Sooo.. my parents got into another happy little yelling match.
That has ended with my mom having a crying fit and now blasting music in the office.
What started this lovely arguement?
Cheese.
I'm not even kidding. =o
The whole damn thing started because my mom asked me to grate some cheese to go on the soup we were eating for dinner. And I'm not even sure how something like that started such an arguement in the first place.
Apparently it messed up the dinner schedule somehow, and everybody should have known what was going on beforehand.
I guess we were supposed to call some sort of family meeting to decide if we should grate cheese before dinner, or not?
What the crap? For crying out loud... it's CHEESE!
Ugh.
I want to slap the living crap out of him sometimes, ya know?
Especially right now. He bitched to the point that my mom was crying.
If there's some deeper meaning behind cheese-grating that I don't know about,
can someone PLEASE enlighten me. Because I'm still trying to figure out how people can fight like that over dairy products. (I mean, I know my dad is lactose intolerant... but SHEESH!).
I want to say that there has to be something bigger that's bothering him,
but the stupidity behind all of this is making that very hard to believe right now...
>_>
