Bevendre

staticthordraconus:

fleurmod:

“While we’re out I need you to do this, this, that, this, this, and clean these.”
“I did all of that yesterday, when you asked me.  They’re still clean.”
“DON’T YOU LIE TO ME, THEY’RE FILTHY!”
“They’re clean, just look at them.  Shoot, they’re cleaner than most of the stuff you’ve ‘cleaned’ in the past few months.”
“BUT YOU’RE A TEENAGE BOY!  YOU’RE FILTHY AND YOU STINK, SO IT HAS TO BE CLEANED AGAIN!”
“One, I’m 22.  Two, I just showered.  Three, there’s a limit to how clean something can be, and how clean it should be kept.  Yes, my living space is dusty and not sparkling, but strangely enough I’m the one who almost never gets sick.  Having me obsessively clean every room I come in contact with because you think I’m unclean by merit of my gender and age will more likely make me sick than it will keep me healthy.  You’re not the one using the facilities, so let me keep them clean as I see fit.”

OH GOD I KNOW THIS FEEL, except im 17, so i guess that makes it a bit different

It’s a case of parental hypocrisy at its best, and not even the worst I’ve had.  For instance, I work full time and make a decent amount of money on my own, yet I am chastised and ridiculed any time I make a purchase for myself, and use it.  I bought my PS4 (and every system/game/etc. I have) on my own, with my own money that I had worked for, while never going into debt and always having enough in the bank to get by for a while.  I use my purchases and enjoy them afterwards.  That never stops my mother (dad’s usually on my side) from calling me fiscally irresponsible, if not incompetent and stupid for wasting money on such things, despite telling me explicitly that I would have to get it on my own after being denied such things for Christmas/birthdays/etc.

Meanwhile, we have several “antique” cabinets, appliances, and other odds and ends taking up a fair amount of the garage because my mother found them on Craigslist, spent scores, if not hundreds, of dollars on each one, and brought them home to be refurbished and resold.  They have sat out in the garage for years, untouched.  As has her ‘craft table’, for the most part, which is generally in complete disarray.

I fully acknowledge that all parents are entitled to a little hypocrisy, but really?