Kaya
Senior Member
- Location
- Northern Cali
My sister. We have always been opposites, always never got along. Mainly because she is cray cray. She has to have the last word. Always. Now that she is old and decrepit, she is still a bully and has to have the last word.
She calls and wants to talk. Ok. I listen. It's the same crap she told me day before yesterday. When I say "yes. I know. You told me" she gets all indignant and claims I should listen to it again and not remind her she already told me. I sigh. Let her drone on and on about her aches and pains, her brunch she plans tomorrow to the "snooties" as she calls them, how much she is better than me and always has been. I say nothing. Just listen. Well, between her putting me on hold because her daughter is calling...or the phone going dead because she dropped it...or the phone going dead because she is out of range...and then when she calls back having to listen to the same stuff all over again....I finally get fed up and say I gotta go...we say our goodbyes and sure as sh!t...the phone rings again. I don't answer. And when I don't answer, it is punishment time. She will NOT STOP calling until I pick up. Sure I can unplug the phone but now I am hostage to this crazy b!tch? I don't think so.
She calls. Answering machine gets it. She hangs up without saying anything. She has to have the last word in my ear..not on a machine. She calls again. I ignore it. Again. Still ignoring it. Hubby is getting peeved. I calmly say "she ain't done. We have a few more hours of this, remember?" and he nods and sighs. Again it rings. I ignore. This goes on for about 45 minutes. Finally...I blow a gasket.
I call HER this time and scream "WTF do you WANT???" and she giggles and says "what is WRONG with you? I just want to talk to you!"
I rant at her for a minute or two, then threaten her that I will call her daughter, and that usually does the trick. For now. Until a few days pass and she decides to call me again for the same ol wash, rinse, repeat.
Oy. Yes, I know she is batsh!t crazy. It still doesn't help my blood pressure.
End of rant.
She calls and wants to talk. Ok. I listen. It's the same crap she told me day before yesterday. When I say "yes. I know. You told me" she gets all indignant and claims I should listen to it again and not remind her she already told me. I sigh. Let her drone on and on about her aches and pains, her brunch she plans tomorrow to the "snooties" as she calls them, how much she is better than me and always has been. I say nothing. Just listen. Well, between her putting me on hold because her daughter is calling...or the phone going dead because she dropped it...or the phone going dead because she is out of range...and then when she calls back having to listen to the same stuff all over again....I finally get fed up and say I gotta go...we say our goodbyes and sure as sh!t...the phone rings again. I don't answer. And when I don't answer, it is punishment time. She will NOT STOP calling until I pick up. Sure I can unplug the phone but now I am hostage to this crazy b!tch? I don't think so.
She calls. Answering machine gets it. She hangs up without saying anything. She has to have the last word in my ear..not on a machine. She calls again. I ignore it. Again. Still ignoring it. Hubby is getting peeved. I calmly say "she ain't done. We have a few more hours of this, remember?" and he nods and sighs. Again it rings. I ignore. This goes on for about 45 minutes. Finally...I blow a gasket.
I call HER this time and scream "WTF do you WANT???" and she giggles and says "what is WRONG with you? I just want to talk to you!"
I rant at her for a minute or two, then threaten her that I will call her daughter, and that usually does the trick. For now. Until a few days pass and she decides to call me again for the same ol wash, rinse, repeat.
Oy. Yes, I know she is batsh!t crazy. It still doesn't help my blood pressure.
End of rant.