5 times in a day . . . what can be worse! (maybe death)
PMS for this guy went horrible wrong!
First thing after he woke up, we went to have lunch. We got in the car, and he then said that we needed to go to the shopping mall in our neighbourhood for some errand. He asked me what I wanted to have for lunch. I said I did not have any cravings and no preference as well. Shortly after, I realised he did not turn into the road heading towards the shopping mall, so I asked him where we were going. He replied we could pop by later after we went somewhere else for lunch. He asked me where we should go. I again said I do not have any preference. He didn't mention much again and drove on. He was driving like he had somewhere in mind. Finally, we reached the destination, but it was crowded. With no parking lots and it had started drizzling, we had to move on. He then asked again where else could we go. I mentioned two other shopping malls. No answer from him, after which we were continuing our conversation on other issues like we had done earlier. A distance later, he suddenly asked the question again, and started blaming me for not making any decisions, always doesn't know what to eat, have no ideas and such. Although bewildered (I had mentioned 2 other shopping malls just now), I replied that I would think of one. A minute later, I said Ikea. Know what he said? He said 'No, I don't want to go to Ikea. Why do you want to go to Ikea?' I said I just wanted to go to Ikea. He then complained that whenever he asked me to decide on something, I have no preference, but when he had decided on something, I would have some other suggestions to make.
Holy cow, when did he decide on something? I asked him specifically if he had communicated his decision to me which I did not heed. He said he did not tell me! DUH!!!!!! So what stupid comment was he making. I decided to drop the case. He is the king, remember. He can blame you whenever, wherever and whatever he wants, but you can't take him on even if he really is ridiculously unreasonable.
That's 1!
We finally reached our destination. Guess where??? One of the shopping malls that I had mentioned. DUH!!!!! Nevermind, I can't be bothered to point out to him. He is the king (or tyrant, I would say)!
After having lunch, my treat, we had tea again, my treat. After which, we headed back to our car. He started asking about our holiday. In no time, he had already spurn the topic to how bad my job is. That my pay suckx, that my leave is too little, that project timeline is screwed, and then it spurn on to be my attitude in life, my motivation, my goals, my dreams, or lack of it, and this, and that and it went out of control predictably. I bet he chose his words so that it will prick me hard and hurt me deep. I had started off apologizing and saying my 'okies'. But he wouldn't stop. He went on and on and started getting louder and louder. His face became darker and darker, his tone harsher and harsher. And finally, when I couldn't stand it no more, and deviated from my 'sorries' and 'okies', he then started scolding me for rebutting, showing a bad attitude, never listening to him, refusing to admit my faults, etc . . . We finally reached the car, but his 'chantings' hadn't stop. He was shouting at the top of his voice in the car. Deafening, I should say! If not for his phone ringing, he would have gone on forever.
That's 2!
After he got off his phone, he tried to make up. In silence, we drove to our neighbourhood shopping mall to run our errands. I went about doing my things, 1 errand for me and 2 for him, while not talking to him much. After finishing everything, we got into the car again to head back home. Our house is just a short 3 min drive. But before we even got out from the carpark, he was already starting another session of naggings. He started off by saying he was feeling strain in his neck because of the shouting just now. Immediately after this, he continued with his complaints and again, his tone got harsher and harsher. I tried to 'put out the fire', but he wouldn't let me. In the end, it became just another session of me apologizing profusely while he didn't even lift a brow to contain his anger. I was so relieved that he went to bed right after he came home. At least I had some peace.
That's 3!
I packed his table, as I had promised yesterday. He said he would iron the clothes, but however high he set his standards for me, he surely isn't doing the same for himself. Anyway, if he upkeep his word but forgo his sleep, I would probably get hell as well. So might as well let him be. After he woke up, we prepared for dinner. He suggested going for a good dinner on him. I guessed somewhat that he wanted to make up again. Alright, better late then never. But guess what, on our way to the restaurant, he started ranting again about my job. (Wonder why there are so many gals out there who don't know how to shut their gap, but I must be the one gal who isn't those sort but instead has a husband that will die if he keeps his gap shut) Luckily, I managed to 'put out the fire' again by reminding him that he had wanted to go for a good dinner because he wanted to put the bad atmosphere we had this afternoon behind, so he should be putting in more effort in making this work. Finally, he quieten down. But after a few sentences, he started to veer towards it again. I again reminded him that he shouldn't be doing it. He said he had my interest at heart. I told him thanx, but trying to solve a problem by just creating another isn't the way. He finally decided to zip up!
