I’m hoping to finish the drywalling tomorrow and then spend the rest of the day puttering around on smaller indoor projects. Maybe mow before the storms. But every single thing I do makes my elbows worse. Yeah, both of them. Apparently I am overexerting myself with this construction thing. 

My response after reading this story was WTF.
$Wife was also the same.
There’s just sooooo much wrongness in this story, you don’t know where to start and where to stop…
I Now Pronounce You Man, Wife, And Overbearing Mother
Bad Behavior, Bizarre, Boyfriend/Girlfriend, home, Parents/Guardians, USA | Related | June 7, 2020
My boyfriend grew up in a household with no boundaries and as such, no privacy. If you put a passcode on your phone, it was taken away. If you locked your door, the door was removed — except his parents’ bedroom, which probably explains why he has seven siblings. If you didn’t give every conceivable detail about where you were going when you left the house, you didn’t go.
One day, shortly after we start dating, we are watching a movie in their living room and I have to tell three of his siblings that they cannot just pick up my phone and look for games. Each time, they reply with something along the lines of, “It’s only a problem if there’s something to hide.”
I am getting more upset by the moment, so my boyfriend suggests going to the mall. We say goodbye to everyone but his mother swipes his car keys from his hand.
Mother: “Where are you going?”
Boyfriend: “[My Name] and I are going to the mall.”
Mother: “Who else?”
Boyfriend: “Nobody.”
Mother: “What stores?”
My boyfriend lists a few stores.
Mother: “How long will you be gone?”
Boyfriend: Shrugs “Two hours maybe.”
His mother looks at her watch.
Mother: “Be back in an hour. Dinner is [three hours from now].”
Me: “That’s barely enough time to get out there and back. “
His mother starts walking away with the keys.
Mother: “Then don’t go.”
I stand there, dumbfounded. My boyfriend goes and talks to her, convincing her that we can go for two hours if we take two of his youngest — and in my opinion, most annoying — siblings. I wanted to go to spend some time with him without them, but I relent because two siblings are easier to manage than all seven.
Boyfriend: “Don’t take her personally. She just likes to know what’s going on.”
Me: “I’m not taking it personally, but I do need some privacy.”
Ten-Year-Old: “Mommy says if you need privacy, you’re a sinner.”
I laugh quietly to myself.
Thirteen-Year-Old: “What?”
Me: “I guess I’m—”
Boyfriend: “Don’t do it.”
We spend the maximum time we can at the mall, coming home right at the two-hour mark. When we come back, I have to use the bathroom. I go in, close the door, and sit on the toilet. Less than five seconds later, the door flies open. His mother stands there, staring me down as I try to cover myself with my shirt.
Mother: “What are you doing?”
Me: “Peeing?”
His mother eyes me suspiciously.
Mother: “Don’t close the door.”
Instead of using the bathroom, I get up and leave. On my way out the door, my boyfriend stops me.
Boyfriend: “Hey. What’s wrong?”
Me: “Your mother just told me I couldn’t pee with the door closed.”
Mother: “If you have to close the door to do something, you shouldn’t do it!”
Me: “Even the bathroom?”
Boyfriend: “You get used to it.”
Me: “No, I don’t think I will.”
He called me later that night, upset that I had left over such a “stupid thing.” I told him it wasn’t stupid and people should have a small amount of privacy, even if it’s just two minutes in the bathroom. He said I was overreacting and told me I should apologize. I broke up with him, instead.
That’s beyond horrible. I would have reacted… poorly.
I read that, too. Those kids are going to have so many issues even before they grow up.
I did not just receive a call from my mother saying that my brother was in the hospital due to an overdose…
Oh, no. Take care, and keep us posted.
Nothing to keep posted about. He wasn’t able to be revived and was pronounced half an hour after I got the first call last night.
I’m so sorry for your loss, @e4tmyl33t.
That is terrible. I’m really sorry that this happened.
I’m sorry for your loss. Let us know if there’s anything we can do for you.
I’m fine, at this point I’m just trying to make sure my parents are OK. They still seemed to be processing the whole thing this morning when I spoke to them.
@e4tmyl33t, I’m so sorry to hear that.
@e4tmyl33t, so sorry for your loss. That can’t be an easy thing to experience.
@e4tmyl33t - my sincere condolences from my side. Thinking of you.
If you mean that you want someone who speaks English and Spanish, say so. Don’t say “bilingual” then tell someone that they’re not eligible because their second language is something else.
If you’re opening a restaurant right now:
- Have something other than ONLY an Instagram page.
- Providing ONLY a phone number to text is barely helpful.
- Maybe show what part of town you are in.
- If you have pickup, an address would be helpful.
- A series of pics in one Insta post with lists all of your menu items (text) is only slightly helpful.
- Tell me the methods you have for payment.
This is an example of EVERYTHING I hate about business these days.
I don’t want to HAVE TO scroll through every single post in your Instagram feed to see what you have available. This interspersed with pictures of your family and personal life just so I can piece together scraps of information I need. Aren’t you supposed to try to make it easy for me to give you money?
- Hours of operation.
- Location.
- Link to a menu.
- Ordering information.
- Payment options.
These should all be in one place and easily accessible.
I don’t want to have to call or text a number to get this.
Somehow you have a growing internet following, but it defies explanation. I found out about this from an online food blogger who ALSO didn’t include any relevant information.
Too often lately I find that a business has a website, a FB and IG presence and maybe one or two other things. None of them have all of the information. It’s just frustrating.
If they only have Instagram, then they do not exist for me. Or Twitter, really.
If only Facebook, then they almost exist - wife might come across it and tell me about it, but I am unlikely to be motivated enough to expose myself to the torture of navigating FB to find what she’s talking about.
I have two friends who have never had a FB account. Can’t say I blame them.
Fuck you Microsoft, for installing Edge WITHOUT MY CONSENT on my Win7 VM.
I did NOT ask for it. In fact, I will try to label that as malware when I have a chance.
I saw on Computerworld that the new version 2004 of Windows 10 is having problems with Storage Spaces, which sounds like a software-based RAID system. Another article advises making a backup of the version 1909 installation media and “squirreling it away” for safekeeping, you know, like when when a forced update borks something?
I’ll repeat what I said before: Microsoft isn’t making things any easier by saying “It’s just ‘Windows 10’ from now on” because anyone who does tech support has to follow it up with “Yeah, but what version of Windows 10 do you have?” When I do the little bit of tech support over the phone that’s related to my job and I ask customers what version of Windows they have, a lot of times, they don’t know. I’m not on a help desk with remote access capabilities. I’m out in the field with only a Windows 10 laptop. I have to describe the shape of the Start button to figure out if they have Windows XP, 7, 8, 8.1 or 10. Adding in the steps of “Here’s how you find the version of Windows 10 you’re running” is not something I’m looking forward to.
- It isn’t “hacking” if someone asks for your password and you tell them. It’s falling for a very obvious example of social engineering.
- “Hacking the Gibson” must have sounded really impressive 25 years ago when the movie Hackers came out.