Grrrrr!!! Rant!!!
After the last couple of weeks of coming home to find old misery-guts asleep on the sofa, I had taken to staying at my Mum's until just before seven with the kids so that they can carry on playing for a bit and being normal kids.
This evening though, misery-guts was awake. I was supposed to psychically know this apparently. I got a phone call at 6.50pm from him asking if I was planning on bringing the kids back any time soon so he could spend some time with them.
When I came through the door at 7pm he started bleating about me getting into the habit of not bringing them back til "8pm" every night.
Erm... What?? Gemima is in bed by 7.30pm having her story which I read to her.
Anyhow - he didn't want to listen to the fact that he is usually asleep and started his usual trick of repeating himself 50 times to make sure I got the point.
Not wanting to be lectured and equally not wanting to allow him to piss me off to the point where I tell him where to shove his stupid head, I said "yeah - I get it!".
To which his response was to inform me that its a good job I get it because he was going to phone the solicitor tomorrow to complain that the kids are not coming home until late every night and I am not letting him spend time with them!
Oooohhh - I'm scared! He's telling on me!
What fucking planet is he living on?!
Wanker! Can't wait til he's gone!!!
Stupid shit like that is the reason NOBODY wants to be around him.
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