Aunt: I’m going to Walmart, do you need anything?
Me: no thanks, I’m going there later to do some shopping myself
Aunt: But we could combine trips! It’s wasteful to both drive there on the same day! The responsible thing to do—
Me: ok, I give up. Please get me cat litter and cat snacks.
Aunt: Ok!!! :)) Which ones? And what isle? What color is the package—
Me: exasperated Are you serious? I caved and gave you what you wanted. Now you’re asking for more information? I told you I wanted to do my own shopping, and you fought me on it. I’m making a peace offering by giving you two items to buy for me, and you’re saying I need to go find the names and package colors and isle numbers? Please just be satisfied with what I gave you.
The thing that she wants is to feel good about buying me something. But I don’t want that. That’s the disagreement.
I imagine most people would see me as the asshole here: she can’t buy the right item if I don’t tell her what it is. But I clearly don’t care about those details; if I wanted something specific I would have told her that. The only reason I mentioned them was to appease her. I’m giving her something she wanted, something I wanted for myself, and she’s demanding more.
It’s been a rough month dude. Ever since your post, I realised I needed to change my perspective and I’ve been happier ever since!
Now every time someone wants to help me, I yell at them and call them a selfish piece of shit. It’s awesome! Also, I joined my local council to make sure that all the local NGOs who enjoy helping others don’t receive any further funding because, just yuck! I tore up the local schools because there was a teacher there who once thought she was being nice by trying to make kid’s lives better, even though the kids didn’t want her help.
It was a lot of hard work to achieve this all within a month, but thank you for showing me the light and how to be a giant turd. . . . . . . . .
Also, I did reply to you, you absolute turtle.