I find it amazing that women all have the same strange things that they do that irritate me.
My mother, sister and missus all don't understand the words
"I don't know". They can ask a question which I don't know the answer to which of course I will respond with " I don't know" and they will ask it again and again, sometimes rephrasing it slightly or changing the tone of their voice to get the same answer.
Why do they do it. If they go on long enough it annoys me to the point of shouting at them and then I get it in the neck for being angry at something they caused.
Why can't they admit to doing something wrong. Even when it is clearly their fault they just won't and manage to twist it around to being mine.
Today I took the washing out of the machine to find that the jeans I had worn on the beach on Saturday had been put through without checking the pockets.
However, the missus had checked the fucking pockets and removed my lost keys and USB the night before and proudly told me I had left them in their when I was drunk. Why in christs name did she not check the other pockets is beyond me. Of course it is somehow my fault for not checking my own pockets in time before they went in the machine. Even though there was no opportunity for me to check them since they were removed and checked partially by her before I even knew they had been washed.
I can remember my mother reversing a car into a gatepost in France and somehow managing to turn the blame onto my father. Not sure how she managed that but she did.
Are they genetically programmed to behave like thisor is it just a way of breaking us and making me weak.