Oh dear. My mother has discovered that "Date My Single Kid" site. She says she's just looking for someone for my sister, because I've got enough going on in my life right now, but she keeps finding people that she thinks will be perfect for me.
Spike's Bitches 45: That sure as hell wasn't in the brochure.
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If people call me Andy I simply don't respond.
I also plot their demise.
I'm pretty sure anyone who thinks this should get punched in the head. And not in a fun way.
Wait, what?
There's a fun way?
Dammit, honey. Why is it you only show up in here when I am bitching about my MiL?? Do you have some sort of strange "Mother Smack Talking" alarm in your head? And if so, how do you sleep when it goes off all the time?
Baby, why do you think I'm so tired?
"I know she's crazy. Nigh on forty years I've known her. You got NOTHING. Go back to sleep."
Poor baby. You want we should get it disconnected? By which I mean our phone and email connections?
There's a fun way?
I'm going on the assumption that There's A Kink For That applies to almost any pain-inducing activity I can think of, including head punching.
Poor baby. You want we should get it disconnected? By which I mean our phone and email connections?
Sure. While we're at it, why don't we cut off our arms and legs and gouge out our eyes?
Because that would put a damper on our sex life and I'm only willing to go so far in our quest to ignore your mother.
Health~ma, Aims.
Vortex, the stuff withyour mother sounds really frustrating. And highly inconsiderate.
I'm pretty sure anyone who thinks this should get punched in the head. And not in a fun way.
Yep. That. You completely have the right to choose who gets to touch you.
Is it irrational to NOT want certain people to call you by a nickname? A nickname that several others use regularly? And not so much people as one person?
Not at all. I had this at one place where I worked. A few of my co-teachers were my friends. They called me Nay, as many of my friends do. Other teachers, including the managers, then started shortening my name too. I was too timid to tell them it was freaking me out to have my managers call me by my friends-only nickname. I'm just glad the students never picked up on it.
You mentioned once that you prefer to be called William in person, and so when I've seen you in person, I've done that (even if my brain is still calling you billytea, it's INSIDE). Because that's what you prefer.
I can see that. I, too, am not really an 'answers to both in person' type. First gathering of online friends I was at, I forgot to respond to 'Seska' so many times, they gave up.
The nickname weirdness may go back to high school, where my name was the source of much amusement. Ah, high school.