Anonymous wrote:Honestly, on behalf of your friends, relatives, neighbors and co-workers: STFU.
When I ask my co-worker “How was your weekend,” that’s just a baseline pleasantry. Here’s what’s acceptable:
“Pretty good, but it was also really busy with soccer. Luckily, the weather was nice and we got a chance to go to the pool!”
Here’s what’s not acceptable: A minutes (plural)-long RANT about kid’s sports, activities, rehearsals, recitals, and all things that you and your kids voluntarily want to do. I don’t carry if little Johnny wants to do swimming and baseball: if that’s your life and your choice, own it, and shut upppppp.
None of us are impressed by how busy you are, and no one cares how stressed out you feel. You are choosing all of this. You are the moron who is constantly shoving an iPad in your toddler’s face and making her endure the heat and no proper nap so your older boys can sport, sport, sport. If that’s the life you choose, live your choice and shut all the way up.
And by the way, not that you asked, but some of us are busy with elderly parents, hobbies of our own, or goals of our own. You don’t know that because you never ask, and if you do, we do the polite thing and give a two-sentence summary of our weekend, without all the endless complaining.
Wow, OP. You should maybe talk to a professional to better understand why this sort of thing sets you off so outrageously. Do you have anger problems in general? Because this reaction is not normal.