I was both physically exhausted and emotionally drained after playing Lamont to my brother's Fred last night ...When the night finally ended, and we were in the truck headed home, I made the mistake of mentioning that fact, adding that I'm "getting too old for this shit" ... I guess I knew what his response would be, but after the words escaped my mouth, it was too late ...He began by informing me of how early his day usually starts and how busy he stays with stuff like driving the parental unit to various Dr. appointments, and to the grocery store etc., not to mention how much "running around" he does buying his junk to re-sell etc. etc.

In my weakened condition, all I could do was mention the 8 hours of hard physical labor I had already done before jumping into his truck for a 2 hour drive, only to be faced with even more physical labor, unloading and then reloading junk over the course of 5 more hours.

Looking back, I suppose that statement made matters even worse, because then he sarcastically mentioned the 5 hours he spent loading the trailer in the first place.

I really should have known better than to mention being worn out, because just days ago, after last week's auction,for no particular reason, he went into a long drawn out rant about how proud he is that nobody has ever been able to quote: "work him down"

In my mind, I had 5 options last night ...

1. Tell him to go fuck himself and to never call me again.

2. I could have pointed out that, at least for most of our adult years I've known him as my brother,
the most work I've ever seen him do, is strut around, barking out orders to people doing the bulk of the grunt work (people like me)

3. I could have reminded him of the fact he's no spring chicken anymore, and he now has a serious heart condition,and so it's quite possible, if I set my mind to it, I could indeed "work him down" ...I could have gone on to say that the main reason I agreed to help him with various projects lately is mainly to prevent him from killing himself prematurely with a massive heart attack, since after all, it was he who approached me about quote: "needing help" ...It wasn't like I went to him and said, "Hey, I need to make a few extra bucks, you need a helper?" ...Well, ok, I did that, but in my defense, that was several years ago.

4.Lie:Boost his already self inflicted over-inflated ego by saying something like, "You're right! What was I thinking? After all these years, you're still the "King of hard work" and I'm still just a "Big Pussy".

5.(This is the one I went with)
Clam up: Snicker to myself and think, "You poor ignorant fuck, this is just step 1 of me turning in my resignation notice."

My immediate family seem to have "tunnel vision" (even the ones who can actually see)
My big brother may have almost 7 years on me, but that doesn't necessarily mean I'm still a "young man".
I'm at a point in my life where I refuse to continue allowing their ignorance to gradually kill me, along with themselves.
  


Edited 4 times by 1LewdDude Apr 7 15 4:01 AM.