Ill tell you everyone so I don't have to keep using pronouns and such.

Andy - my mother's boyfriend.
Randy - Andy's brother
Mom - my mom


Mom and Andy fight over shit all the time. Just a few minutes ago they were screaming at each other. Over the fucking dishes. Andy does have a hard job, he works concrete and that is a job that can really fuck up your back and hips, he has already had hip surgery because of it. But if he would take the time to learn whos job is whos, we wouldn't have this problem. I take out the trash and do the bathroom, mom does the den, and living room, and Randy has the dishes and kitchen. Andy hasn't been to work in two days(it is to cold, the concrete won't set right), and has done nothing, I can understand coming in from a hard day's work and not doing anything for the rest of the day, but this is the third day in a row(he has weekends off)that he has not been to work. He has no right to tell mom to scream at mom over a job that isn't even hers. Randy is a lazy crack head that doesn't do anything. He has a job at McDonalds that he works about 5 hours a day(3-4 days a week) at. He is the source of most of their problems. Andy doesn't want me to smoke weed at all(the hypocrit started smoking weed and cigerettes when he was 13). Andy thinks that Randy is doing his part because Randy acts like a child. He tells Andy that he is doing things that me and my mom are doing. And when we tell Andy that Randy isn't doing those things, and that we are, he thinks that we are just trying to take credit. He knows absolutley nothing about women, which is even worse when it comes to comunication with my mother. Randy gets me to do his own job every other day. Andy is the sole supporter of the household, so if mom and him get into a serious argument and he kicks us out, we have to move back to my old home town with my grandparents. I hate South Fulton, it is a hell hole and I could never hate a person enought to ask them to go there, much less live there.

Over-all, it has just been a bad day.
wayoftheleaf Reviewed by wayoftheleaf on . Why in the hell do they do this Ill tell you everyone so I don't have to keep using pronouns and such. Andy - my mother's boyfriend. Randy - Andy's brother Mom - my mom Mom and Andy fight over shit all the time. Just a few minutes ago they were screaming at each other. Over the fucking dishes. Andy does have a hard job, he works concrete and that is a job that can really fuck up your back and hips, he has already had hip surgery because of it. But if he would take the time to learn whos job is whos, we wouldn't have Rating: 5