Post by Anne on Dec 19, 2008 2:23:54 GMT -5
This is a long, long rant about my brother full of curses. I just need it off my chest because I'm stewing in this painful mixture of loathing, pissed-offness and anxiety.
My 30-year-old brother decided he was going to use my computer and my internet so that he can spend the nighttime hours I'm not online being a douche on facebook, looking up whatever old friends of his aren't dead or in jail. Now I had thought that previous, subtle ploys of ensuring the computer couldn't be accessed without a pass word once put to sleep would have been blatantly obvious sign enough that a). I don't want him on my computer and b). I don't want him on my internet. If the ploys weren't enough I had hoped that flat-out refusals toward giving him his own login would have been enough. But no.
So last night he announces his plans to 'get in touch' with his reject past, many people of whom I know my mother doesn't wan't in this house be it physically or through the internet. Now something you have to understand about my brother is he cannot accept 'no' as an answer. He just keeps talking over you because if he talks enough then eventually you'll have to agree because his plans are faultless.
Once he's done telling me about how 'benefitial' facebook will be with him, I glare at him, play fine and then I went to the kitchen, pretended like I was getting a drink of water, and I pulled the internet cable out of the connection then put it back in so it LOOKED like it was plugged in. I then told him that if 'those lights' in the modem are off then that means it can't connect to the internet providor and that they're probably down. He says fine, he can wait, and he goes to his room. I then pass word protect it and go to bed.
I did not realize he knew my mum's pass word. He got into her login and got into facebook anyway, because both of our accounts are admins and you can't put a parental control on admin accounts. I HAD hoped I could get through this this surreptitiously, make it too hard for him and then he would just give up. No, I have to outwardly be a blatant bitch and change my mother's password AND put the computer to sleep every time I leave it while he's home so he'll get the message YOU AREN'T WELCOME TO USE THIS.
What you have to understand is, I'm not a selfish, spiteful person. I get possessive over things but I will share them with those I think will care for them. My brother is incapable of caring for anything. Material items mean absolutely nothing to him and he will trash them and not even blink. All my disney VHS? 'Borrowed' to be copied for a friend and never seen again. $300 worth of novels? Taken from my room without permission in pristine condition and returned in the state of a 50-year-old library book (I love my books and a piece of me died to see a whole collection come back yellow, spines bent, covered in food and ash when he even noted 'wow, your books don't even look like they've been read' - BECAUSE I LIKE THEM THAT WAY YOU INCOSIDERATE ASS). Since he's been here our bills have quadrupled and the house STINKS because he thinks its okay to smoke in the toilet and while he showers. He flicks ash everywhere and throws butts in my mother's beloved garden and all under the excuse of 'its habit'. If there is something I cherish he's managed to wreck it with his blithe, infuriating disconcern and you can't tell him no, stop, because HE DOESNT LISTEN.
Anyway I went to sleep after changing the settings and then I woke up briefly and heard my mother say '... its her computer and its really all she's got' - which means he finally noticed. I asked my mum later and she said he was all hurt and shit because he lets me use his big TV. Huge whoop, pay me back for all the stuff you've destroyed, clean up after yourself, pay more board and own up to stealing that $400 from mum's account the other week and maybe we'll be on par. But the thing is, I don't do it to be rude and it does upset me that I've hurt him, but he's such an asswipe that I can't do it any other way.
Besides, he doesn't wash his hands after going to the toilet and I don't want to have to wash my mouse and keyboard every time he uses it because both are made from a plastic that really catches anything that is on the hands. I've actually found my mouse BLACK after he used it once.
I don't want to be the horrible little sister who doesn't share and I don't want to be perceived that way either. My mother's youngest brother, he was a total jerk, got spoilt rotten and screwed everyone over, so I'm always in this constant fear that I will be likened to him when I'm really not. I've tried to be nice but all my brother does is push and push and push and now I can't stop HATING him.
BLAH. BLAH. BLAH. BLAH. BLAH.
My 30-year-old brother decided he was going to use my computer and my internet so that he can spend the nighttime hours I'm not online being a douche on facebook, looking up whatever old friends of his aren't dead or in jail. Now I had thought that previous, subtle ploys of ensuring the computer couldn't be accessed without a pass word once put to sleep would have been blatantly obvious sign enough that a). I don't want him on my computer and b). I don't want him on my internet. If the ploys weren't enough I had hoped that flat-out refusals toward giving him his own login would have been enough. But no.
So last night he announces his plans to 'get in touch' with his reject past, many people of whom I know my mother doesn't wan't in this house be it physically or through the internet. Now something you have to understand about my brother is he cannot accept 'no' as an answer. He just keeps talking over you because if he talks enough then eventually you'll have to agree because his plans are faultless.
Once he's done telling me about how 'benefitial' facebook will be with him, I glare at him, play fine and then I went to the kitchen, pretended like I was getting a drink of water, and I pulled the internet cable out of the connection then put it back in so it LOOKED like it was plugged in. I then told him that if 'those lights' in the modem are off then that means it can't connect to the internet providor and that they're probably down. He says fine, he can wait, and he goes to his room. I then pass word protect it and go to bed.
I did not realize he knew my mum's pass word. He got into her login and got into facebook anyway, because both of our accounts are admins and you can't put a parental control on admin accounts. I HAD hoped I could get through this this surreptitiously, make it too hard for him and then he would just give up. No, I have to outwardly be a blatant bitch and change my mother's password AND put the computer to sleep every time I leave it while he's home so he'll get the message YOU AREN'T WELCOME TO USE THIS.
What you have to understand is, I'm not a selfish, spiteful person. I get possessive over things but I will share them with those I think will care for them. My brother is incapable of caring for anything. Material items mean absolutely nothing to him and he will trash them and not even blink. All my disney VHS? 'Borrowed' to be copied for a friend and never seen again. $300 worth of novels? Taken from my room without permission in pristine condition and returned in the state of a 50-year-old library book (I love my books and a piece of me died to see a whole collection come back yellow, spines bent, covered in food and ash when he even noted 'wow, your books don't even look like they've been read' - BECAUSE I LIKE THEM THAT WAY YOU INCOSIDERATE ASS). Since he's been here our bills have quadrupled and the house STINKS because he thinks its okay to smoke in the toilet and while he showers. He flicks ash everywhere and throws butts in my mother's beloved garden and all under the excuse of 'its habit'. If there is something I cherish he's managed to wreck it with his blithe, infuriating disconcern and you can't tell him no, stop, because HE DOESNT LISTEN.
Anyway I went to sleep after changing the settings and then I woke up briefly and heard my mother say '... its her computer and its really all she's got' - which means he finally noticed. I asked my mum later and she said he was all hurt and shit because he lets me use his big TV. Huge whoop, pay me back for all the stuff you've destroyed, clean up after yourself, pay more board and own up to stealing that $400 from mum's account the other week and maybe we'll be on par. But the thing is, I don't do it to be rude and it does upset me that I've hurt him, but he's such an asswipe that I can't do it any other way.
Besides, he doesn't wash his hands after going to the toilet and I don't want to have to wash my mouse and keyboard every time he uses it because both are made from a plastic that really catches anything that is on the hands. I've actually found my mouse BLACK after he used it once.
I don't want to be the horrible little sister who doesn't share and I don't want to be perceived that way either. My mother's youngest brother, he was a total jerk, got spoilt rotten and screwed everyone over, so I'm always in this constant fear that I will be likened to him when I'm really not. I've tried to be nice but all my brother does is push and push and push and now I can't stop HATING him.
BLAH. BLAH. BLAH. BLAH. BLAH.
but also because she respects it.
Aren't they illegal?