So, I'm in the shower the other day, and as I was walking toward the bathroom I noticed she was getting ready to play a computer game. One that she's played before and needs her username and password for...which I thought she'd written down. Anyway..I'm in the shower, bathroom door is shut( I know fucking irresistible I might be having a great party in there, by myself, in the shower), I here her barge in..."Mom! What's the password for your email?".
Me: "Why?"
Her: " I can't remember my password for blahblahblah.com so I had it emailed to you"
Me: "You're just going to have to wait til I get out, I'm not giving you my password" (Not even if Hell actually froze over dear)
Me: "isn't it (*&*)(*& or &%^$^%&%^"
Her: "I'm not sure I'll go check"
I continue washing my hair, blah blah blah, 2 minutes later, she barges in again.
"Mom! How do you spell bruise?"
Me: "B R U I S E" ( I think to myself, which your going to acquire if you keep coming in here *not for real of course for all the freaks out there who like to tell people how to parent*)
3 minutes later, "Mom! how much longer are you going to be in there, cause I don't know the password and I can't get into your email?"
Me: "I'll get out when I'm (Goddamned) good and ready quit buggin' me!" I actually didn't say that swear word out loud but it sounded REALLY good in my head.
I get to finish my shower after that w/o anymore company, ya know the whole two minutes I had left after this whole conversation. I get out wrap up in a towel and head out to help her w/ the damnedable password issue. Notice that she's not only logged into said game, but is of course playing away, hence no more disturbances. So I asked her if she remembered the password, she said, "Nope, you left your computer logged into your email so I just check it on there." I was all GRRrrrr! She says, "What??(shoulder shrug)..I didn't mean to, I typed in gmail and it just popped up, so I figured I'd just check it and not bother you." Hmmm, little snot! I guess it's a good thing it wasn't BEFORE Christmas when all the shipping confirmation emails were coming in. MUST remember NOT to leave PC logged in when I walk away.
UGH!!!!! I hear ya, I never get to shower or poop in peace either.
ReplyDeleteI swear to GOD, I'm building a damn outhouse and not telling a single flipping underaged soul in this house about it! It may be a cold crap but it least I will be cold in solitude!
ReplyDeleteThat's not a bad idea...an extension cord and a space heater and silence. :D
DeleteAnd this, my friend, is why I lock myself in the bathroom and turn on the fan. Then I act like I can't hear them when they knock.
ReplyDeleteThey know how to open the darned lock...I need a deadbolt!
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