DammitJanet
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more fighting between Tony and I. Seems he thinks I am just being too hard on Buck and it is my issue that I am letting everything he says get under my skin. Things like constantly talking about how Burger King does things and they are such a premier restaurant. Oh please! They are a fast food place that gets their food in by trucks in frozen patties and for heavens sake he wasnt even a cook, he cleaned the grills and floors at night! Oh but he goes on about how they had burgers made from chuck! Ummm...big deal...lol.
Then suddenly Tony looks on the top of the fridge for something he put up there about a month ago and needs the end of this week. He started yelling at me saying that I had moved it and had a fit one day a week ago and thrown a bunch of junk off the top of the fridge and lost his thing and he just knew I was going to do that and he told me then I had done it and I had better find it and blah blah blah. I told him I had NOT touched anything on top of the fridge at all. The night I was angry and went out to look on top of the fridge for something I stood on my tip toes and looked on the top at the front edge and didnt touch anything else because what I was looking for was a pack of lighters that I had seen previously was sitting right on the edge, I had no need to go throwing things around. However, several days later he did grab a bag of cereal that had been sitting up there for a few weeks and hand it to me to put away and I made mention to him that he needed to be careful of whatever it was his was worried about on top of the fridge. He said he was watching it. I said okay.
Now this morning he denied even removing the cereal from top of the fridge! Oh but in about 10 minutes after ranting at me about how I better find it today or else I was going to be in big trouble and all this stuff, he found it. Someone had moved it from the top of the fridge to the microwave. I think he did because the night he said something about it being on the top of the fridge, I told him I saw it on the top of the microwave and he swore it couldnt be there. Okay, I must be hallucinating. Of course, I probably put it there in his mind. Trust me I didnt. I dont touch the top of the fridge because there are fishing hooks up there and I am scared to death of fishing hooks.
Blah.
Then suddenly Tony looks on the top of the fridge for something he put up there about a month ago and needs the end of this week. He started yelling at me saying that I had moved it and had a fit one day a week ago and thrown a bunch of junk off the top of the fridge and lost his thing and he just knew I was going to do that and he told me then I had done it and I had better find it and blah blah blah. I told him I had NOT touched anything on top of the fridge at all. The night I was angry and went out to look on top of the fridge for something I stood on my tip toes and looked on the top at the front edge and didnt touch anything else because what I was looking for was a pack of lighters that I had seen previously was sitting right on the edge, I had no need to go throwing things around. However, several days later he did grab a bag of cereal that had been sitting up there for a few weeks and hand it to me to put away and I made mention to him that he needed to be careful of whatever it was his was worried about on top of the fridge. He said he was watching it. I said okay.
Now this morning he denied even removing the cereal from top of the fridge! Oh but in about 10 minutes after ranting at me about how I better find it today or else I was going to be in big trouble and all this stuff, he found it. Someone had moved it from the top of the fridge to the microwave. I think he did because the night he said something about it being on the top of the fridge, I told him I saw it on the top of the microwave and he swore it couldnt be there. Okay, I must be hallucinating. Of course, I probably put it there in his mind. Trust me I didnt. I dont touch the top of the fridge because there are fishing hooks up there and I am scared to death of fishing hooks.
Blah.