so, and went on with what I was doing. Then it became that he said he was mad because he said he was sorry and I didn't even seem to care. "How do you think that makes me feel? I said I was sorry and you didn't say anything to me? You cursed at me, too, you know! You said 'same to you' and that's the same at cursing at me."
And ten minutes later he walks into the kitchen, all sunshine and rainbows, and can't understand why I'm still annoyed at him!