Monday, June 17, 2019

I'm Pretty Sure He Walked 20 Miles To School, Uphill Both Ways, In A Blizzard, 365 Days A Year

We spent the pre-weekend on the edge of Oklahoma, having CasinoPalooza 5 with The Pony, my sister the ex-mayor's wife, and her husband. We had a pretty good time, but I was reminded of what annoys me about Farmer H.

HA HA HA! As if I could only pick ONE thing that annoys me most!

This time, if was his penchant for always turning an issue into a competition. He's the best at something, or has it the worst. Here's the latest example.

When we met for breakfast Friday morning, the Ex-Mayor, as a conversation starter, asked me, "Did you sleep well?"

"No. Not really."

Of course Farmer H wedged himself into the discussion.

"Huh. You sure were sleeping every time I woke up!"

Let the record show that I went up to the room at 3:30 a.m. When I made the reservation, I was told that they had no non-smoking rooms left. So we got a smoker. I crawled into bed with smooshy pillows and sheets that shot blue sparks of electricity every time I turned over. I was up at 4:30, 5:30, and 6:30 for the bathroom. There was no change in Farmer H's breather breathing as I climbed out of and into the bed. In addition, I was woken twice when Farmer H got up for the bathroom. I could prove it by describing the sounds I heard coming from there, but I won't. Just because I was laying with my back to him does not mean I was asleep. I got up at 7:30 when the alarm went off. So in my opinion, I did not sleep well.

Farmer H, on the other hand, went to bed around 10:30. Got up at 8:00. But of course, in his mind, I had a better night's sleep than he did. He, the poor thing, had a terrible night.

Oh, and the Ex-Mayor? He said he slept like a baby. Their room was in the new tower, non-smoking.

3 comments:

Sioux Roslawski said...

And I'm sure he carried a hot baked potato in his hands going uphill to school (to Keep his hands warm) and then ate the spud for lunch.

Yes, we have the same fun "contest" here sometimes. My hubby thinks the biggest whiner is the winner.

River said...

I really hate the one-upmanship that some people always go for. They NEED to have the most congratulations or the most sympathy and so on. He'll probably claim he woke up every time you got up.

Hillbilly Mom said...

Sioux,
In keeping with his self-bestowed title of Most Miserable, I'm pretty sure Farmer H's potato was COLD, and he had to crunch it unpeeled to eat it. Heh, heh. The Biggest Whiner.

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River,
Even if he woke up every time, he still had those five hours of uninterrupted slumber before I came back to the room. Which of course don't seem to count.