Originally Posted by Eddie Badger:
“My mum does that. She is incapable of being quiet
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Being annoying seems to be in the genes, my brother is the same and has two ex-wives because of it. I've a couple of cousins who are like that too, one has been fired from numerous jobs and has had the crap kicked out of him umpteen times because he just can't stop annoying people.”
My mum and dad love watching Gogglebox. Probably because it reminds them of themselves. Never watched the programme but seen clips of it and quite honestly, I'd have to kill all the people on that show if they lived with me.
How can anyone live with a person who wont shut up when you're trying to watch a film or tv programme? What is it with some people they can't live without being constantly noisy or jabbering on about utter rubbish or tapping, shuffling, rustling or banging something. Some people need tying up and gagging.
This is the main reason that I don't go to the cinema. People who can't keep still, shut up, stop fiddling with their phone, eating noisily, rustling packets, slurping drinks, getting up to go the toilet every few minutes, fidgeting about and banging the back of your seat etc etc. and it's not like you can even pause and rewind it when some idiot manages to interrupt or talk all over the one bit you needed to hear.
My parents sound like your family. My mum has her own tv in her bedroom where she goes to get away from my dad who never shuts up for one second whenever the tv is on but she leaves her bedroom door open with her tv turned up full blast. The only time the house is quiet is when they go out. In fact the only time he ever gives his mouth a rest is when he's sleeping but my mum is almost as bad. I can't stand being round their house cos it's constant chatter and noise and shouting to one another from one room to the next cos they're all too lazy to get up and walk into the next room to have a conversation.
Whenever my dad comes in the house he has to ring the doorbell several times even though he's got his own key because he thinks it's funny to disturb people for the sheer fun of it. He'll then walk in to the lounge where I'm trying to see the important end of a film or tv programme and stick his freezing cold hands down my neck exclaiming how it's cold outside, again to be purposely annoying and then comes the non stop jabbering about what he's done and who he's bumped into down town as he wanders about in front of the tv like he doesn't give a shit if anyone's watching it before disappearing into the kitchen to make a brew where he clatters and bangs cupboards and rattles cups. He'll then come in to the lounge, grab the remote and say, "Are you watching this cos the football results are on now". To which I reply, "Yes actually I AM trying to watch this!!" whereby he takes absolutely no notice and keeps trying to talk to me. If I tell him to shut up and be quiet he takes offense and tells me to go somewhere else if I want to watch tv or to go in another room even though I was here first. They're the same around our house. They'll ring the bell like mad before letting themselves in then it's constant full volume chatter until they finally take the hint and leave whereby my ears are ringing and I have to take two paracetamol for my headache.
They seem totally incapable of just sitting in peaceful silence and doing a crossword or reading a book. There has to be two televisions blasting out in the house like constant background noise as they can't help but chatter all over it.
How on Earth my dad hasn't been punched in the face by members of the public I'll never know. He not only suffers from major verbal diarrhoea and a gossip spreader but is deliberately annoying, awkward, offensively outspoken and argumentative and refuses to be told anything as he thinks he knows it all. You NEVER tell my parents ANYTHING unless you want the entire world to know. I've always said you can put my dad in a room on his own and he'll manage to fall out with himself. My parents are just an utter pair of gobshites.
Thank goodness I don't have to live with them anymore. Last time I lived with my parents I ended up punching my dad so hard I broke one of his ribs because he'd annoyed me so much. The guy is an absolute dick of the first order.