In a fit of pique...

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What is your most irrational moment? Or are you cool and collected?

I have just came home from work and shopping and DC were doing nothing. I have bad period pains and a backache and DD16 had left school her school shoes slap bang in the middle of the kitchen floor. They are black and the floor is black and I had shopping bags and tripped on them

I threw them into the middle of the lawn in my fit of pique

It is not that I am OCD tidy but middle of the kitchen floor?!

I did pick them up so she never knew

I once chucked a cake into the compost bin after it didn't come away from the pan properly. 😳 I had to bake another one as I had promised that I would, but the many layers of that cake have me the rage!

When ex-husband turned up to collect the last of his stuff I was ironing in the bedroom, beside an open window because it was a nice sunny day. I didn't go down but threw the laundry basket with his socks and pants, that I'd washed through force of habit, down onto the pavement.

Followed it with 'And as she's getting all your time and sexual energy, she can do your fucking ironing as well' and threw the iron out of the window. It landed at his feet and smashed into about a million bits.

A few days later my DM was visiting and helping with some chores. She asked where the iron she'd bought me was so I explained it got broken. She was furious. I told her it got broken when I virtually threw it at the ex. 'Oh, that's okay then' she said. And bought me a new one the following day.

I had a right old dong sing with my boyfriend for no reason as we were unpacking our food shopping. I was so angry I lifted the jar of silver skin pickled onions out of the shopping, UNDID THE LID, and threw them at him!

It was epic! I then marched out of the flat and had a drink at the bar opposite.

We were finding onions for a long time after that.

Cut a foam toy sword that was causing arguments in half with my giant sewing shears. I had issued 2 stern warnings, so I had to follow through. Their little faces were like this > for about 2 seconds before the wailing and “I hate yous” started. It was so worth it though. I only had to mention it to break up any toy dispute for about 6 months afterwards.

Ding dong!

Reminds me about a post on here a few years back where, if I remember correctly, the OP heard her teenage son calling her a bitch to his online gaming friends. I recall she grabbed his headphones and x box and tossed them out of his bedroom window.

Oh yeah, it had a hard plastic core so I had to snap it over my bent knee to properly break it in half. It was deeply satisfying.

I threw a Le Creuset pan at dh once. We were having a heated discussion - he was standing at the kitchen door, and I was by the sink. I had a choice of either a pint glass or the biggest pan to hurl at him - and I chose the pan because the glass would have broken and gone everywhere, but I thought that a cast iron pan would be a) indestructible and b) too heavy for me to throw far enough to hit dh, so I thought I would make my point without causing any damage.

I was partly right - I couldn’t throw it very far at all - but it was not indestructible - the handle broke right off.

The worst thing was it was my biggest pan, and I used it quite often - I really missed that pan.

Wow. Some of you are a tad scary 😳😳

I honestly can’t think of anything I’ve done. I’m a bit sensitive about destroying or wasting things though.

I’m going to think on this and see if I can remember anything I’ve done...🤔

fluffy. I NEED to know what the cat scratching posts crime was!!

My mum has terrible aim but one time in a fit of pique she threw a trainer across the room. She wasn’t even looking, just launched it over her shoulder.

Hit my sister square in the throat! She felt absolutely awful obviously but now we laugh about it!

I once got the rage in a discussion about the new kitchen we were planning and channeled it all into my right hand which was holding a pen. The pen snapped and a great arc of black ink sprayed all over the ceiling, walls and sofa.

A neighbour had moved out and put all of their non-recyclable filth in my recycling bin on bin day. I screamed and kicked it over and kicked it several times for good measure. By now my tainted recycling and the filth were all over the road.

So I had to pick it up and sort it out as best I could between the bins. A woman came past and asked if someone had done it to my bins so I said I'd kicked it over and she scarpered.

On a monthly basis one of my DDs will refuse to carry their school bag and will pass it to me. I just drop it where it is and walk off; I have bags of my own to carry. Recently I've been on crutches (tripped over DD2) and the little bugger was still trying to get me to carry her stuff. DD2 (8) called me 'lazy' still on the crutches and I yelled at her for 10 minutes straight in public.

Thomas the Tank fucking Engine.

I felt bad. I love Thomas.

When XH walked out on me I hurled his favourite mug out of the window into the garden. I had to clean it up sharpish so DDog didn't step on the bits!

@Moose I remember this thread. I was applauding the woman for sorting out her son when a bunch of MNetters gave her dressing down!

I was sick of DP's unwashed greasy frying pan in my way after days, so put it in the garden. He was livid.

I threw a hairbrush down the hallway (can't remember why) and it chipped the plastic frame on the front door. put some masking tape over the hole and dh didn't notice. but it taunted me til we replaced the door.

Husbands old fucking dinosaur laptop. It was too sllooooow and made me so angry i smashed it.
He doesnt update software at all. It was almost as bad as the days of dial up

My dad kept throwing his smelly socks at me repeatedly. I just flipped and set fire to them in the garden on the patio. They were smouldering for ages.

My marriage was failing partly due to abuse. He was constantly using the computer for porn and talking to other women.... I left him. When I returned to the house to collect my stuff when he was out I saw the computer just sitting there..... It was one of those old fashioned, big bulky hard drive. I went out to the shed and got the sledge hammer and had myself a smashing good time!! 😂

I have lost my temper with a random melamine bowl that I kept dropping. I hurled it across the kitchen in defiance and it smashed to bits. I instantly regretted it, it was a nice bowl. I didn’t think it would break so easily.

See, I feel guilty at not replacing DD's trainers because I forgot to tell her to get them out of the bin.
I'm kicking myself as money is a bit tight at the moment.
She won't be getting replacements right away anyway as she's been a little horror lately. She has a birthday coming up. Maybe she can put birthday money towards them.

He loves this game. He’s a good boy, always waits to be given the treat by stressy mum, never assumes he can have them 👍

Wow. Some of you are a tad scary

@IncrediblySadToo most of my 'fits of pique' pre-date my learning about PMDD. Now that I can name the all-consuming, blinding mist of rage that sometimes descends, I tend to be able to replace the rage with a quiet, whole body sob in the bathroom check myself before the rage kicks in.

Cut dd's umbrella buggy clean in half.
It was stored at inlaws house and I'd repeatedly caught Mil pushing dd down to the shop in it when she was about five or six. I walked into the house, retrieved it from the cupboard, pulled scissors from my bag and cut in clean in half then left.

I also plonked dd in the shower once fully clothed. She'd refused to get in, I told her if she didn't by the count of three she was going in as she was. She uttered the fateful words 'you wouldn't dare'. Not my finest hour but by God was she a wilful child at times.....no idea where she gets it from.