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(, Sun 1 Apr 2001, 1:00)
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I have a slight dilemma.
My brother is driving up to see our grandmother on Saturday and has asked if I’d like to come too. My mother is now pressurising me to go because she thinks I may not get the chance again. As far as I can tell she doesn’t like visitors or really doing anything any more. She doesn’t answer the phone and is basically waiting out her time in a home in Nottingham (poor sod). My mother went up last week and was roundly ignored, my grandmother spent her time looking at her watch and sighing, and pretended to fall asleep so her visitors would fuck off sharpish.
I am DJing on Friday night following a 50hr week. I won’t get home ‘til 3:30 am – and would have to leave my house at 8 to make the 1.5h journey to my brother’s, to get the 2.5h lift to see someone who probably will want rid of us in a few minutes.
Am I a lazy, shit grandson for not wanting to go?
Alt Q: do you want a fucking fight?
(, Tue 20 Jul 2010, 8:55, 142 replies, latest was 16 years ago)
but this is understandable. My Nana is 97 and hasn't the faintest fucking clue who I am anymore, but I still look in on her occasionally because I would feel bad if I didn't. I wouldn't, however, do it after busting a gut at work and travelling for a ludicrous number of hours.
Your call really.
(, Tue 20 Jul 2010, 8:58, Reply)
because the Landlord hadn't paid a secured loan on the place.
So some baliffs or something came and changed the locks, which meant that I had to eat dinner at a friends and sleep at my parents.
The letting agent described it as a "mixup" which is going to be sorted today.
(, Tue 20 Jul 2010, 9:10, Reply)
At the very least get your parents to invoice you £200 for emergency accomodation and pass it on...
(, Tue 20 Jul 2010, 9:11, Reply)
We'll see the letting agent is coming to see me at work today, I might book a intimidating meeting room.
(, Tue 20 Jul 2010, 9:17, Reply)
(, Tue 20 Jul 2010, 9:23, Reply)
"I'm not in the mood to talk about it now, I'll send you a letter."
because the contract is locked in the flat and I want to read through that first.
(, Tue 20 Jul 2010, 9:24, Reply)
lollers
(, Tue 20 Jul 2010, 9:30, Reply)
And, if you can find one, one of those pointy German WWI helmets
(, Tue 20 Jul 2010, 9:24, Reply)
Go and visit because even if she does hate you, you can take the moral high ground.
But then again, if your gran is like mine and is a royal cunt, then fuck it.
(, Tue 20 Jul 2010, 9:06, Reply)
In other news, I found out last night that the Monty who added me on Facebook over a month ago isn't you! I was all confused and like "wait, whut?"
(, Tue 20 Jul 2010, 9:07, Reply)
is the day I hack off my genitals with a rusty penknife, form a ballroom dancing duo with Darth Cocksnot and then go to a Bowie gig.
(next Thursday)
(, Tue 20 Jul 2010, 9:09, Reply)
Monty became a fan of Bowie
Monty became a fan of Glee
Monty joined the group WE ♥ JUSTIN BIEBER
(, Tue 20 Jul 2010, 9:21, Reply)
"Oh Monty, why are you on Facebook? Why do you like all of these things?"
(, Tue 20 Jul 2010, 9:24, Reply)
The only people who would see it would be Facebook users, therefore I couldn't give a toss.
(, Tue 20 Jul 2010, 9:24, Reply)
Yes, I'm young.
In a couple of months I'll be in my 20s, that will feel better.
(, Tue 20 Jul 2010, 10:11, Reply)
(, Tue 20 Jul 2010, 9:36, Reply)
Just change 'whose' to 'who's' and you'll be done.
(, Tue 20 Jul 2010, 9:42, Reply)
This is one of the things I was telling you about last night:
cheezcomixed.files.wordpress.com/2010/06/31f9d0b0-8841-4bf4-acba-092152adfc8a.jpg
(, Tue 20 Jul 2010, 10:17, Reply)
so either it was over by 10: lame, or she was posting from the pub which says something about how interesting the conversation was.
(, Tue 20 Jul 2010, 10:26, Reply)
it's a Monday night, I'm too old to stay out until 3am. Your evening of watching telly by yourself would have been proper rock and roll if you hadn't got locked out.
(, Tue 20 Jul 2010, 10:31, Reply)
You don't have to get so defensive.
(, Tue 20 Jul 2010, 10:39, Reply)
And we did start at half six.
