Let me tell you a story.
Back in high school, my boy was dating a good friend of mine. Now, I’d already dated this particular good friend which is how we became good friends, we realized that we weren’t good together, but were great as long as we didn’t hold any obligation to one another. But somehow, my boy got caught up in her web. For shame, young man. For shame. I pity the fool who doesn’t learn from another man’s mistakes.
Anyway, these two lovebirds and I were at the mall one day partaking of some of that good partaketh from Sbarro.
Yum.
And then this conversation ensued, which means it “then happened” for you scholars in the room:
My Boy’s Girl (MBG): You know what, My Boy (MB), you spell your name wrong.
MB: (mid-chew) Say what?
MBG: Your name. You spell it wrong. It should be spelled like so…(proceeds to scribble how she feels his name should be spelled)…not like you currently spell it.
MB: (looking at me for understanding – he got none – then looking back at her, visibly irritated) What are you talking about? It’s my name, even if ou spell it out phonetically, it’s the same. But beyond that, how are you going to tell me that my name’s spelled wrong? It’s my name.
MBG: Look, don’t get mad at me because your name isn’t spelled right. I’m just trying to help you out. And don’t look at him (me) like he has the answer either, his name is spelled wrong too. There should be an aposotrophe in his name, but there isn’t.
Sidenote: She truly believed this too, evidenced by all of the letters she’d written me (and later emails) as late as 2006 which included my name with the apostrophe that she felt should have been there. If I could stab somebody with the “Reply” button on an email, it would be her.
MB: (at this point fuming) Yo, how you going to tell anybody that THEIR NAME, THAT THEIR PARENT GAVE THEM is spelled wrong. Who the f*ck made you the authority on spelled names?? I could understand if my name was Michael but it was spelled like “Anthony”, but MY NAME, is spelled just like it sounds and for some reason you think that you’ve found the missing link in my name?? Get the f*ck out of here with that bullsh*t.
MBG: Yo, you need to calm the f*ck down. Don’t you go loudcapping me like I’m some random chick. And don’t get f*cking mad at me because your sh*t is f*cked up. You need to fix your damn name and that’s all there is to it. F*ck you.
Me: (thinking to self, “I’m SO glad I dodged this bullet. Ain’t a donk in existence worth this non-sense.” Then I continued to eat my pizza while they actually went back and forth for 15 minutes. 15 MOTHERF*CKING MINUTES about this.)
Needless to say, they broke up shortly after this. They stopped speaking and then my boy went on to date his ex’s BEST FRIEND who he ended up breaking up with because…
…she sneezed too much.
Seriously.
Anyway, there’s no such thing as a perfect relationship. No matter how great the chemistry between you and your partner there are going to be bumps along the way. Arguments happen. But damn, sometimes you have to wonder why two people are together given the stupidity of the arguments that occur. And by the way, that argument was the norm for the two of them. She’s nuts and he’s equally as insane. He started as many dumb arguments as she did, like the time they got into an argument because he refused to accept her definition of “emotional” after she’d called him emotional. Mind you, she pulled out the dictionary. He just didn’t like her (read: Webster’s ) definition so he wanted to argue about it.
So, good people of VSB.com, what’s the dumbest argument you’ve gotten into within the confines of relationship? Or even, what’s the dumbest argument you’ve witnessed from two people who were dating? And further, how natural do you think dumb arguments to relationshipism??
=VSB P aka THE ARSONIST aka TANGLE JIG P aka GIIIIIIIIIRL, HE A 3
There are two things I argue about. Two things where I get heated. I don’t know why. But here goes:
Parking spaces
Math
Relationships have ended over math problems and parking spaces.* So far, I’m learned to manage the parking thing by dealing with men who understand the value of valet–particularly in the city. But this math thing? Tangents? Quadratic formula? Fight! Fight.
These arguments are probably a symptom of other issues, huh?
*In my mind, I break up with them. But I never say anything. So I guess technically it’s not a real break-up if the men don’t know. Oh but in my mind, in the heat of the moment, we’re DONE!
@Hostess, What causes the fights over math?
@Leila,
i have the same question, except insert “parking spaces”
@The Champ, I don’t know what happens to me when I’m in a car and it’s time to park. I get extra aggressive. Like, I expect my dude to run over people to get to a space–cus that’s what I would do.
@Hostess,
is it that serious?
@Deviant, There’s something with me driving in the city. I get extra aggressive. This morning, I backed up a street, stopped traffic, cursed someone out for honking, all to get a parking space. Otherwise, I’m quite sane.
@Hostess,
Hold on here. I been there. When me n the ex were on a stately vaca gtg. Everytime I parked the car. I felt the need to exclaim some sort of facetious woman batterer retort. (I think it’s funny cuz I’m like Martin ‘non-violent’). Everytime too. She eventually caught on and we played it out like a scene in a tyler perry play. OMG I just referenced his work. Funny shyt. Recognize what you think is funny or cool about it. Try to convey it in a different way. ahahahaha good shyt. Backed up to curse em out. You sure you not from Flint? You could be a relative. lmao. Makes me think of a one person version of this type of fun http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6-3kkqXX85c . Situational role playing = good times.
@Leila, Sometimes I’m doing homework. Sometimes we’re talking about compound interest. There was one notorious one about amortization, depreciation, and short-term liquidity. I’m a nerd like that and tend to date men who are pretty smart. I kinda feel like most men (even ones I’m not dating) expect I won’t be pretty good in math then talk down to me.
@Hostess,
I had a huge blowout with my boss because not only does not know isht about statistical weighting or standard deviations, but I do and he refused to take my word for it. I also think it’s because I’m a woman.
@Hostess,
I kinda feel like most men (even ones I’m not dating) expect I won’t be pretty good in math then talk down to me.
This is actually true. And I have gotten into arguments over stuff like that… easy.
