OK! here is my day, this is how I wrote it in my journal so this is how your getting it…
Today started out awesome. I slept well for the first time in a week, really enjoyed classes, got some OChem and French homework done and was happy…Then I went on a bike ride. It was a bad ride and when I got home all I really wanted to do was chill. I had a hot bath ready and got in, about two minutes later my mom called and said a renter needed help changing a flat, which isn’t/wouldn’t be a big deal if the lady had everything she/we needed to change the flat. When we (me and mom) got there the lady had 3 jacks, two of which didn’t work, and the third was hidden, so I used mine…still not a big deal. I got the car jacked up off the ground, and I tried to take the lug nuts off with my tire iron, which didn’t fit her lugs…really? so digging around for her tire iron I discovered jack #3 which worked perfectly. Along with the jack was her tire iron. I took off four of the 5 lugs and ran into yet another problem, we didn’t have the key for the 5th lug…we (I) dug around the car looking for it for probably 45 minutes while they (two women who have no dea what they are looking for) go to Autozone (the worst place in the world) to see if they have it…they don’t. So I call 3 or 4 ford dealerships to see if they have it, the most helpful one didn’t even bother looking. At this point I’m frustrated. Meanwhile smoker/renter lady and mom have smoker/autozone guy trying to use a NAILSET and rubber MALLET to get the lug off…to say the least this was ineffective. So smoker lady and mom get in the car because the 62 degree weather is too unbearable, while I take my jack out from under the car and pack it up. Now I get the pleasure of taking smoker lady home. To say the least I’m in a bad attitude. I row my window down to releive the headach I’m getting from the smell and my mom starts complaining. After I drop the lady off mom and I get into it. Mom tells dad, dad calls me and I get chewed out… Dad says that I’m being a spoiled brat and that I should have compassion for the lady. In my opinion the lady isn’t trying to make an effort to help herself, so why should I help her.
Seems to me that Mom and Dad need a reality check. Agreeing to help at all is a compassionate thing to do, not to mention all the time, effort, and disruption to your evening to help a complete stranger.
aren’t you supposed to loosen the lug nuts before you jack the car off the ground?
yes. and if there was a key on one of the lugs, I would have made sure that I had the key before jacking up the car.
I already live in a separate city, they pay for school, etc, but that’s about it…
Consider yourself VERY lucky that you have someone paying for your school. If that requries you do to occasionally do a less than desirable favor for your parents, you do it…lest your parents take the attitude that if you aren’t helping yourself, why should they help you?
I am guessing I am your mom’s age and I have a son who comes home from college just as it sounds like you do.
So, couple of observations. My son and I “get into it” at least once a trip home for him and I am sure he gets just as ticked off as you did. Hard to imagine but life without our college age kids around is actually pretty fun. When Ben comes home everything (quite house, routine life, going in the hot tub without clothes on) goes right out the window. I love my kid but there are times I resent how larger than life things become when he walks in the door. I have to work to remember that he is an adult, not a kid, and that my expectations of him have to be adult expectations. The times we have the most conflict is when I treat him like a kid. Having said that, I too pay for all of his school and I do have certain expectations of him as a result of that. It pays sometimes to sit down and have that conversation with your parents. Mom, Dad…what do you expect of me when I am home? This is a tricky time for you but be aware it is tough for them too! They are conflicted because they may actually like life without you in the house!
My son returns home from college permanently in June. I am actually more nervous about it than happy. He is too which is why we are at each others throats a lot recently!
I will also point out that your Mom bringing your father into something that was between you and her is very unfair. It was your conflict with your mother. I would have simply said to your father, Dad…you weren’t there…this is a beef between Mom and I and let’s not make it into something larger than it is. If you have other issues with me let’s talk about them but don’t get involved in this one.
Yea parents get unfair sometimes but since they gave us all “life”(which frankly cannot be repaid), I would just suck it up. Let’s not make a mountain out of a mole hill.
On a side note: You could have used a sealant if you could not remove the wheel for flats. One of those “Fix A Flat”. Runs about $6 and well worth the trouble to let the tire shop take care of it(since they have to fix the flat anyways)
be thankful your parents are alive and you can spend time with them. When they are gone you will realize how petty your little 'Dear Diary" entry is. Also, they pay for school so until you stop sucking from the tit, you are their bitch.
Yea parents get unfair sometimes but since they gave us all “life”(which frankly cannot be repaid), I would just suck it up. Let’s not make a mountain out of a mole hill.
On a side note: You could have used a sealant if you could not remove the wheel for flats. One of those “Fix A Flat”. Runs about $6 and well worth the trouble to let the tire shop take care of it(since they have to fix the flat anyways)
Ya’ll ain’t never broke down a tire full of “Fix a flat” have you? Tire shop ought to charge a premium of $25.00 when they get one…
(sorry, couldn’t resist)