That's 4!
After dinner, we went to his parents' house to set up the pc. He needed the washroom badly while I did the job of fixing up the pc in replace of the old set. I was nearly done with the hardware. He came in and wanted me to install some software. Fine, I'll do that job, not a very difficult one. We were watching a movie on tv. When the movie finished, he commented that the downloading of one of the files was taking quite long and said that we would just abandon it. OK, so I did just that. On reaching on car, he realised that we got a booking ticket for overstaying. Then he started getting agitated. In a winkle of an eye, he had started blaming me for staying too long upstairs. He blamed me for being stupid and had not realised that the downloading of one of the files was too slow. He said it would have been avoided. Fine, I apologized a few times. Seriously, I only started to download the file at most 15 mins ago. But we got our ticket about 50mins ago. Nonetheless, he still pointed the finger at me. He began speeding back to our carpark, accelerating over humps. I was really annoyed. I told him I'll pay for the ticket then (what's $10????). When he zoomed up the carpark and parked the car, he started shouting at me again. For showing bad attitude, for rebutting him, for being stupid. I apologized again. And guess what, he said why didn't I apologize just now. I really feel like recording our whole life on tape 24/7. I apologized more then once just now but he brushed it aside. He continued with his rantings and finally it was the last straw on the camel's back and I snapped back, he took it that that was the starting of the quarrel and I had never said my apologies at all. Is this a man? Or does he have too many female hormones that made him as unreasonable as that other woman on the street? We finally went up our flat. He started shouting at me in the lift again. He told me if I didn't mention about the $10, he wouldn't have gotten so mad. (Yea, one of his another stupid comment again. If he ain't so angry, why did he ram the engine while turning the corner and accelerated over the humps? Cos he was joking with me? ) His comments were so bizarre that I couldn't help snarling at them. And so, it ended up him shouting vulgarities and belittling me again. What's new! Whenever is he man enough to reason instead of forcing others to listen to his orders. I still had to go through his lecturing when I reached home. Oh, did I say he banged the door again. It was really nothing new. Same old tactics that he used when he throw his tantrums. Spoilt brat!!!!!
That's 5!
I said to myself, if I were in any path of danger, I would not budge even an inch. What's there to lose if I die. A good husband? Definitely not. A good life? Not that I have one too.
First thing after he woke up, we went to have lunch. We got in the car, and he then said that we needed to go to the shopping mall in our neighbourhood for some errand. He asked me what I wanted to have for lunch. I said I did not have any cravings and no preference as well. Shortly after, I realised he did not turn into the road heading towards the shopping mall, so I asked him where we were going. He replied we could pop by later after we went somewhere else for lunch. He asked me where we should go. I again said I do not have any preference. He didn't mention much again and drove on. He was driving like he had somewhere in mind. Finally, we reached the destination, but it was crowded. With no parking lots and it had started drizzling, we had to move on. He then asked again where else could we go. I mentioned two other shopping malls. No answer from him, after which we were continuing our conversation on other issues like we had done earlier. A distance later, he suddenly asked the question again, and started blaming me for not making any decisions, always doesn't know what to eat, have no ideas and such. Although bewildered (I had mentioned 2 other shopping malls just now), I replied that I would think of one. A minute later, I said Ikea. Know what he said? He said 'No, I don't want to go to Ikea. Why do you want to go to Ikea?' I said I just wanted to go to Ikea. He then complained that whenever he asked me to decide on something, I have no preference, but when he had decided on something, I would have some other suggestions to make.
Holy cow, when did he decide on something? I asked him specifically if he had communicated his decision to me which I did not heed. He said he did not tell me! DUH!!!!!! So what stupid comment was he making. I decided to drop the case. He is the king, remember. He can blame you whenever, wherever and whatever he wants, but you can't take him on even if he really is ridiculously unreasonable.
That's 1!
We finally reached our destination. Guess where??? One of the shopping malls that I had mentioned. DUH!!!!! Nevermind, I can't be bothered to point out to him. He is the king (or tyrant, I would say)!
After having lunch, my treat, we had tea again, my treat. After which, we headed back to our car. He started asking about our holiday. In no time, he had already spurn the topic to how bad my job is. That my pay suckx, that my leave is too little, that project timeline is screwed, and then it spurn on to be my attitude in life, my motivation, my goals, my dreams, or lack of it, and this, and that and it went out of control predictably. I bet he chose his words so that it will prick me hard and hurt me deep. I had started off apologizing and saying my 'okies'. But he wouldn't stop. He went on and on and started getting louder and louder. His face became darker and darker, his tone harsher and harsher. And finally, when I couldn't stand it no more, and deviated from my 'sorries' and 'okies', he then started scolding me for rebutting, showing a bad attitude, never listening to him, refusing to admit my faults, etc . . . We finally reached the car, but his 'chantings' hadn't stop. He was shouting at the top of his voice in the car. Deafening, I should say! If not for his phone ringing, he would have gone on forever.
