Teen guys are the bane of my existance.

What the hell is it with teenagers?  One minute they are laughing and HUMAN and the next they are obnoxious butt heads.  Whoever says that teen girls are the worst clearly never lived with my kid. 

I know he is really busy lately, between normal school work, track practice, and play practice, but being voluntarily busy is no excuse to be a jerk, no excuse to be rude.  He has batrely been home an hour and I am already ready to slam my head against a wall, or have a stiff drink, or both.  And he was perfectly fine when I picked him up, for the first 5 minutes or so.  That was when I vetoed his desite for a cheeseburger from McDonald’s for a sub at Jreck’s, which, God forbid, I wanted.  I hate to think that all it takes for him to turn into such a butt is getting a sub instead of a burger, but it certainly does seem that way!

From then on, it has been one stupid thing after another.  First, I was trying to tell him something and the only response I got was the occasional grunt.  He couldn’t even be polite enough to pretend that he was interested.  Yet he can go on and on and on about things he wants to talk about and I always listen.  It is called respect.  And there was none.  As usual.  Second, he couldn’t even manage to put his plate in the dishwasher like a normal person.  The thing was practically empty so it wasn’t like he had to find room for the damned thing.  All the other plates in there were lined up as usual, with plenty of space for more.  So does he put it in right?  Of course not.  He threw it in sideways because apparently sliding it into place would have taken 2 seconds too many.  A little thing, but indicative of how little he thinks about anything or anybody else.  Third, I walked into the kitchen to get something from the fridge, only to find the fridge door open.  Now it is too much effort to shut the fridge when you get something out?!  Are you freakin’ kidding me?!  And then the kicker.  I am a die hard ER fan, and George Clooney and Juliana Margolis are back tonight.  I have been looking forward to this all week.  He has this truly annoying habit of only deciding to talk in the middle of whatever it is I have been dying to see, never even thinking to wait for a commercial, or having any kind of manners at all.  So , moments before it started, I specifically asked him not to do that, not to chatter all the way through it, practically begging.  He asked me if he could take a bath, and I told him to go ahead.  And then he proceeded to do exactly what I asked him not to do.  IMMEDIATELY after I asked him not to.  And when asked why?  For some reason he thought I needed a long-winded explanation as to why he wanted to take a bath.  I guess I am not smart enough to figure out that he had track practice and was sweaty and nasty. 

I am really sick of the BS.  Either he is sucking up to me, or he is acting like I am a blithering idiot.  It has gotten to the point that I don’t ever know whether or not he is being sincere or manipulative when he is being nice.  But this complete lackadaisical attitude he has around me and this family is irritating the living hell out of me.  He is blind to the needs, lives and feelings of all of us, most especially me.  And I am tired of it.  I am tired of being made to feel like I am nothing but a means to an end, and not a real person with feelings and a life.