My dad drives me insane with this.
“Just a drop of water”
“Just the tiniest glass of water”
I fill him up a bloody pint glass.
Also, if I ask if he wants tea or coffee. There is the palaver of “oh, which ever one is easiest”
Me: “it’s pouring hot water on either a teabag or coffee. The jars are next to each other. Which do you want?”
Him: “Don’t go to any trouble, which ever is easiest” this will go on and on.
I’ve taken to making him both, I haven’t got time to deal with it.
We also have the same with the light.
Me “do you want the light on or off”
him “I don’t mind, what ever is easiest”
Me “I’m standing next to the light switch. On or off. It’s not a trick question”
him “what ever is easiest for you”
Sleep with the bloody light on then.
For my dad it’s attention seeking twattery though. It’s never yes or no. It’s always drawn out, he’s always been like this.
Now my the dickhead that I married, he makes half a cup of tea.
When I ask him why, it’s always “”sometimes you leave some, it’s a waste to make a whole cup”.
A waste of what? A little bit more water? A thimble full of milk?
I look him in the eye as I pour it down the sink and make my own large cup to show him
what waste looks like.
(I sound like a wanker. I am).