@Hostess,
I could so see you fighting about math. Seriously. And I’d sit back with a bowl of Cheez-its and laugh while watching you fight.
This post just reminded me why I broke up with my last boyfriend lol. Seriously, he could argue over the stupidest things possible. Plus, he was really stubborn so it made for a bad combo. It wasn’t just with me, but also with his siblings. I remember one time his sister took the bus from Baltimore to upstate NY to pick up his old car that he said she could have. When she got there, everything was cool. When she was ready to head back to Baltimore the next day, they argued for about 5 hrs whether or not she was ready to drive his car (even though he promised her before she got there)….
@Leila,
moral of the story: dont date cats from baltimore
@The Champ,
I agree.
@The Champ, lol! He was actually from Harlem.
I can’t really remember a stupid argument I’ve had in a relationship, but I did have a stupid argument with my boy’s chick the first day I met her. He brought her over the crib and you know I was building with her making small talk, when I asked what she was studying and what she wanted to do when she was done. Shorty was a dance major, and said she wanted to be a professional dancer, do music videos and other productions. So naturally and jokingly (kinda) I’m like “oh you wanna be a video ho”. Apparently this is an insulting thing to say cuz she started barking at me talking about she’s not degrading herself in any video she’s just dancing with clothes on. Being the dude I am, I immediately pulled up good ole 142 (my comcast heads know what that is) and kept asking her how her dancing would differ from what we were watching. My boy was literally dying and once again, apparently that wasn’t the move cuz she was so mad at him she asked to leave.
They ended up together for 2 years and me and her actually became pretty good friends, but I’ll never forget that cuz till this day I still don’t see how what she’s doing is different from Amber Rose.
@Dorian G.,
…one time for 142.
I wouldn’t equate a serious student of dance w/the average booty-clapper…but this chick actually “aspires” to dance in videos? That’s a horse of a different color.
P.S. I’m really wondering why she stayed w/ur boy two years after he laughed her a$$ out the door? Not coo.
@Dorian G.,
“So naturally and jokingly (kinda) I’m like “oh you wanna be a video ho””
Glad you two were able to work through this initial argument and become friends but you were being kind of jerk-ish to her. You can’t wise crack with people if you don’t know their sense of humor and, um, artists don’t like it when you make fun of their craft.
@iloVEGrits,
Not jerk-ish. He was a jerk. Simple.
@Dorian G.,
SMH!! Dorian, I don’t think anyone will accuse you of excessive tact anytime soon. Think Debbie Allen, or Daren’s Dance Grooves – not necessarily Karine Steffans.
@Lil’T,
Word, I’ve never seen an Amber Rose video but most video girls just model. They don’t dance at all. I’d be insulted too. Dance takes talent, discipline and skill.
@Me fail english?,
I’ve wasn’t watching “Put a ring on it” for the talent, discipline or skill.
@Dorian G.,
“I wasn’t watching “Put a ring on it” for the talent, discipline or skill.”
LOL. You mean no one is watching it for the artistic value? I think when your friend said she wanted to be in videos she meant like Paula Abdul or Rosie Perez. Actually choreographing the moves and possibly performing. Didn’t you see the movie Honey?
@Ms. Hall,
someone saw Honey?
@Dorian G.,
That’s the beauty of talent, though. Their job is to make it look easy. You may not have noticed because some butt meat was showing, but trust and believe – the moves were really hard (try lifting you leg above your head slowly and gracefully and tell me it takes no skill). The choreographer got a lot of attention for it.
@Dorian G.,
LOL. Point taken.
@Lil’T,
Yeah, okay…but when is the last time you’ve seen Debbie in a video?
@Nikiloveli,
Some of us “older heads” can remember a time when Debbie was the hotness. She was the pre-curser for Jasmine Guy (who also danced and choreographed..and acted) then onto Paula and Rosie (thanks for the reminder Ms. Hall) and so on.
Actually, I blame this whole problem on Wrecks N Effect. Black music videos used to ALL have actual *dancers*. You could always see some random snizzle flesh on MTV with the heavy metal videos (girls just sashayin’ and tossin their bleached hair), but the sistas was dancin. For real.
That is, until….Rumpshaker. Or maybe before, but that was the video that burned out my pre-teen retinas. Just wasn’t the same after that.
@Lil’T,
That is, until….Rumpshaker. Or maybe before, but that was the video that burned out my pre-teen retinas. Just wasn’t the same after that.
i think this video officially started my puberty
@Lil’T,
“Some of us “older heads” can remember a time when Debbie was the hotness. She was the pre-curser for Jasmine Guy (who also danced and choreographed..and acted) then onto Paula and Rosie (thanks for the reminder Ms. Hall) and so on.”
sooooo true. *sigh* those were the days.
@Lil’T,
I never really thought Debbie was all that hot. I dont get it.
@Lil’T,
Two words: 2 Live Crew videos on The Box!!
Maybe that’s more than two words. Who’s countin’?
@Dorian G.,
So naturally and jokingly (kinda) I’m like “oh you wanna be a video ho”.
tactful or not, this is still funny
@The Champ,
Well? Did she end up being a video ho?
@Dorian G.,
Whether it’s shaking ass, subtle sensuality, or elaborate choreography, most people CAN’T and don’t make the cut in this field. It takes guts to follow your passion and the average office worker just ain’t built for that.
I once had a fight over .50 cent. It was this dude’s favorite rapper.
—begin scene—
me:so you really like this 50 character huh?
him:whachu mean? is that a problem?
me: no I’m just saying…..but how long have you been listening to rap?
him:I like the way he runs his army. I can top 10 whoever I want.
me: I’m sorry,I wasn’t aware we were on myspace.
(okay, this is what I wanted to say, I really just blank stared @ him because I couldn’t believe he actually thought about that and said it)
—-end scene—-
Shortest relationship of my life (3 weeks).
