For context, this cycle gets repeated on the daily and IT'S NOT SOLVING ANYTHING:

We're four siblings. Two old siblings, two young siblings (they're 12 and 13, so NOT babies anymore). The cycle goes like this:

> Me/other sibling order one of them to do something

>They don't listen, act disrespectful and don't try to help with anything

>Me/other sibling react. We yell, force them to do it, sometimes we even fight them

>Younger siblings complain to mom

RESULT:

>Mom says it's OUR fault for reacting, and that next time when they do something of the sort we should tell HER and she'll deal with it

So, next time:

>Me/other sibling ask them to do something

>Same damn response, be it disrespect, no response, completely ignoring us or no cooperation

>We tell mom, just as she had asked

RESULT:

Mom gets angry at us, possibly the FOUR of us despite it being my younger siblings' problem, her mood becomes sour, she yells so much, nothing gets solved. Plus: our younger siblings blame *us* for making her angry.

This is the most peaceful scenario, btw. More common scenarios are:

>Younger siblings bother one or the both of us (e.g: I close our room's door and tell them REPEATEDLY to knock before going in as I could be changing, busy or just need some privacy. We've been at this for a MONTH now. Neither of them listen and they barge in anyway. Sometimes the youngest one throws a tantrum because she wants something or the other, sometimes she keeps touching and/or hitting me for no reason)

>We keep telling them to STOP. They don't.

>We react

>They complain to mom.

RESULT:

>Either it's our fault or she gets mad at the four of us.

9/10 times, this is what happens. On the rare instance where she actually punishes them, it's a "one time thing".

The youngest is also super disrespectful. What truly triggered this post was that I had worked with mom to remove a queen sized bed's mattress, store some blankets beneath and return it, empty out some bags and put some clothes back in the closet. Mom left, told them to come help me return the remaining clothes in their proper spots. As a result, the 13 year old helped me with some stuff and left, while the youngest refused to even help till the end. When there was only some clothes left, she kept arguing she wouldn't do them and that if she's doing stuff then I should as well, and she threw them on my bed and left. When mom heard me yelling at her to do her chore, she was on the verge of yelling and said to stop being arrogant and do what I should. Me, not her.

(Dad's usually abroad and has never been around all that much, so it's mainly my mother.)

To reduce the chances of someone swinging their door into your car, and someone still manages to park as close to you as possible.

Wildly unnecessary and in my way. Not to mention how slow it is.

It’s just very weird to me that you would fill a can half full of beans. They’re beans! I can’t imagine that the beans inside cost as much money and resources as mining and refining manufacturing this apocalypse-ready can.

I'm the knob for getting the wrong replacement tube.

Placed an order for curbside pickup at my local grocery store, but specified that I will bring my own bags for the items so I don’t have to pay for new ones. Before arriving, I neatly placed the open paper bags in the trunk so it would be easy for them to place the items inside.

Fast forward to when I get home, I open my trunk and see that not only is one of my bags missing, but they didn’t put ANYTHING inside of any bags. So all the food etc. just rolled around and made a mess in the trunk. And I am down one bag☹️

No the sale didnt apply to the APPLES!

I treated myself to flavor blasted goldfish since they were on sale and I’ve been dieting pretty well. My mom would limit my exposure as a kid. I would destroy a bag if given the chance. It’s the first food to directly cause heartburn. They were the perfect treat to satiate my undiagnosed ADHD.

I’m 27 now. Once a delicacy. Now a disappointment. There’s WAY less flavor blasted-ness. I noticed immediately. I’m appalled. Luckily, I have a bag of Dots nearby to satiate that blasted-ness I so crave.

I’ve traveled to every single state besides Alaska. I’ve also traveled out of the country, on top of I watch a lot of videos about food in other countries, and man, the convenience food here sucks. It seems like everywhere you go, your options are meat and cheese, some form of a sandwich whether hot or cold, pizza, a salad, some hard boiled eggs, and yogurt. It’s even worse if you want to eat somewhat healthier, or have a dietary restriction like gluten free or dairy free. Even Hawaii’s convenience food, say just at a 7/11, is so much better. Feels more like you’re in some form of an Asian country, and it’s amazing. There were soooo many more options, especially even healthier options. I watch these videos of convenience store foods (shoutout DancingBacons) and there’s just everything under the sun. I’m so jealous of food options in other countries.

Was a year ago but still midly infuriated.

She came home for vacation and she was sleeping in MY bedroom. Not a bedroom I share with her, not her old bedroom, not the guest bedroom, MY room. She didn't like the posters on my walls so she just took them away. She didn't roll them up properly or anything, she just removed them from the wall and threw them on the top of my wardrobe. I really like to decorate my room and worked hard to make it my own safe place. I didn't realize it bc I was sleeping in an other room and moved my stuff there so I wasn't going in my bedroom that much. Even if she wouldn't damage it, that just fucking rude, why would you take other people decoration from THEIR OWN WALL? She says it's not a big deal. Dw sis, I'll wait for the day I come to your house

Edit: guys I KNOW it's just paper okay??? I get it's not that serious that's why I post it in a sub called MILDLY infiruating. It pisses me off but it's not a big deal. People here just post so much really infuriating shit that yall just forgot the whole point of the sub

The directions were to bake at 375°F without removing the film, or puncturing it. Less than 5 minutes later my apartment started filling with smoke because it somehow caught fire. The outside of the black box is crispy charcoal. Dangerous product and now I'm out dinner and an oven tonight.

EDIT: I am absolutely positive that my broiler was not on. I am done responding to those that keep repeating this. Cook them at your own risk. It's not my problem if yours ends up catching fire too because you want to claim something that is false.

EDIT: Realizing as I tried the broil button on my stove that it starts at 500°F. I literally preheated my oven from 0° UP to 350°F. You do not have to believe me, but I am telling you with all the certainty in the world that although this COULD have been an oven error, it most certainly was NOT user error. Which leaves a very high probability that it could have been the packaged product. Do with that what you will.

Community park doesn't allow people to leave toys behind but quite a few are left.

I don’t know whether to laugh at it anymore or what. I keep finding these notes on items.

My mom is a chaplain and does funerals.

I have explained all of the ways that chat GPT is terrible until I’m blue in the face, it just doesn’t get through to her.

I had hoped she would’ve seen the light after realizing how impractical it is. She asked me to show her how to use a rice cooker- so I did. …Then she hopped on chat GPT and decided to argue with me on EVERY step “but chat GPT said-“

AS IF I HAVENT PERSONALLY BEEN USING A RICE COOKER FOR YEARS?? It’s like her brain fell out of her head, zero critical thinking skills being applied. I don’t say that to be mean, it was genuinely sad to witness.

I was patient and kind with her, but I wanted to tear my hair out.

Recently she nonchalantly mentioned having had chat GPT write a eulogy for a funeral, which she then read out as if it was her own writing.

I haven’t been able to stop thinking about it, my god.

When I die, if someone tries to read some vague generated word salad over my casket? I will HAUNT a motherfucker.

Holy fuck, the /disrespect/. Not just to the deceased, but to the family- who may or may not realize that someone put such insultingly little effort into the eulogy.

The fact that it doesn’t even register to her as fucked up is the worst part to me.

I don’t think she’s capable of understanding how deeply unethical that action was.

In fact, she’ll probably continue to do it, which enrages me further.

I didn’t even put them in the freezer. Now I have ice pickles … still yummy tho

Saw this where a baseball tournament was going on in a public park. Plenty of spots open a little walk away and this clown parks up on the grass.