As long as the fact that over here in Australia there is no such category as first degree homicide, and as long as there is intent for death it is called homicide is ignored, this title is supremely applicable to my current situation.
Since typing the above paragraph I have calmed down quite a bit, but the fact remains that I am severely pissed off at my younger brothers. It could probably be said that I am no longer at a murder level, and more at a ‘report-to-the-correct-authorities-and-s
Household chores are boring, rote and annoying at best, but I do not appreciate having that tension exacerbated by my brothers acting like racist, sexist, stupid, idiotic, bogan, rude gits. When they were making fun of stereotyped Japanese speech patterns – which they have repeatedly been told not to do – I attempted to stop them by making a comment relying heavily on the fact that they were deliberately mispronouncing their words.
At which point the elder brother informed me, grinning widely and in the same stupid accent, that I was a “stupid woman”.
At which point I put down my tea towel, stopped drying clean bowls and retreated to my room in an attempt to prevent myself from either a) screaming at them and increasing the hilarity of the situation in their eyes, or b) physically hurting them, which I sincerely doubted would have turned out well in any respect.
I intended to stay in my bedroom for a couple of minutes in order to cool off and then return to the chore and complete it quickly. I did not except to be followed and offered a false bribe to return. From both of them. Neither of them seemed to see what was wrong with their actions, even after my explaining.
And that is the reason for the title of this post.
- Current Location:Desk
- Current Mood: aggravated
- Current Music:The Magnificent Seven - The Clash