@Rita,
Yeah I’ve had plenty of rap fights. You wouldn’t believe how sensitive grown men can be over a brotha they don’t know. You’d think Jay-Z was paying dudes’ bills.
@Me fail english?,
Music and Sports ain’t the way to go with dudes. We get too invested then it becomes a pride thing, cuz we attach our egos to whatever we support.
@Rita, LOL. Discussions about Rap, Politics & Religion are bound to end in an argument!
@Yaa,
I agree.
@Rita,
but how long have you been listening to rap?
lol, this is the exact same question i’d have if someone told me their fav rapper was 50. well, this, and “how long have you been out of the joint”?
@Rita,
See…Idda dumped him after he said he likes how he runs his army. Idda been like dude…I thought we were talking about a rapper…not Pete Geren.
@CreoleInDC,
lol, yea it was just a wowzers kinda moment.
@Rita,
I’m not sure what dude’s criteria was (besides runnin’ his army) but 50 isn’t as bad as what folks make him out to be. It just became cool to Not like 50 because he’s not the underdog anymore.
I think stupid fights are kind of expected early on, when you are feeling someone out. Now, when the fights continue to be stupid and increase in their stupidity you have a problem.
I dated a guy for 2 1/2 yrs in my mid 20s and should have seen the red flag during our first fight. I joked with this fool that I’d once had a threesome with a girl of mine we’d just had dinner with. Now, I’ve never had a threesome and don’t aspire to one, but this fool got heated, told me he didn’t think I was ‘like that’ and hopped out the car! After I calmed him down – 10 minutes later – and told him it was a joke, I thought we’d be cool. But nooo. We had numerous dumb a$$ arguments over the course of our 2 1/2 years together (including one on Valentines day when I didn’t want to open my gift, which I knew to be La Perla lingerie, in the restaurant) until, one day, I stopped answering the phone. We’re good friends now (he’s since moved half way across the country) and never argue. Go figure.
@iloVEGrits,
A looong time ago, I dated a guy that used to constantly try to slyly accuse me and my best friend of feeling each other up, sleeping together, kissing, etc. It started getting on my nerves, so I just told him one night. Yeah, we’ve drunkenly had sex before. He didn’t think it was funny.
@Reci,
By the way, the whole thing was a big lie. He still didn’t think it was funny to even joke like that.
@Reci,
Yeah. The ex let me know that those types of jokes were in no way funny and should not be made. I was like “what is the big deal”?
I have to say…never joked like that with anyone again. Don’t want to risk it.
@iloVEGrits,
I woulda thought dudes would be more intrigued by this then mad. No?
Maybe that’s another post..
@nia,
I think it’s cuter when the bicurious chick is not someone he planned on taking seriously.
@Reci,
I wonder how women would react if their dude said something like that. Even if he said he was just joking, the fact that he said that will remain in the back of ya’ head.
I was once, indirectly, the cause of a stupid a$$ argument between a married couple.
My girl, who is very conservative in her dress and behavior, asked me my opinion on a pair of jeans she wanted to purchase. I told her they looked good. Her husband, after seeing them, hit the roof. He thought they were too tight. She told him I said they looked nice and, of course, he said “She’s single. Single women can’t help married women buy clothes.” Their argument over these jeans lasted a week and led to them sleeping in separate rooms. The jeans were returned and she has not sought out my opinion on fashion since.
@iloVEGrits, ““She’s single. Single women can’t help married women buy clothes.” ”
That was a jack a$$ thing to say
@iloVEGrits, That’s messed up
@Yaa,
It’s not like I even picked the jeans! She picked them and, at her request, told her how they made her butt look.
@iloVEGrits,
Single women can’t help married women buy clothes
this is definitely a t-shirt that could be sold at the stand outside of an alice walker book reading.
@iloVEGrits,
They are both dumb.
I argued with a girl I was attempting to get to know about how many girls I had been with. Naturally you would think I had spouted out some astronomically high number and she became upset about my life as a man whore. Nope apparently my number was too low and she believed I was lying and had been with many more women. I’m not sure what dude she knew that would lie on the lower side of things but apparently she believed I was that dude. Either way I never did get with her and she got married about a year later.
@A-Town Genius, That is the topic that I try to avoid. I would rather not know or tell to be honest.
@Yaa,
yeah…there’s no right answer to the “how many?” question
@The Champ,
Oh I know now but I was 19 at the time and damn if I wasn’t confused.
i once had a text message with my S.O. about the pronunciation of ambulance – apparently, my inflection is British, and his, American – it was initially a joke argument, coz i found the way he said it endearing…
then one day he texted me that he was talking to s’one who pronounced it his way – and i texted back ‘so? i’m sure that i could find plenty of people who pronounced it the way i do’. to which he replied ‘oh well, i guess we’re both dumb’. now this is the problem with text communication, you miss the tone, and think things are more/less serious than they are…
it started a flurry of texts, and we ended up not talking for about two days!!! over the pronunciation of bloody AMBULANCE!!!
unbelievable.
@superwoman,
“now this is the problem with text communication, you miss the tone”
You have no idea how the truth eternally resonates in that sentiment, hell i once had a fight with ma girl cause i called her a “dirty, filthy ass sl*T” and because it was a text message, she couldn’t hear my tone and she ended-up taking it the wrong way….
@sisanda, LOeffinL! You was tryin to get some afternoon delight and ended up getting cussed out!
@SxyScientst,
Now that would not be a problem for me. I could reverse that shyt. *bang bang bang bang bang*
@superwoman,
Bwahahaha! You just might be in the running for prize winner with this one.
Lol! (Although I’ve had arguments about less important stuff, trust me)
I wish I had a break-up over something like this. My shit be too painful and bad.
