Another Friday Night, another question goes unanswered

I am back. It was a glorious weekend, though it did rain yesterday. Where do I begin? Apparently, I am an asshole, or so the Wife tells me. The Outlaws were over for dinner on Friday. My mother in law was telling me something and I think she caused me to have a stroke. She said something about not being able to hear me because she did not have her glasses on. Excuse me?!! It is no wonder she does not listen, she is blind in both her ears.

My father in law decides he had enough. It was time to go, while the Wife and her mother were cleaning the dishes. He did have corn bits on his shirt which was a lovely sight, but that is what happens when I barbecue sweet corn. The Wife says what about dessert and he says he does not want or need dessert. Then he is hucking my mother in law to leave.

At that point, I ask him a direct question. "Does A (my mother in law) want to have some dessert?" I get an answer, with a smile, that "how do I know if she likes dessert. I think she likes dessert." Well, somehow, that did not answer my question and the words I used were short and simple. I said, "that is nice and you did not answer my question." I then asked it again.

That was when the Wife said to stop and implied that I was an asshole. That I may be an asshole does not concern me. It is defining an asshole as somebody who wants a simple fucking question that he posed to be answered. Is that too much to ask anybody? It is not often that I ask a question, of course I tend not to ask any question I do not already know the answer to but that is a different story, so I do expect the courtesy of an answer to my question. I get that from her whole family. They all answer questions, just not the ones posed directly to them. Yet, that is MY issue????!!!!!!

They left early enough, though it was after seven. My father in law actually got the Wife to call her brother FOR HIM as if it would make him arrive at our house any earlier (he was not home as he came straight from work). I would NEVER do that. He cannot hold his water and NEEDS to have a call made, I would have handed him the phone and tell him to do it himself. Of course, he has never had to do things for himself because of the niceness of those around him who refuse to see beyond the immediate and cultivate dependency. Then once, the dependency is created by them, they find the burden awesome and wonder how it occurred.

As I say, in the land of demented, the neurotic man is king! I am the King! It is good to be the King! All Hail the King! That does it, I now have a need to take over some land and people to create my kingdom. Wish me luck. Ciao!