Ah well, you'll never go short if a brew at a Daniel O'Donnell concert...
Terrys chocolate orange. I hate orange chocolate but my old mum has it in her head I would be devastated if i didn't have one at Christmas.
I have actually told her but still, every year I get one. Good job one of the kids will eat them.
Good job one of the kids will eat them.
Curses. I was about to offer to 'take one for the team'.
Many many decades ago I drank a cup of tea I thought was made with a teabag ... and wasn't and 11-12 yr old me got put off tea for life.
About 5-6 years later I turned up soaking wet and cold and probably borderline hypothermic in the dark at Black Sail YHA (before they has gas or electricity) and some kind soul* brought me a cup of hot milky tea.
It remains the best cuppa ever .... even tough I still don't drink tea with milk in 45 yrs on.
*she was called Liz and had a brilliant rescue dog.
Why can't people just ask? I wouldn't spontaneously buy a sandwich for the tramp with the dog on a string who sits outside ASDA without asking what he wanted. He could be coeliac or diabetic for all I know. Well meaning and no doubt appreciated of course, but I've little sympathy for anyone who doesn't have the wherewithal to go "fancy a brew? How do you take it?" first.
You 'annuals' here are weird. "Hey granddad, just so you're aware, I've not been well lately so I've been to the doctor and who knew! Seems I'm allergic to blackberries / seafood / fried eggs / cherries / cat food / whatever other crap you're going to foist on me that I don't like next time I visit. Yeah, I'm gutted too, it was my favouritest thing ever but I can't have it any more."
For me, it was jumpers.
I don't - or at least, very very rarely - wear jumpers. For a start, I'm Northern. Secondly, should the weather be sufficiently inclement to merit something woolly I'll wear a technical fleece or similar. My mother sees me knocking about in a tee-shirt in November, concludes that it's because I don't have one and boom, ideal Christmas present year on year. As I got older I had to get ever more firm with her, from out of context exchanges - "you should put a jumper on" / "I don't wear jumpers" - to just outright "please stop buying them."
For me, it was jumpers.
OMG ... I have a drawer FULL of unworn jumpers I need to give away ...I'm guessing you don't want them? Every year OH buys me another jumper or even 2 in some unending battle with my mum. They are all in a drawer in her room along with unworn polo shirts.
My mum buys me and Jnr tech fleeces but OH throws them away before we even get the chance to wear them and I have to keep them in my room or in the car and handwash or they get thrown away.
OMG … I have a drawer FULL of unworn jumpers I need to give away …I’m guessing you don’t want them? Every year OH buys me another jumper or even 2 in some unending battle with my mum. They are all in a drawer in her room along with unworn polo shirts.
My mum buys me and Jnr tech fleeces but OH throws them away before we even get the chance to wear them and I have to keep them in my room or in the car and handwash or they get thrown away
Just start throwing the jumpers away. Although why you would want to wear technical fleece anytime other than in the great outdoors is beyond me. I love a jumper.
Both myself and a work colleague had to abandon our work vans on a posh housings estate due to the nice coffee we where given on a very cold January afternoon. They where not flavoured with a mix of Tia Maria and rum as the home owner claimed but about 40% proof. We caught him dosing them up on the 3rd cup for himself.
Also not had the heart to tell people I'm veggie when they thrust a sausage sandwich under my nose..
Ohhh can I take it for lunch in tin foil.
Every year OH buys me another jumper or even 2 in some unending battle with my mum. They are all in a drawer in her room along with unworn polo shirts.
My mum buys me and Jnr tech fleeces but OH throws them away before we even get the chance to wear them and I have to keep them in my room or in the car and handwash or they get thrown away.
Now that's the weirdest post on this odd thread so far. If there's one person you should be able to have a full and frank discussion about this kind of thing with, it's your other half.
Just start throwing the jumpers away.
Does she genuinely not realise you don't like them, (you know, never wearing them being the most obvious clue) or is she stubborn? If the latter, I would probably be tempted to stare at then a bit then just go and chuck it in the bin*
*more likely take it, unopened to a charity shop when next in town.