@Saule Wright,
“My sh*t be too painful and bad.”
this sentence by itself sounds like a quote from an ad for an enema.
Anotha Good post my good sir, BTW LMFAO at PANAMA a.k.a Giiiiirl, he’s a 3…hahahaha that one stuck to you didn’t it.
The dumbest argument i can have with a woman, is the kind where she tries to convince you what you actually meant when you said that, like everythign you say is purposefully equivocal and she’s there to spot every single negative undertone (to my dismay might i add) and then try to convince you that’s what you actually meant…then you momentarily fall into a coma, where you interrogate yourself like “Is that what i really meant…sheeeeiiit maybe I’m a Schitzo? maybe i did mean to hurt her feelings”….
do i need to mention how i always realised that there was no way in hell that i would win any of these arguments, because that would offset a new argument of “Why do you always think you right?”, i mean how the hell do you answer that…
So i always end the first argument with “I’m sorry babe for subliminaly insnuating that the fatty deposits around your ankle make you look like you’re floating on water, I’m sorry..I mean after you know me best, never mind the fact that I’ve lived with myself for 23 years, you alone understand what i think and what i mean to say..infact i shouldn’t even apologise, cause already know what I’m thinking…so how about we spend the next hour just staring at each other as you listen to my thoughts”….that usualy results in a week of apologetic phone calls, chocolate, and intense masturbation sessions. The life of a man…
Peace!!
Excuse the typos folks
**Sidenote: That Alchemist joint with Maxwell is just toooooo nice for words, as well as Love and apreciate2 by Murs and 9th Wonder – music is my saviour**
@sisanda,
You can’t just come up in the spot dropping tidbits about Maxwell AND the Alchemist, not to mention Murs and 9th, and not direct the people on where to cop said treasures.
I need linkage, STAT!
@Chocolate Girl Wonder,
Let me help you out….lol
http://thafeedback.com/
3rd post down.
@miss t-lee,
Thanks much!
@Chocolate Girl Wonder,
No problem chick.
@sisanda,
I’m meh on murs. I feel like its strictly a geographical thing, cuz the only people I know that feel him LIKE THAT are out west.
@sisanda,
Ooooh…I love Love and Appreciate. Now where’s my iPod?
I don’t really argue too much, I’m like Smokie: ” got mind control over Deebo. He be like “shut the f**k up.” I be quiet. But when he leave, I be talking again.”
Well, not really that deep, but I’d rather make u think u’ve won and go off and still do my own thing.
@Nicki Sunshine,
“I’d rather make u think u’ve won and go off and still do my own thing.”
Thats the most terrifying thing I’ve ever read from a woman.
@Dorian G.,
Thats the most terrifying thing I’ve ever read from a woman.
yeah, because she’s basically using our preferred battle tactic against us.
nicki sunshine is obviously evil
@The Champ,
didn’t we discuss this sitch a while back? *snicker*
@Dorian and Champ: LMAO. I done broke the code. Hand me my daggone trophy guys.
@Nicki Sunshine,
Negative props for that.
This post is hilarious. Your boy’s girl was a certified nut job. My sitter, who is an older black woman, is of a similar caliber of nutrageousness. She, my sitter, didn’t like that her daughter named her first born son Tyrone and started calling him Brandon and has been calling him Brandon (her choice) ever since. He’s 15. To that all I can say is WOW! I have stupid a$$ arguments like this with my siblings… can’t say that it’s happened with a partner. Yet.
@pgh muse,
Yeah, thats incredible. How the hell do you just up and re-name someones child. My kid woulda been instructed to ignore her a**!
@pgh muse,
She, my sitter, didn’t like that her daughter named her first born son Tyrone and started calling him Brandon and has been calling him Brandon (her choice) ever since
lol, this is hilarious
@pgh muse,
I thought this only happened in my family. I have a cousin that we called “Curtis” all of his life, only to go to his graduation, looking at the program like “who in the hell is Patrick?”
Apparently, my grandma never cared for the name “Patrick.”
@Nikiloveli,
That sh!t is hilarious, man! Oh Lord!
@Nikiloveli,
LMAO!! Gotta love some old black ladies
This reminds me of the Last Dragon when Leroy’s little sister had like three different names.
“Pretty chopsticks Natacha!”
@Me fail english?,
I got into a fight about my text message ringtone thats my god daughters heartbeat (long story, shes a blessing and thank the Lord she made it through the 9 months.) Its not loud, outragous, or stands out in amy way. But its apparently inapporpreate as all hell and he got so pissed of and loud (in TGI Fridays thats serious) and I caught myself from getting pissed and laughed my way out the door and out the date.
“I could understand if my name was Michael but it was spelled like ‘Anthony’ ”
…that is sad and hysterical at the same time man!
@An Uninspired Muse,
…that is sad and hysterical at the same time man!
these are my exact same feelings about octop*ssy
Here’s the scenario:
Monk’s in the kitchen warming up some left-overs. The microwave counts down from 1:30 to :27 when Monk stops it, stirs his food and tests to see if it’s hot enough. It is. Monk takes his food out of the microwave, closes the door and partakes in his grub.
Hours pass.
Monk is startled to hear his companion of the moment starting to fuss at him about clearing the microwave after he’s done. The shrieks are annoying and very much uncalled for. She sounds like Charlie Brown’s teacher with a higher pitched voice. Monk says he’ll try to remember to clear the time on the appliance in the future.
Moral Of The Story:
Let.It.Go.
@Monk,
“his companion of the moment ”
Quoted
“Let.It.Go.”
Noted
@Monk,
as much as it irritates me when some1 doesn’t clear the microwave,I don’t think it’s cause to scream at some1.It woulda been easier 4 her 2 clear it and keep it movin
@YGB,
Of course I agree with keepin’ it movin’, but just out of curiosity, why does it irritate you if the timer isn’t clear?
