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[DukesOfTripHazard]

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I've got a black biker jacket I bought years ago from Whistles. Sadly, it's in the loft and I can't persuade DP to go and get it. He goes into a super-grump, if I suggest it. Does anyone else have a grumpy DP? I realised when he came home from work yesterday, and rabbited on about what we'd done that day, that if I didn't speak, he probably wouldn't say a word to me all night. I may do an experiment.

I try not to take it personally, but it's hard. And he does it to DS, too, which I hate.

Dp isn't super grumpy, but can go days without speaking more than is absolutely necessary....ds and I make up for him :)

DH is not usually grumpy, but he never listens to anything we say.

Unless it's about sport

That jacket is fantastic.

DH is mostly very cheerful and chatty which is lovely.

Dukes! How are ya? And how's your mum?

I am very grumpy this evening, due largely to one of today's interviewees being a bit rude to me (no, funnily enough, he didn't get the job). But my grumpiness is not a patch on DH's.

DH is very sunny-natured, but this is because he has exceptionally selective hearing: he just tunes out everything that might possibly be annoying to him. Great for him - extremely enraging for everybody else. "I don't remember you asking me to do ..." "Nobody reminded me to do ..." "You never said you didn't like ..." etc etc

MrsS, I am v. surprised that one of your interviewees dared to be rude to you.

Stropps I am with you, I have this image of MrsS being very, well, headmistressish and you wouldn't dare be rude. :)
Dp went to drop visa applications off today and overheard a couple where he had obviously booked and either a. Forgot about visas b. did it and didn't realise visas were required. Convo along the lines of 'but we are flying midday Friday' dp said there was no love in the room :)

Ho yes, the "I don't remember/you didn't remind me to..." I get that too.

Strops - I was playing "Mrs Nice" on the interview panel. Until that point. It's not terribly sensible, is it, to piss off the person interviewing you? He really was quite arsey. The last person we turned down for a job accused me of "firing questions at her non-stop." Well that will be because you didn't answer the question we asked you, so we had to ask lots and lots of supplementary questions to extract the information. We could have just stopped at the point where you couldn't answer the question, but we thought we would give you the chance to answer it properly.

MrsS, do you think he suddenly decided he didn't want the job? And then was arsey to amuse himself. Actually, I'm maybe basing that on my observations of ds(6)...

Blackduck - at "there was no love in the room". That would have been one baaaaaaaad row later on.

My brother went for a job years ago (lecturing) and as there was an internal candidate decided it was a foregone conclusion (usually is) so when he was asked about the merits of a particular text book (written by a member of faculty) gave his full and frank opinion and......... Got the job :)

Stropps - dp said it started with her saying 'sit there' in an seriously pussed off tone and then when they were called they were in the next booth to him.....guy was in serious trouble :)

at interviewee moaning about having "questions fired at her".

In our house I'm the moody, cranky one. People ask DH how he copes with me, and tell him what a saint he must be.

Actually, we are a definite case of "opposites attract". I look at someone like my BIL, who is as opinionated and bolshy as me, and think it would be hell to be married to him. DH is altogether more malleable and does what I tell him chilled and laid-back.

CV sounds a bit like me and dp. He is very chilled and laid back, and my family think the sun shines - however, you can't get him to do something he really doesn't want to do!
Am wondering if couple managed to get their visas for tomorrow :)
MrsS - i :) at the 'firing questions' line, what did she think she was doing there? It was an interview after all......

Love, love, love the Ariat boots, Strops, am . Totally worth the £ apparently and that is from my BIL's partner who works in horse-type places and manages a country supplies/clothing store. He says Ariat boots last longer than anything else, even when covered in horse pee.

I am the quiet one in our house - I just like silence. I'm sure one of the reasons al three of my kids were slow to talk was because I didn't chat to them enough - I did talk to them, obviously, but was never able to sustain that constant toddler talk that other mothers seemed so good at . Dh is not mega-chatty, but compared to me he is Graham Norton. And ds2 baffles us with his constant chat, questions, remarks, observations and general verbal diarrhoea. This was the kid who could barely say Mummy on his 3rd birthday.

All plans for pre-Xmas diet have been blown by a jar of these which have been left at the office by a client as an early Xmas gift...

Big mistake. I went into the 2nd hand clothes shop in town today, the one that had the lovely suede biker jacket I lusted after.....and the jacket is still there!

It would be a stupid purchase at this time of year, not nearly warm enough, and I can't afford it (repeat 100 times.....).

Cv its destiny and you can't fight destiny

Wilbur

CV: ah, but this autumn is so much warmer than usual. That jacket is probably just right for this weather.

Stropps please tell me you are not taking those boots to bed with you!

Blackduck, nah, I lie them down in their own special bed (and tuck them in, obviously ).

I have just come back from my first time at a new keep fit class. I think I may have found something I like. Boxing. Oh yes. I have spent quite some time punching the fuck out of a strange, purple man-shaped thing. And then doing sit-ups, running around, lifting weights and then punching the purple man again. My god, it was satisfying. I want more. I want boxing gloves for Christmas. And possibly a purple man.

Strops. Everyone needs a purple man to punch.

I'd love a purple man to punch.

This is the only place I can hide my distress at this: My new Uberboss did GCSEs. He is SIGNIFICANTLY younger than me.

GCSEs! What the hell are they... O levels in my day........ Offers mrsS shoulder....
My boss is Ghanaian so no idea what he did, but has a wicked, if dry, sense of humour..

MrsS one day will you tell me what you do.....I am desparate to know! (still think you are M)...