buckshot
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So I had to do an online personality/logic survey tonight for a job I'm interested in. It said it would take 20 minutes so I blocked out a half hour and set up my home office with the laptop, calculator and pen/paper. It is timed and once you start you can't stop so I silenced my phone, made sure I wouldn't have to use the bathroom or anything and got ready to start. We have two dogs though, one of them might bark once a month and the other one will bark every now and then. So I asked my wife (who was in the kitchen doing stuff) if she'd put them in our finished basement until I was done. She said yes so I started the test. The questions involved a lot of reading and some medium difficult to difficult levels of math and I was on video btw.
The exact minute I started the dog started barking. She barked non-stop. At one point I walked away from the exam and went downstairs to find my wife's sister playing with the dog and getting it wound up in the living room. I asked again (very nicely mind you) to please keep it down and put the dog downstairs. I missed at least two questions doing this and the dog was STILL BARKING. I totally fuck up the interview so I'm LIVID. I come downstairs and ask my wife why in the everluvin' fuck she didn't put the dog downstairs? Her response was "I didn't know what you wanted me to do" after I plainly asked her in English to put the dogs downstairs. Then she immediately starts bawling her eyes out and saying how I should just get rid of her and that she's such a horrible person.
The rest of her family showed up for dinner but I was waaaaay too mad to stay but my car was parked in. I'm wearing shorts and a light long sleeve shirt and it's cold and rainy but I just left and walked about 3 miles to the closest bar.
Am I an asshole for not expecting her to put the dog in the basement? (it's about a 20lb cockapoo so it's not like I asked her to wrestler some behemoth downstairs). Or is she legitimately stupid?
For the record we had another dog years ago that loved drinking out of the toilet. She was so flabbergasted in how to get her to stop that she was looking up products you could spray on the toilet that would repel the dog. I told her that if we just closed the doors to the bathroom it would solve the problem.
Then another time we were getting water in the basement. She had dug up the courtyard in front of the house and had the dirt slanted right to the corner where the water came in. I told her I'd go buy some plastic and stones and re-grade the courtyard away from the house and that the plastic would stop the water that was left from seeping through. She told me that I'm stupid and that we needed to hire an excavator to come out and dig up the entire front of the house and re-seal our foundation. Something like that would easily cost $10,000 but my idea was around $300 for the plastic and the stones. I finally told her to shut up and stop bitching and that we're doing it my way. The whole time I was doing it she was calling me stupid and telling me it wouldn't work. Well guess what? It worked, we've had heavier rains than usual and haven't seen a drop of water.
The exact minute I started the dog started barking. She barked non-stop. At one point I walked away from the exam and went downstairs to find my wife's sister playing with the dog and getting it wound up in the living room. I asked again (very nicely mind you) to please keep it down and put the dog downstairs. I missed at least two questions doing this and the dog was STILL BARKING. I totally fuck up the interview so I'm LIVID. I come downstairs and ask my wife why in the everluvin' fuck she didn't put the dog downstairs? Her response was "I didn't know what you wanted me to do" after I plainly asked her in English to put the dogs downstairs. Then she immediately starts bawling her eyes out and saying how I should just get rid of her and that she's such a horrible person.
The rest of her family showed up for dinner but I was waaaaay too mad to stay but my car was parked in. I'm wearing shorts and a light long sleeve shirt and it's cold and rainy but I just left and walked about 3 miles to the closest bar.
Am I an asshole for not expecting her to put the dog in the basement? (it's about a 20lb cockapoo so it's not like I asked her to wrestler some behemoth downstairs). Or is she legitimately stupid?
For the record we had another dog years ago that loved drinking out of the toilet. She was so flabbergasted in how to get her to stop that she was looking up products you could spray on the toilet that would repel the dog. I told her that if we just closed the doors to the bathroom it would solve the problem.
Then another time we were getting water in the basement. She had dug up the courtyard in front of the house and had the dirt slanted right to the corner where the water came in. I told her I'd go buy some plastic and stones and re-grade the courtyard away from the house and that the plastic would stop the water that was left from seeping through. She told me that I'm stupid and that we needed to hire an excavator to come out and dig up the entire front of the house and re-seal our foundation. Something like that would easily cost $10,000 but my idea was around $300 for the plastic and the stones. I finally told her to shut up and stop bitching and that we're doing it my way. The whole time I was doing it she was calling me stupid and telling me it wouldn't work. Well guess what? It worked, we've had heavier rains than usual and haven't seen a drop of water.