MontyVeda
a short-tempered ill-controlled small-minded troll
- Location
- Lancaster... the little city.
Childrens' homes.
I tend to do that to make me think as I am crap at time management. My Dad finds this totally unacceptable and gets all annoyed as he thinks it's all about him when he visits (he's genuinely told me this - How dare you not change your clock for ME!). He actually bellowed at me and called me everything under the sun in front of the rest of the family one day about it and he was being genuine! What a pr*ck!
He's obsessed with time and ALWAYS has to be on time and I annoy him as I'm the opposite due to my brain damage (which he has never really understood either, the idiot), hence why I need to actually think about time.
Even having a clock running fast is unthinkable to him.
So no, I don't know why I posted here, it is a trivial thing that irritates me because of him.
He'll have had all his clocks changed all day, 'just in case'.
... And then don't even get me started on his Calendars, FFS!
Finding something unimportant that I've lost. It's way better than Christmas.
Over the last couple of days I’ve received a few likes for a cryptic comedy post I wrote almost 18 months ago, which I have no recollection of ever writing.
But even I smiled when I read it again as it took me a while to realise what the joke was about.
It’s nice when you get these little reminders.
Waking up from an unexpected afternoon nap.