@Monk,
You’re talking about clearing the timer? She’s crazy. I would go crazy if you didn’t clean the microwave or something like that. However anyone can push the ‘clear’ button. Wow. Nuts.
Who ate the last biscuit? Why your breath smell like butta and jelly, huh?
Who didn’t refill the ice tray? We outta ice, nucca. My drank is warm.
You let the remote fall in the crack of the couch, now it’s in the frame and will take an hour of furniture surgery to get it out. I know you were trying to avoid the Jon and Kate plus 8 marathon, but this is just silly.
Why I gotta wake up in the middle of the night with no covers? You all cacooned up and sh*t.
Why can’t you just let me win at Def Jam Fight for the Streets? Just one round, come on…..
And on and on…..
@Lil’T,
Those first 4 indicate some selfish tendencies. I’m currently battling this at home.
Are ALL men this way?!
@Chocolate Girl Wonder,
Oh girl, I think so. But trust me – he puts up with more than I do. And really, the problems of having your man in the house pale in comparison to the problem of *not* having him in the house, no?
@Chocolate Girl Wonder,
Those first 4 indicate some selfish tendencies. I’m currently battling this at home.
Are ALL men this way?!
yup. all of us. every single one of us. without exception, or any possibility of any future exceptions
@Lil’T,
Who ate the last biscuit? Why your breath smell like butta and jelly, huh?
Listen the last biscuit had to get eaten by someone and I was hungry.
Who didn’t refill the ice tray? We outta ice, nucca. My drank is warm.
It doesn’t make sense to put water in a half full tray of ice. I was waiting for it to be completely empty. Sorry. Next week I’ll go to Sam’s Club and invest in a couple more ice trays.
You let the remote fall in the crack of the couch, now it’s in the frame and will take an hour of furniture surgery to get it out. I know you were trying to avoid the Jon and Kate plus 8 marathon, but this is just silly.
I can’t control where the TV gods allow the remote to fall. Really thats giving me too much credit.
Why I gotta wake up in the middle of the night with no covers? You all cacooned up and sh*t.
This problem would be easily solved if you either A. Spooned closer, B. Straddled. It’ll be fun, like dorm beds all over again.
Why can’t you just let me win at Def Jam Fight for the Streets? Just one round, come on…..
What kinda message am I sending if I ALLOW you to win? I need to keep my competitive edge baby, it starts with allowing you to win now, then 5 years later I’m allowing my coworker to beat me for that promotion, then 15 years from now I’m allowing my best friend to take you from me. See men have to keep their competitive edge at all times, you don’t wanna start counter acting nature do you? Didn’t think so.
@Dorian G.,
I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again. Dorian G. (I bet the G. stand for gone crack you up) got a gift and he gots to use it. LMDAO!
@Dorian G.,
On a slightly related note. I never understood anger over the last biscuit/wing eaten. Someone had to eat it. Why not me?
@Me fail english?,
“On a slightly related note. I never understood anger over the last biscuit/wing eaten. Someone had to eat it. Why not me?”
But why eat the last biscuit and then leave the empty box? Oreos are not regenerative.
@Dorian G.,
You had me at TV Gods… Lmbao!
@Dorian G.,
Chuuuch!!
@Lil’T,
I think we live in the same world… Where arguments just happen.
You must have been in my head, because the one of the dumbest, or should I say phucked up arguments happened over the weekend. Before I begin let me give a little background info.
Friend A and B have been friends since 7th grade. Friend A bought a house about a year ago. The house is technically a single family dwelling, but it was converted into a 2 family type house. Well Friend B needed a place to stay. Friend A offered Friend B a place to stay. She stated, “you can live in the guest bedroom for free until you get yourself together, or you can stay upstairs for $250/month.” Friend B stated she wanted the upstairs. Well less than a week after Friend B moved in, she was fired. Not laid off but fired.
About 2 months after being fired, Friend B gets a part-time job in the fashion industry (a shoestore). 2 months after that, she gets a REAL job (you know 40 hours a week + benefits) in addition to the part-time job. Meanwhile Friend B has not paid Friend A ANY money. During month 5 she started leaving $20-$40 here and there on the table for Friend B.
Friday evening – Friend B is in Friend A’s kitchen downstairs cooking. Friend A is sitting at the dining room table, paying bills.
Friend A: Hey Friend B, we need to talk about how you’re going to pay rent going forward. I don’t know if you want to do a lump sum on a set date, or pay a set amount each pay period.
Friend B: I have to pay my mama back money I owe her this pay period. Besides I don’t know why you need my money in order to pay the mortgage. You shouldn’t have bought this house if you couldn’t afford it.
Friend A: Ummm excuse me. I paid the mortgage 5 months before you got here by myself, and I’ve been paying it by myself the 5 months you’ve been living here BY MYSELF despite you eating MY food, on MY internet, watching MY cable and I never asked you for a dime.
Friend B: (at this point screaming at the top of her lungs, cause this is what she does): You are a selfish B*tch. You think you’re so perfect. You treat your other friends better than you treat me. The other day when Tonya was dropping me off from work, you didn’t even speak. You are mean! That’s why Joy said she didn’t want to be friends with you anymore.
Friend A: First of all I don’t miss Joy. Joy and I grew apart and that’s okay. Besides you don’t want to go there with me. Joy is the only person you can think of to justify your claim. Let’s not talk about how you fell out with your whole family for years. Matter of fact you’re not talking to your brother right now. You just started back talking to your mama. What about S & S, yall just started talking again. What about Mel?
Friend B: Me and Mel are back friends. She called me today matter of fact
Friend A: Either way, all of this is besides the point. I just wanted to get on some type of payment schedule.
Friend B: F*ck you you dumb b*tch. – Blah blah blah blah blah
Friend B went on screaming for at least 15 more minutes. The word B*tch was thrown in there multiple times.
