Things "grown-ups" did that you disliked...

hollydolly said:
ah yes it would be... 🍷 funny thing is, that where I was born and raised in Scotland , we had a huge community of Italians and irish... every every 3rd or 4th person in the west of Scotland has an Irish or Italian surname... and all the Italians owned the cafes...
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That's interesting. My dad's family is Scot-Irish. My parents met here in America - they were born here - but they were introduced by each other's family members, so I wonder if there's a geographic connection...like maybe the two families knew each other a couple generations ago.
 

Being told not to sit too close to the TV on Saturday morning westerns.
"You'll go BLIND"!

How else is Hoppy going to know the bad guy is sneaking up on him if I don't sit close and yell a warning!

I can't sit close to the TV, but I can be told to get up and 'adjust' the antenna or 'become the remote' for an adult...o_O
 

Going on trips to places I wasn't interested in. Sometimes it was a winery or wineries, other times it was someplace else I didn't really want to go to.

Strangely enough I cherish my memories of those times now because it exposed me to places that have changed so much by now. It's mainly the wineries I appreciate now. When I talked about a few years ago both my mom and my dad reminded me that they had to endure exasperated feedback such as "Oh, no! Not another winery!"

Knowing how my take on the trips changed over time my wife and I tortured our kids the way I had been tortured. One son appreciates the winery trips now and the other appreciates other trips he didn't want to go on.
 
Adults telling me to put the light on so I can see while I'm reading something. Did you really raise such a dumb kid that I couldn't figure that out on my own.?
As was mentioned kissing and the spit on the handkerchief didn't go over well either.
When my cousin was small and his parents would buy him an ice cream cone my uncle would keep the drips under control by licking the cone once in awhile to keep things tidy.
When they asked me what I wanted I always said a Dixie cup. I wasn't going to chance a cone after seeing that happen.
 
Early to bed. Kids in my class stayed up 1/2 to 1 hour later on average. They’d all watched Ed Sullivan or the latest sit com and I had no idea what it was about. I was still awake as long as they were, just had to be in bed.
 
Jules said:
Early to bed. Kids in my class stayed up 1/2 to 1 hour later on average. They’d all watched Ed Sullivan or the latest sit com and I had no idea what it was about. I was still awake as long as they were, just had to be in bed.
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Exactly the same in my house; it was tv set off & lights out (unless we were doing homework) at 8:30 p.m. If you weren't sleepy yet, too bad; you could just lie there staring into the dark. (My dad always said, "If God had meant man to be awake at night and asleep in the daytime, he woulda made the nighttime light and the daytime dark!" And with him being an avowed atheist, I learned early on about people trotting out religion just to enforce things.)
 
When my mom wanted me to do something or believe something I didn't agree with, she would put words in my friend's mouths.
She'd say, "Your friend Bill says you should_______." Or, "Your friend Bill agrees with me about_______."

She was stupid enough to think I'd never find out she was lying. And, (of course) I rarely believed anything she said.
 
When I was little I hated it when I was asked to perform or put on the spot to show people how cute I could be.

I'm a little teapot ... :rolleyes:

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Aunt Bea said:
When I was little I hated it when I was asked to perform or put on the spot to show people how cute I could be.

I'm a little teapot ... :rolleyes:

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Oh yes that reminds me.. all the singing my granny had me do in front of her friends, they were always dirges' which she taught me, like ''Nobody's child''..so her friends would all be crying at the end... ooooh thon wee lassie singing that hertbrekkin' song...

...oooooh cringe..😧
 
When I was quite young it used to drive me crazy how my parents would talk about me as if I wasn't there. I complained about this when I was around five, and to their credit they stopped doing it...
 
I didn't like it when adults ordered for me or tried to steer me towards certain items on the menu when we went out to eat.

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