(, Tue 20 Jul 2010, 11:10, Reply)
I was posting on the train home, as Applebite lives in a stupid place she had to get the train home.
(, Tue 20 Jul 2010, 10:39, Reply)
It would probably help if I had seen Doctor Who. Or CSI Miami.
(, Tue 20 Jul 2010, 10:22, Reply)
your choice.
(, Tue 20 Jul 2010, 9:07, Reply)
And yes, I fucking do, you Hoxton Hero!
(, Tue 20 Jul 2010, 9:15, Reply)
and going that far sounds horrific on that little sleep for little reward.
but then again if it would mean something...
if not then fuck it
(, Tue 20 Jul 2010, 9:16, Reply)
I had a similar issue a couple of years ago & only went to see my 98 year old g'mother to keep my Dad happy. She then snuffed it the following day & I was glad I had seen her as my Dad was happy that I had.
(, Tue 20 Jul 2010, 9:17, Reply)
So it's really wehter you would get anything from it. If you don't feel the need to see her one last time or have anythng you feel you need to say, then don't go. There's no need to be a martyr.
(, Tue 20 Jul 2010, 9:17, Reply)
but go anyway, just so you know that when she carks it you made an effort even if she didn't
(, Tue 20 Jul 2010, 9:20, Reply)
I bet she has some Werther's I can nab, too.
(, Tue 20 Jul 2010, 9:25, Reply)
I'm more amazed at the people on the board who still have grandparents. Wasnt one of your grandfathers in WWI? And blousie keeps saying "One of my grandmothers"?
All mine shuffled off this mortal coil before I was 30 (3 of them before I was 21).
Alt Q: Be warned, I defend myself with FUNK!
(, Tue 20 Jul 2010, 9:23, Reply)
The women in my family are fucking immortal. Great-grandmothers on my mother's side both made it past 100.
My mother will outlive me for sure. Probably my grandmother will too.
(, Tue 20 Jul 2010, 9:27, Reply)
My great grandma lived to just under 100. My grandma is getting on for 85 and still going strong. It's those Kraut genes that keep them hanging on for dear life.
(, Tue 20 Jul 2010, 9:30, Reply)
my rota goes 'killed by a car' 'cancer from working as a radiation nurse pre-shielding' 'cancer generally' and one I can't remember. maternal granddad died before my mother was two, and her mother died when she was 18. My dad's parents were dead before he was fifteen in both cases
(, Tue 20 Jul 2010, 9:33, Reply)
My dad was the youngest so my granparents were pretty old when they had him.
(, Tue 20 Jul 2010, 9:36, Reply)
is just death-prone. I've reached 21 without losing a parent, so I'm already doing better than either of my parents, relatives wise
(, Tue 20 Jul 2010, 9:38, Reply)
but at least you weren't forced to see them every weekend
(, Tue 20 Jul 2010, 9:32, Reply)
and I know for a fact my maternal grandmother and me would have hated each other virulently. So bullet avoided there
(, Tue 20 Jul 2010, 9:36, Reply)
(, Tue 20 Jul 2010, 9:53, Reply)
and there were only 2 left when I was born, the last one died when I was 7.
Means I don't have to deal with stuff like this, but alas, no Worthers Originals either.
I have to deal with Wiggy's grandmother though and she hates me.
(, Tue 20 Jul 2010, 9:29, Reply)
and dig a bear trap at the bottom of the stairs, and put spikes in the bottom of the bear trap, and put poison on the spikes
(, Tue 20 Jul 2010, 9:34, Reply)
plus I'm fairly certain she's invicible.
(, Tue 20 Jul 2010, 9:44, Reply)
all mine were gone by the time I was 16, and both my mums had gone before I was 3, but then her almost all of her family worked on ships from Portsmouth and got sunk / blown up / torpedoed in the wars
(, Tue 20 Jul 2010, 9:46, Reply)
But yeah, all gone before my 30s. The big drinking Scotsman lasted the longest of the lot. Shocker.
I plan to die in a puddle in my 40s or 50s.
(, Tue 20 Jul 2010, 9:50, Reply)
Put a smile on her face, your mum's face, and possibly your face. Then face facts, you're going to get off your face, so save face and face up to it. Face-off. Face from The A-Team.
(, Tue 20 Jul 2010, 9:26, Reply)
The height of face related wrongness.