Friend A comes to my house, and the first thing she says is “That b*tch has got to go. She needs to be sitting there thinking about what her next words to me are going to be. Depending on what they are depends on whether or not, I will be calling a locksmith, and she will have to come back with the police to get her sh*t. Or whether she has to be out the 1st of April. Either way she has to go. I’ll be d@mned if that b*tch is in my house cussing me out. Especially over money she owes me.”
Moral of the story: Friends and money don’t mix.
@V Renee,
You’re right -they don’t mix. And your friend shoulda BEEN called the locksmith. Or TeeTee n’ em. Or the Drop Squad. Or the gunsmith. I help you and you cuss me out? I think not, Miss Need a Home – Now! Considering she hasn’t been paying any rent, they have no agreement and Friend A can kick her ungrteful azz out at any time (the crazy in me says to do this in the middle of the night before she has to go to work the next day – but I ain’t wrapped too tight when it comes to my money). Also – Friend A needs to put Friend B wherever Joy got sent.
@V Renee,
“Moral of the story: Friends and money don’t mix.”
While this is true, I have to say this is an outlier situation. Most friends recognize when they’re violating like that and wouldn’t have got brolic when Friend A asked for some rent.
@Dorian G.,
Hmm, I wouldn’t quite say friends and money don’t mix. What doesn’t mix is borrowing money or favors from friends with indefinite payback period. . . on the part of the borrower. It’s one thing for a friend to offer and give, even if they allow you the rest of your life to pay them back, you should have concrete plans on how you’re going to make them right as soon as possible.
Guess what happens when you lend your friend a lot of money and tell them to take their time, three months later they’re buying new cars, new stereos, you’re behind on some bills, think you can now go to your friend and instead of borrow money, just ask for yours back, and they want to get in your face.
@V Renee,
OMG that is bogus. I cant stand selfish azz people. I mean seriously talking out the side of her neck when she’s living in someone elses house?
It all depends on their level of friendship. I let my girl and her family (husband and two kids) stay with me. A year before I stayed with them for a few months. I would never disrespect someone like that and I’m living rent free.
@V Renee,
This is some BS. I be damned if one of my “friends” calls me a b*tch in any kinda way. But under those circumstances, she deserves a beatdown and an eviction!
@V Renee,
I’ll be d@mned if that b*tch is in my house cussing me out. Especially over money she owes me.”
this is grounds for murder in some states. and by “some states” i mean “some 3rd world countries”, but still, its grounds for murder somewhere
It was because my THEN husband bought me roses LOL! I hate the crap outta roses they are so cliché. I started off by overtly telling him that I love flowers. This went on for many many months, years even. We would ride by a florist and I would say “wow that looks like a nice florist”. He would call me at work and I would tell him tales of so & so getting a delivery of flowers. If we rode by a field of wild flowers I would ohh & ahh. I would also tell him that I hated roses and give tell him specifically what flowers I did like.
So one day he comes in the house with flowers…ROSES! I thought it was a nice gesture but I had some issues with the gift. Not being picky but they were the flowers that you get off the side of the road. I still accepted them and thought it was really sweet of him. He started really feeling himself about the flower thing and kept talking about it all week. So I gently told him that I thought it was sweet but ROSES weren’t my favs. I mean I would spend hours in a store trying to find his favorite this or that. If I was in the grocery store and they didn’t have his favorite cereal I’d send the clerk in the back to find it!!
The following week, guess what??? He comes in with the same flowers and this time he is twice as hyped about it and keeps talking about it and wants me to be all happy about flowers that I don’t like & that he got on a street corner. In my mind I am thinking…If the traffic light hadn’t turned red that day….I WOULDN’T HAVE GOTTEN THOSE FLOWERS!! Not to mention they little bugs in them. So I am in the kitchen rinsing the flowers and fuming and he comes in and basically tells me that I am ungrateful.
So I broke it down to him that it wasn’t about the gesture but about him not listening to what I want exactly and doing what was easy and convenient for him and expecting me to hit my knees and show him thanks. We had a huge argument and everything went down hill from there. I realize now it was much deeper than the cheap a$$ roses. When I start talking about that dumb a$$ argument…people look at me like I am crazy when I start of saying it was because my husband bought me roses!
@Yaa,
I’m with you 100%. I detest roses, anyone who has known me for any amount of time knows this. So WHY would you expect me to be happy about them?
My hubs and I have had similar discussions about stuffed animals, cheesy greeting cards, and the fact that after 3 years, he STILL can’t order my food correctly.
It wouldn’t be so bad if I didn’t put such effort into choosing and selecting his favorite everything, EVERY SINGLE DAY. But you can’t remember that I don’t like pickles? WTF?!
@Nikiloveli, and you can easily pluck the pickles off but that isn’t the point LOL! I agree!
@Yaa,
Even once you pluck them off, your sandwich still has those soggy little pickle juice places! I can still TASTE IT!
@Yaa,
it seems like ya’ll both had communication issues. and by “had communication issues” i mean “were crazy”
@The Champ, LMAO…this was true. And by “was” I mean “is”. LOL!
I don’t think this is a dumb argument. This is a LEGIT argument. Matter fact, it shouldn’t even be a argument. It woulda been over when she started leavin only $20 or $40 here and there and not my two fiddy like I asked. And it DEFINITELY woulda been over when she asked me why I need her money anyway!
Yeah, I’m gettin mad and it aint even my scenario…
@nia,
This was a reply to V Renee, btw. See, I was so irritated, I didn’t even hit reply.
@nia, Same here. I loves mah friends, Lawd knows I do, but that garden tool woulda been put out.
@nia,
I was getting pissed and it wasn’t my situation either. My heart was racing, my hand was itching like I wanted to smack a biatch and it wasn’t even my house.
