So it's been a while since I've had a rant about Reuben on here. I think it's time. Yes, yes it is.
So, I made plans with my mom to have her pick me up, go vote, and then we would have dinner and eat junk food while watching the polls come in. My mom and I always watch the polls come in. Have since Clinton's first election.
So she picks me up, we go vote, and we head to her house. Reuben is there writing a paper on the computer, listening to music with CNN on mute. I notice they are talking about the elections and ask if I can turn up the sound, which my mother says yes to.
Reuben says I can only turn on the sound if I don't watch CNN.
I inform him that I came over to watch CNN and the elections.
And all he says is "Well, I think there is a TV in the other room."
Which of course pisses me off. We've had these plans for weeks and he knows it.
So I just tell my mom I'm leaving and go to pack up some laundry I'd left there.
So what was different about this offence?
My mom was more furious than I was.
She came into my old bedroom and started doing that pacing whisper rant about Reuben acting like an ass just because he has a paper due. Like the world is supposed to stop just for him because he is in a bad mood.
So I told her just to tell him that. He can use a computer at the library if he is that hard up for one. Hell, she has work to do on it anyways.
Which of course gets a "I won't talk to him with you here."
Translation: I'm mad but won't say anything.
We ended up sitting in my old bedroom watching the polls. And everytime I ventured out to get something I gace the death glare. I didn't want Reuben to break tradition with my mom. I was nervous it would jinx the elections or something.