Postby aadarshinah » Wed Oct 06, 2010 1:45 am
The sad part is, my brother wants the cats to hate him. I try to pet them, they walk away. He yells at them, chases them out of his room, ignores them, etc, and they end up always in his room, rubbing up against his legs while he plays his computer and meowing. Or rubbing against his controler as he plays Halow - which is hillarious to see, especially when it causes him to give away his postion in the game.
But, no. Be glad you don't have people like that in your life, WG. At my HS graduation, I was forced to interact with my grandparents. They saw my class ring and, rather than ooh-and-awing over it as you might expect, they asked me what I would do when I got married, as I was wearing the ring, naturally, on my ring finger... One of the many reasons I no longer talk to them.