Does she genuinely not realise you don’t like them, (you know, never wearing them being the most obvious clue) or is she stubborn? If the latter, I would probably be tempted to stare at then a bit then just go and chuck it in the bin*
*more likely take it, unopened to a charity shop when next in town.
I hate waste and I think she knows I won't chuck them away.
I've put them in the charity bag countless times and she takes them out and puts them back in her room then throws something of mine away when I'm not there.
Last thing was (coincidentally) my Gaggia Classic. Before that it was my entire CD and DVD collection with the exception of about 10 DVD's and my laptop which wasn't thrown away but thrown into a wall and smashed because I left it in the kitchen.
The bikes all have to be locked all the time #I'm out they've been thrown out onto the pavement before... it's mad but not worth the damage/cost if I try again and they are in her room anyway.
and, does instant coffee kill grass
I expect it will. Or at least stunt its growth, unless its decaf.
I make all workmen a double espresso with amphetamines in, makes them work faster. They don't want any food after either.
Last thing was (coincidentally) my Gaggia Classic. Before that it was my entire CD and DVD collection with the exception of about 10 DVD’s and my laptop which wasn’t thrown away but thrown into a wall and smashed because I left it in the kitchen.
The bikes all have to be locked all the time #I’m out they’ve been thrown out onto the pavement before… it’s mad but not worth the damage/cost if I try again and they are in her room anyway.
What the hell?
You do realise this isn't normal, right? It's abuse.
You do realise this isn’t normal, right? It’s abuse.
Yep but its basically the price to stop her taking my/our child abroad and preventing me seeing him.
It's a minefield....
I once walked into a customer's kitchen at around 8:45am to start a job, lovely smell of fresh coffee coming from the brews they were enjoying. Shiny Gaggia on the worktop.
Now, normally when offered coffee from a customer, I refuse and accept the safer bet of tea, but in this instance I accepted the offer of a coffee.
About a minute later, I was handed a steaming mug of instant.
Mean. Spirited. ****ers.
Tea usually safe enough, but a huge mug of overly milky lukewarm tea is pure boak.
Having done a bit of paid-for digging I know how grateful you can be for a restorative drink. A few years ago I had blokes working out the front here, made coffee to individual order, from the bean to cup, half of it got left. You forget how conservative some people's tastes are. I had the same in the yard passing a mate (who favours Carling) a lovely tinny from Vocation and he looked at it like it was kryptonite of the green variety. I hate to see people mired in shite food and drink, it reminds me of truck and tommy shops and is very much part of the class system.
Bedmaker - I hope you installed some frozen sausages in her divan (or whatever).
I only offer cups of tea to tradespersons myself. We have instant coffee for when the parents visit (it's their favoured choice), but I'd never presume to offer it unless asked.
Tea usually safe enough, but a huge mug of overly milky lukewarm tea is pure boak.
The sole reason I started drinking coffee in the first place is because I couldn't get a decent cup of tea outside my own house. I think it was a Klix vending machine which finally made me go full Arthur Dent. I have a far higher tolerance for suboptimal coffee than I do tea.
stevextc - you're posting about the same woman who was disinterested in your hospital referral despite your obvious concern?
That is abusive and emotionally destructive behaviour.
It's likely to be impacting on Jnr.
You have to find a way out.
My thoughts are with you.
I would probably change it so that it at least gives a passing indication of what I do,
The thing is "tea white 4 sugars" would be significantly better at identifying you as a trades person and less embarrassing in the BM. The mocking incredulity isn't because you've called your company tea black one sugar but because you've failed something more basic than doing half a job then only turning up every now and again.
Stevextc
I'm really sorry to hear that. Sounds hellish. Good luck.
The sole reason I started drinking coffee in the first place is because I couldn’t get a decent cup of tea outside my own house
I agree. Tea seemingly has many ways of being made to folks taste. It's incredibly rare that it's to mine.
You'd think therefore that coffee is much less easy to make 'wrong', but no. That too.
To be fair, I used to drink instant coffee before I knew that it wasn't made out of coffee. 😂
I couldn’t get a decent cup of tea outside my own house
Did you never try making it yourself?
There was only one other lad in the office I trusted to make me a cuppa, and he's left now anyway.
Milk and sweetener
"Sure it's not Coffeemate?"
It's not coffee, and I'm not your mate.
