So my dad told me to gather up all our blackberry s**t to return them.
And they're all mixed up with our old razr phones.
So I told him I can't tell the difference between the car chargers for both of them.
And he friggin screams at me like "YOU HAVE TO LOOK FOR IT! OPEN YOUR EYES!"
... they look pretty damn similar, the insert is the same.
And I never drive, so I don't use those chargers anyway, how the ******** am I supposed to tell the difference between s**t I've never seen before.
Then he asks me to find his missing charger.
And I can't find it anywhere, so he yells at me the same way. Wtf.
Same with vacuums.
He leaves the vacuum in some odd spot that we never leave it in (because we actually have a vacuum-designated corner).
He expects me to know where it is because I live in the house, but seriously.
It would help if he at least remembered where he put his s**t?
Don't you hate when people blame you for their missing s**t?
It's their s**t, they lose it, then they blame you for not finding it for them.
I need a solution for this. Anything?
