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more bitching about my family
Jul. 5th, 2004 10:41 pmI don't think I did anything useful today.
I read a few books. I went to town to return some books and CDs to several libraries. I... no, that was it.
Not only didn't I do anything useful, I might even say I didn't do anything at all.
Well, my Mom and I went to return the cordless phone we had bought for my Grandma. She always falls over the cord of her phone, so we thought that would be a great idea. Unfortunately, my Grandma lives at my uncle's place and he doesn't want a digital phone in his house. He's afraid boiling his brain or something. So we had to get a different phone. It is still cordless, so there must be some kind of radiation. I mean, the handset has to get in contact with the station somehow. But apparently, the radiation from this (more expensice) telephone is less dangerous than the one from the phone we had picked.
Please, my Grandma is 77. Her brain is not going to take much damage, no matter what she does. And my cousins do have cell phones, isn't that dangerous, too?
Plus, most likely everybody else in the neighborhood has something that radiates in their houses, so you can't avoid it anyway.
See what I go through with my family? They all act up like that, only in different ways. There was this ad on TV years ago, for a bank. Two guys meeting after years, and taking out these pictures, bragging, My car, my house, my boat... That's one of my uncles, right there.
And the one my Grandma lives with always knows everything about whatever topic you talk about. Come to think of it, my Dad's similar. And they are not even related.
So we got the new phone and I'll take it to my Grandma's and plug it in and tell her how to use it and stuff. That will take forever. I love my Grandma right to pieces, but she is darned stupid whenever something electronic is involved. Well, part of her upbringing. Her father did all that stuff for her, and then she got married and her husband took over, doing everything for her. Really everything. Sounds great and romantic and things, but when he died she had never been to a bank in her life, she had not been shopping for years, she didn't drive a car very often and only in the country, with nobody else around. She was helpless. When I realized that, I promised to myself never to let that happen to me, no matter how intriguing the idea might sound.
I need to find out whether I qualified for final examination. Yeah, the one I've been preparing for. When I last asked, only one of the two professors had read my final paper and given a mark. And I wasn't even told that mark, so I still don't know whether it was crap and I need to start again. In that case, I need to pay fee for another semester. But I won't need to worry about finding a job anytime soon.
Now, isn't that a positive view? Looks like I got out of my depression.
I read a few books. I went to town to return some books and CDs to several libraries. I... no, that was it.
Not only didn't I do anything useful, I might even say I didn't do anything at all.
Well, my Mom and I went to return the cordless phone we had bought for my Grandma. She always falls over the cord of her phone, so we thought that would be a great idea. Unfortunately, my Grandma lives at my uncle's place and he doesn't want a digital phone in his house. He's afraid boiling his brain or something. So we had to get a different phone. It is still cordless, so there must be some kind of radiation. I mean, the handset has to get in contact with the station somehow. But apparently, the radiation from this (more expensice) telephone is less dangerous than the one from the phone we had picked.
Please, my Grandma is 77. Her brain is not going to take much damage, no matter what she does. And my cousins do have cell phones, isn't that dangerous, too?
Plus, most likely everybody else in the neighborhood has something that radiates in their houses, so you can't avoid it anyway.
See what I go through with my family? They all act up like that, only in different ways. There was this ad on TV years ago, for a bank. Two guys meeting after years, and taking out these pictures, bragging, My car, my house, my boat... That's one of my uncles, right there.
And the one my Grandma lives with always knows everything about whatever topic you talk about. Come to think of it, my Dad's similar. And they are not even related.
So we got the new phone and I'll take it to my Grandma's and plug it in and tell her how to use it and stuff. That will take forever. I love my Grandma right to pieces, but she is darned stupid whenever something electronic is involved. Well, part of her upbringing. Her father did all that stuff for her, and then she got married and her husband took over, doing everything for her. Really everything. Sounds great and romantic and things, but when he died she had never been to a bank in her life, she had not been shopping for years, she didn't drive a car very often and only in the country, with nobody else around. She was helpless. When I realized that, I promised to myself never to let that happen to me, no matter how intriguing the idea might sound.
I need to find out whether I qualified for final examination. Yeah, the one I've been preparing for. When I last asked, only one of the two professors had read my final paper and given a mark. And I wasn't even told that mark, so I still don't know whether it was crap and I need to start again. In that case, I need to pay fee for another semester. But I won't need to worry about finding a job anytime soon.
Now, isn't that a positive view? Looks like I got out of my depression.