(, Tue 20 Jul 2010, 9:30, Reply)
Probably not Simply Red, though.
(, Tue 20 Jul 2010, 9:32, Reply)
www.b3ta.com/search/talk?q=%22fat+faced+cunt%22
(, Tue 20 Jul 2010, 9:39, Reply)
Well struck sir, well struck. Such biting ready wit, you fat faced cunt.
(, Tue 20 Jul 2010, 9:44, Reply)
If your brother has a car, could he not drive down to somewhere slightly closer to your house to meet you, allowing you to get up a little later? (and then go to sleep in his car, snoring loudly with a particularly irritating pitch and irregular rhythm)
*Puts head back into the box*
(, Tue 20 Jul 2010, 9:27, Reply)
who once dropped me off at Holland Park tube after Christmas at out mother's, lugging two large boxes of presents and a suitcase 'because I could easily get to Liverpool St from there', rather than drop me off in the fucking East End. Plus he gets free petrol.
(, Tue 20 Jul 2010, 9:30, Reply)
I can appreciate someone not wanting to drive through the centre of London, but "easily getting to Liverpool Street" does not equate to "being within arm's reach of any given part of the East End." Fair enough, we'll rule out that suggestion.
(, Tue 20 Jul 2010, 9:35, Reply)
It's a bit of effort, but despite how grumpy she might be, that's because most folks in old folks homes are scared to death, and feel abandoned anyway
(, Tue 20 Jul 2010, 9:29, Reply)
but was happy to have visitors. It sounds to me like she would rather be left alone. Maybe send her a card or something?
(, Tue 20 Jul 2010, 9:31, Reply)
They have always had a very 'difficult' relationship though.
(, Tue 20 Jul 2010, 9:36, Reply)
life in a home if you're even half aware is hell. I want to be killed before I ever get to that stage
(, Tue 20 Jul 2010, 9:37, Reply)
I'd enjoy it. Sitting with my peers and reminicsing about the good old times.
'I danced at the Hacienda you know'.
'Do you remember how good E's used to be'.
(, Tue 20 Jul 2010, 9:40, Reply)
Since my grandfather died in 1984 she's not enjoyed her life at all.
EDIT and I take it you mean 'pissed off'. I know you aren't American, young lady.
(, Tue 20 Jul 2010, 9:48, Reply)
I think the solution would be to buy some sturdier shoes.
(, Tue 20 Jul 2010, 9:36, Reply)
If you can, then fine, don't go.
If, however, that is going to be a total ball-ache that you cannot escape, I suggest you go and see the old lady.
(, Tue 20 Jul 2010, 9:54, Reply)
(you'd love it, it's practically from the 70s)
(, Tue 20 Jul 2010, 9:55, Reply)
that I never mastered.
I was alright at those games that were also alarm clocks and you had to move left and right to catch a man who'd fallen from the trapeze.
Anyway. I'm off to a meeting.
(, Tue 20 Jul 2010, 9:56, Reply)
Game-boys are much too 'virtual reality' for me.
(, Tue 20 Jul 2010, 10:03, Reply)
and by cheap I mean under a tenner. My latest being an N64. I quickly discovered the Mega Drive is way better.
(, Tue 20 Jul 2010, 10:08, Reply)
but how guilty will you feel for doing it? is it worth the inconvenience and hassle just for a guilt free conscience?
(, Tue 20 Jul 2010, 9:54, Reply)
She has been in a nursing home for about 8 years, since my granda succumbed to teh cancer. The nursing home is very depressing and the residents are usually hooting, wailing, pissing themselves or expiring. When I go and visit I always make a point of going out for a walk with her, well, me walking and her sitting in a wheelchair. Old age is never very pretty, particularly the demented/alzheimers variety. Go and see her, take her some flowers and possibly a cheeky toke or even a blast of Dimitri, that should wake her from her stupor.
As for the fighting, well, i've just tanked a litre bottle of 'wreck the hoose juice' and I am currently scanning my desk for blunt objects
(, Tue 20 Jul 2010, 9:56, Reply)
You might catch a blur in the periphery of your vision, but that will be about it. My ninja skills will be enhanced with Buckfast and my capacity for violence will be increased ten fold.
(, Tue 20 Jul 2010, 10:19, Reply)
She's out of her mind, the punters will (depending on whether it's a trance/house/90s cheese night) be off their face on E, everybody's happy.
(, Tue 20 Jul 2010, 9:58, Reply)
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