That's 2!
After he got off his phone, he tried to make up. In silence, we drove to our neighbourhood shopping mall to run our errands. I went about doing my things, 1 errand for me and 2 for him, while not talking to him much. After finishing everything, we got into the car again to head back home. Our house is just a short 3 min drive. But before we even got out from the carpark, he was already starting another session of naggings. He started off by saying he was feeling strain in his neck because of the shouting just now. Immediately after this, he continued with his complaints and again, his tone got harsher and harsher. I tried to 'put out the fire', but he wouldn't let me. In the end, it became just another session of me apologizing profusely while he didn't even lift a brow to contain his anger. I was so relieved that he went to bed right after he came home. At least I had some peace.
That's 3!
I packed his table, as I had promised yesterday. He said he would iron the clothes, but however high he set his standards for me, he surely isn't doing the same for himself. Anyway, if he upkeep his word but forgo his sleep, I would probably get hell as well. So might as well let him be. After he woke up, we prepared for dinner. He suggested going for a good dinner on him. I guessed somewhat that he wanted to make up again. Alright, better late then never. But guess what, on our way to the restaurant, he started ranting again about my job. (Wonder why there are so many gals out there who don't know how to shut their gap, but I must be the one gal who isn't those sort but instead has a husband that will die if he keeps his gap shut) Luckily, I managed to 'put out the fire' again by reminding him that he had wanted to go for a good dinner because he wanted to put the bad atmosphere we had this afternoon behind, so he should be putting in more effort in making this work. Finally, he quieten down. But after a few sentences, he started to veer towards it again. I again reminded him that he shouldn't be doing it. He said he had my interest at heart. I told him thanx, but trying to solve a problem by just creating another isn't the way. He finally decided to zip up!
That's 4!
After dinner, we went to his parents' house to set up the pc. He needed the washroom badly while I did the job of fixing up the pc in replace of the old set. I was nearly done with the hardware. He came in and wanted me to install some software. Fine, I'll do that job, not a very difficult one. We were watching a movie on tv. When the movie finished, he commented that the downloading of one of the files was taking quite long and said that we would just abandon it. OK, so I did just that. On reaching on car, he realised that we got a booking ticket for overstaying. Then he started getting agitated. In a winkle of an eye, he had started blaming me for staying too long upstairs. He blamed me for being stupid and had not realised that the downloading of one of the files was too slow. He said it would have been avoided. Fine, I apologized a few times. Seriously, I only started to download the file at most 15 mins ago. But we got our ticket about 50mins ago. Nonetheless, he still pointed the finger at me. He began speeding back to our carpark, accelerating over humps. I was really annoyed. I told him I'll pay for the ticket then (what's $10????). When he zoomed up the carpark and parked the car, he started shouting at me again. For showing bad attitude, for rebutting him, for being stupid. I apologized again. And guess what, he said why didn't I apologize just now. I really feel like recording our whole life on tape 24/7. I apologized more then once just now but he brushed it aside. He continued with his rantings and finally it was the last straw on the camel's back and I snapped back, he took it that that was the starting of the quarrel and I had never said my apologies at all. Is this a man? Or does he have too many female hormones that made him as unreasonable as that other woman on the street? We finally went up our flat. He started shouting at me in the lift again. He told me if I didn't mention about the $10, he wouldn't have gotten so mad. (Yea, one of his another stupid comment again. If he ain't so angry, why did he ram the engine while turning the corner and accelerated over the humps? Cos he was joking with me? ) His comments were so bizarre that I couldn't help snarling at them. And so, it ended up him shouting vulgarities and belittling me again. What's new! Whenever is he man enough to reason instead of forcing others to listen to his orders. I still had to go through his lecturing when I reached home. Oh, did I say he banged the door again. It was really nothing new. Same old tactics that he used when he throw his tantrums. Spoilt brat!!!!!
That's 5!
I said to myself, if I were in any path of danger, I would not budge even an inch. What's there to lose if I die. A good husband? Definitely not. A good life? Not that I have one too.
posted by Caller From The Falls at 10:48 AM
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