I’ve had too many silly arguements to even pinpoint one to share.
Sad, I know…lol
@miss t-lee,
Awe come on everybody’s sharing which is caring Missty Lee the sensei. *assumes flinched up fighting possition* Sensei be throat punchin for no reason sometimes.
@WuDaMan,
Okay since you asked here are some topics that have caused arguements in the past…
1. correct DMX lyrics
2. the correct pronounciation of a certain word/place
3. Hanging the phone up on me mid-sentence
4. changing the channel while I’m watching cold case
5. leaving a swallow of liquid in the pitcher instead of drinking it all
6. saving a “corner” of food when it should have obviously been all finished
7. leaving the toilet seat up
8. Why the Dallas Cowboys suck
9. Bringing up old ish
That’s all I can think of right now.
*chuckling*
@miss t-lee,
That reminds me of an argument I had about a dude I was dating changing the radio while I was driving. Without asking anything… in my car. That made me go through the roof. It’s ok for you not to like what’s on the radio, what’s not ok is for you to change something with no consideration for the others. Yes, I do happen to really enjoy a Prairie Home Companion!!!!
The guy was probably scratching his head as to why it got me so furious…
@Ms. Sula,
I too, have had that arguement.
@miss t-lee,
If we were married and you “sassed” the Cowboys….I would filed for divorce that very day citing irreconcilable diffrences and payed not a dime in alimony(in Texas, they would put you on death row for that foolishness)
@Marty McFly,
*sniggling*
I got into it big time with my boyfriend when my best friend was getting married. I was in school in Philly, my man came from Brooklyn to come get me the night before, and the next morning we’d hit the wedding in the Bronx. I told him the whole day’s schedule, wedding in the morning in the Bronx, reception is late afternoon in Jersey and he agreed.
We drive all the way from BK to Jersey SOLELY so I can attend and as soon as we get back to his place he hits me with “I’m not going”. Mind you, I had no car and the Bronx is more than a cab ride away from Brooklyn. So after I sufficiently fussed him out about that he agrees to go.
Wedding goes fine. My homegirl asks if I wanna stay in BX and ride with her to NJ for the reception. Boyfriend says “nah, we’ll head out there later. We wanna go home now”. We go back to BK and again this fool hits me with the “I’m not going”.
So after I bark on him about that we get to the reception and 15 minutes in he tells me he’s ready to leave.
I’m still not sure what kinda point he was tryna make but I don’t think I’ve threatened to crash a car or cut a ninja so many times in one night. I don’t get why some men claim not to like drama or bickering only to turn around and intentionally say things to push your buttons.
@Me fail english?,
Bk to jersey is a hike tho lol.
Nah I have no words for this, maybe he was hoping that you would change your mind after you went back to the crib?
@Dorian G.,
I hear you about the distance. And I understood if he just wanted to drop me with my girlfriend so she and I could go to the reception together. But why wait til I no longer have that option (I mean as soon as we got over the damn Williamsburg!) to tell me by the way “I aint going”. It was like he would purposely try to screw with me!! I felt like I was taking crazy pills!!!
@Me fail english?, So after I bark on him about that we get to the reception and 15 minutes in he tells me he’s ready to leave.
You drove all the way to Jersey and he wanted to leave after 15 minutes??? Dayum!
@Me fail english?,
he probly never wanted to go in the first place and only agreed cause you wanted to go. When the time came for him to actually go he thought about the horrible time he would have and changed his mind.
@Deviant,
he probly never wanted to go in the first place and only agreed cause you wanted to go. When the time came for him to actually go he thought about the horrible time he would have and changed his mind.
yeah, this is what i was thinking as well
@The Champ,
me too, but that’s when you just suck it up and go.
@Deviant,
so why not just say that? flip-flopping is for footwear.
@Chocolate Girl Wonder,
Exactly. And why keep waiting until I’m stuck with yo monkey ass to decide you dont wanna go to the wedding, you dont wanna go to the reception, you dont wanna stay more than 15 minutes. You couldn’t figure this stuff out when I still had the option to do it another way? Now you must endure my wrath.
@Me fail english?,
Because men enjoy a good power struggle. They want to have control. He wanted you to be dependent on him to go. Otherwise, he coulda just let you hop a ride with your friend to the reception.
@Dom,
Yup. The women seem to get it. I think this argument hastened the demise of our rel’ship too. I was just too sick of all this meaningless power struggling. I still get a headache when I speak to him.
@Deviant,
And another thing, if you didn’t wanna go, the least you coulda done (since you didn’t have the balls to say so in the first place) is grin and bear it once I start relying on you to get me there. I’ve done it plenty of times for him. Be fair.
@Me fail english?,
Life ain’t fair kid. Kids starve all around the world while I order triple fat subs from Blimpie and can’t eat the whole thing and end up throwing it out.
@Deviant,
Lol. Look at me laughin at world hunger. What has become of me??
@Deviant,
That’s fine. But this is how people get cut.
@Me fail english?,
then who we callin crazy when the cops show up?
I wish a ninja would call the cops. Call it what you want but we both know in a “domestic situation” black man=aggressor.
Life aint fair kid. HA!
Seriously, no one would get cut…unless he really pissed me off
@Me fail english?,
you aint seen every episode of cops. If dude bleeding and u standing there with the kitchen knife you are getting maced. Of course the cops will mock and question my manhood but they will cuff you up and call you the crazy broad.
@Deviant
I’ve seen episodes of real life. And if I was “attacked” and had to defend myself…my word against yours.
@Me fail english?,
I’d just have to get my sister and cousins to jump you while I’m in jail
@Deviant,
Can’t none of them hoes beat me
@Deviant,
This is FUN-NY!!
Ok. I’ve got another one. My current bf sent me a text while we were still “just talking” from an unknown number only identifying himself as my “man”
Me: “Who this is?”
