Insert insanely exasperated, angry, tired sigh here.
Posted by LSama on Jan 14th, 2009 in Adult Shit, Household shit, Pissed Off/Rant | 1 comment
It’s sort of funny, when I think about it. There are few things in this world that really get under my skin like lying. Anyone who knows me intimately will find the hypocrisy in that. I’ve lied a lot in my life, I really have.
So let me rephrase that, so that I don’t sound like such a douche myself(don’t give me that look. We all rephrase shit, let’s face it).
I hate people that lie blatantly and then do absolutely nothing to cover up their lie later. Because see, when people do that, it makes me think that they think that I’m a fucking idiot, and that they’re slick as snot when in fact, they’re not slick at all. Let’s give a little example, shall we?
Both D and J are smokers. I quit last year, but I was never addicted to begin with, so I don’t have to worry about cravings from watching/smelling them smoke. While I wish they would quit(as it would save us so much fucking money that we don’t have), I’ve long since given up trying to talk them into quitting; It’s a waste of my breath and their time. However, an exception has been made that they can smoke two fucking packs a day, as long as they do it outside. That’s the rule in the house and the only one I care about. I cannot stand for my clothes to smell like cigarettes. I cannot stand for the air that I regularly breath to smell like cigarettes. If I go outside with them, I can always stand upwind. I don’t have to smell it. It works out great.
Well, D used to be a big time WoW player and while raiding, stepping out for a smoke just wasn’t convenient. …I have mixed feelings about that, quite frankly. Part of me is like, “Suck it the fuck up, buttercup. Quit and then you can play WoW as much as you damn well please.” On the other hand, I do understand that having to stop in the middle of doing something, no matter what that something is, or what the reason you have to stop is, it sucks. I get that. Now, what D would do was actually open the window in the office, stand on the chair, and hang out the window. According to his twisted logic, he was outside. Right. I was willing to let that go. Because you couldn’t convince him to do anything else anyway, so you might as well put up with it.
Now that the winter has come, it gets very cold outside and I can also understand where no one wants to go stand out in the cold. You have to understand, however, that it was D and J’s agreement on the ‘No Smoking In The House’ rule. During one of their attempts to quit, they agreed that not smoking inside would make them less inclined to smoke all together, thus cutting back severely on their cigarette intake–and let me tell you, it fucking works. Which would you rather do, go outside in the freezing cold for a smoke, or suck it up and stay inside where it’s warm?
Yea.
So when D took it upon himself to start smoking in the office, while J and I were pretty annoyed, we kinda/sorta let it slide, on the agreement that if he wanted to hang out of the window and look like a moron, that was his red wagon.
However, it has come to our attention that he is no longer hanging out the window. How do we know this? Because we, like most people, have central heating/air. When he hangs out the window, we don’t smell anything, because the smoke isn’t in the house, technically speaking. On the other hand, when he’s NOT hanging out the window, the cigarette smoke goes into the vent and is redistributed throughout the house, making the whole house smell like cigarettes.
This..does not make us happy. This morning, when J came upstairs, she smelled it immediately. She and D then proceeded to have a little ‘chat’. She reminded him the reasons WHY they stopped smoking inside–not only because it helps cut down, but also because they have a 10 year old daughter, and J doesn’t want her exposed to that. D agreed with her, and said he’d start smoking outside again. She said that he went out at around 10 for a smoke, and she hasn’t seen him go outside since. At about…1:45? I was in the kitchen, making something to eat, when I heard his lighter scratch–twice, thanks–and then about 3 minutes later, I smelled cigarette smoke.
Now…please, correct me if I’m wrong, but I kinda throw that under the ‘He lied to us’ category. I guess the part that just pisses me off is that he lied, and then continues to lie by default of continuing the action, as if J and I were idiots, as if we’re not smart enough to realize that he’s doing it right under our noses. As if he thinks he’s slick and we’re just two bumbling idiots. I’m not going to pretend to know what he’s thinking. I’m not going to come out and say that that is what he thinks about us, because I’m no genius. But I do know that I’m not an idiot, either. I do know that if he really fucking cared, he wouldn’t fucking do it. That is what pisses me off. That he just has no concern at all for anyone else except him.
Not only that it’s a lie, but a broken promise.
This is of course, not saying anything about–ohh–the cold hard facts about second hand smoke or, gosh, the health endangerment of a child. GG dude.
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