Jack Hinks (dangerous_beans) wrote in bitches_r_us,
Jack Hinks
dangerous_beans
bitches_r_us

The conclusion has been reached that the boy is a jerk.

I'm sure after ranting about him for a little while and then sleeping I'll feel differently tomorrow. But for tonight he's the world's biggest dorkjerk. The bug that crawled up his ass apparently was a stick-bug that morphed into the BIG GIANT TREE BUG OF DOOOOOM!

We got into a really petty argument at the end of the night (Just a few minutes ago 'cause he had to go to work) after he helped me fix my computer. Sort of. Here.

Beginning at the beginning, I had jury duty today, came home and saw his Mom was online. We talked about Christmas and stuff, while I was on the phone with the boy. She makes me laugh, because, well, she's a lot like me in that she things presents should be surprises and not necessarily practical. Chris is... very precise and practical. He has a hard time thinking up surprises. Which means he's very good with machines and computers.

Herein is the rub. I'm not. Like, at all. It took me _months_ to figure out LJ cut tags/security etc. So he offered, to help me fix my recently repaired computer. I would have eventually been able to do or/just done it when I got tired of MSIE crashing and dealing with an old version of messenger. I can do it, it just takes me a while to adapt to computer changes. I get impatient when he tries to help because he knows what he's doing and expects ME to, when I have a deep-seated loathing for machines which makes HIM impatient because he's "helping" me and I should know what he's talking about.

So I got snappy because something didn't work. He heaved a sigh and said "I should have known I would get this reaction from you." ... Excuse me now? Who asked for help? No, I didn't. Made me even more fun to deal with (I really feel bad for tech support people. I mean if I behave this badly with my sweetheart who I love and respect (and currently want to throttle)... they must get some pretty rank calls). Instead of letting me take my own sweet time to get my icons and my browser and my instachat programmes to MY specs, he offered to help. And then got snappy at me for reacting exactly the same way I always react to this particular stimulus. I even remembered to thank him for his help this time, because he did help.

"So I'm kind of wondering what bug crawled up your ass and died, because I'm not sure exactly what happened that caused to you be snappy with me. Did I say something to Donna that you think I shouldn't have? Or is it just because you had to deal with me dealing with computers, because if it was that, I would have eventually gotten the icons to be as I wanted."

Which got a reaction of "I didn't know I was being snappy." *blink* You... didn't know that you were being snappy when you called me back up after the bug comment to ask me what my problem was? Or when you got all huffy and "I should've known..." or when you said "Right." in the tone of voice that closes down any sort of civil communication on my end? That's unknowing?

I'm not sure if I want to kick him in the shin or laugh. I'm guilty of acting passive-aggressive like this. It's just that I'm such quicksilver in moods and reactions that by tomorrow this will have been resolved to my satisfaction and it'll be days before Chris is finished processing whatever is bugging him. Hopefully it won't mutate into a tree. And until I wake up tomorrow morning, he's still a jerk. *grin*
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