Him: “Well how many men do you got? You should know who this is if you only got one”
Me: “Apparently I don’t. Don’t text here again”
[next day]
Him: “Good Morning”
Me: “If you dont wanna tell me who this is, don’t text here again”
He then proceeds giving me some long, buttsex, gay ass speech about how I must be cheating and he aint know I was foul like that, blah, blah, blah… This, knowing full well we hadn’t contacted each other in almost two weeks. How the hell you gon play that game with a chick that’s not yours?!
He also has a really bad memory and fights me over things that are easily proven (what time did he call?, did I call back?) sometimes I just get up and walk away when he’s mid-sentence. Or I’ll shout “WHAT?!” and then pretend I forgot what he was talking about and change the subject. He’s usually still pissed but at least I don’t have to listen to his yapping.
@Me fail english?,
Please break up with him. We can’t serve as your character witnesses in court once you kill him!
@Me fail english?
” long, buttsex, gay ass speech ”
WOW. LMAO
@Me fail english?,
“My current bf sent me a text while we were still “just talking” from an unknown number only identifying himself as my “man””
Why do some men like to set these “traps” to test you? A former BF had his friend call and pretend that I gave him my number. He called my house phone and I have caller ID. So a portion of the conversation went like this:
Me: Derick is that you?
Derick: Naw. This is Mike. “Member you gave me your number.
Me: Derick, I see your name on the caller ID.
I was disgusted with myself for getting involved with such idiots. Block your number dummy!
@Ms. Hall,
LMAO!!! I’m surprised he aint try to convince you “oh you think it says ‘Derick’. Trust me it says ‘Mike’”. That seems like smthg a guy I’d date would do.
But yeah I hate when guys do “tests” too. If I can see them coming I usually “fail” on purpose just to see what he’s gonna do about it. Just be patient and learn me!
@Ms. Hall,
Are men the ONLY one that test folks in relationships?
@Monk,
“Are men the ONLY one that test folks in relationships?”
Probably not. But personally I wouldn’t do it. Testing in my book means that you don’t trust the person. If that’s the case just don’t get involved. Testing someone makes you look stupid. ESPECIALLY IF YOU DON’T BLOCK YOUR NUMBER.
Aargh…I’m still disgusted with myself for talking to that guy.
@Ms. Hall,
Testing in its initial stages might not be a sign of distrust if it’s something like say slowing up your walk to test to see if a dude’s going to open the door for you or the guy’s equivalent of seeing if a chick’s going to reach across and pull your door handle.
I agree that if you don’t trust someone and you’re already doing things to “catch” them, you probably shouldn’t be dealing with them in the first place.
@Me fail english?,
lol, ummmmm…why are you two still together? some of the stuff you mentioned seems hazardous as hell?
@The Champ,
Nah, they’re pretty small annoyances. Those are the BIGGEST arguments we’ve had after being together about a year and as crazy as he is his poor short term memory makes it impossible for him to stay mad at me much longer than coupla minutes. So I’m not complaining.
I think these stupid arguments are provoked to start the ‘breakdown’ process. It’s like testing the perimeter and security barrier–they poke and prod to make mental notes in regard to vulnerability.
I have gotten in arguments over the tv channel–not like you think. This girl was over at my crib and told me she wanted to watch a show coming on. I put the channel on the station. I was in the kitchen. She starts going off on how selfish I am, and how we only watch programs that I want to watch. I tell her that the station is on her show, which she tells me is not on. I tell her that it is my place-I watch what I want, second, I was being courteous by placing the channel on her show. She starts yelling how she doesn’t believe I will be there for, etc. Turns out that the show was rescheduled/wrong date.
It’s like Chris Rock said, “Men argue for logic and to make sense; Women argue for distance and irritation!”
@BlkBond,
I think these stupid arguments are provoked to start the ‘breakdown’ process. It’s like testing the perimeter and security barrier–they poke and prod to make mental notes in regard to vulnerability.
i agree and sh*t
@BlkBond,
Yep.
Unfortunately, arguments are a natural part of relationships. And it seems like the bigger the ego’s involved, the more petty arguments you have. The dumbest argument I’ve has was over what we were previously arguing about. Yes, that effing stupid.
The hard part is when you get really into it and end up saying something that hits below the belt or offends the other person. You can’t take that stuff back and it just mars the relationship.
@Dom
Yeah that is the hard part about arguing. Once you say something super foul, you can’t take that sh*t back.
Okay, I got another one. I wasn’t in a rel’ship but my friend tried to set me up with a dude that I just wasn’t feeling. I was trying to be polite but I think I was also a little standoffish (minimal eye contact, didn’t attempt to engage him in convo) cuz dude was acting a lil creepy (he kept making comments about my shape) and I didn’t want him to think it was all good.
Anyhow, somehow we get on the topic of race and how he hates it when people assume he’s black. Now he looks like Eddie Murphy but growing up in a diverse place I’m used to people whose phenotypes don’t match up with my idea of how a race looks. Out of respect I wasn’t gonna debate him on whether or not he’s “black”.
What burned my hash (and got the first reaction out of me all night) was when he said he wasn’t descended from Africans. You blacker than me, punk! We did battle for a good twenty minutes wherein he tried to convince me that while he clearly had Quisqueyano and Euro blood these were “no Africans in [his] lineage”. . .dark skin, high cheekbones, coarse hair and all.
His throat. My fist. Just sayin’.
@Me fail english?,
“You blacker than me, punk”
i’d definitely rock this t-shirt if i ever had the opportunity to interview alan keyes
@The Champ,
I’d rock this joint too since I’m so high-yellowed and shyt.
***I shall preface this anecdote by saying that I, for one, STILL don’t believe that this was a “dumb” argument (at least on my end), and I’m including it here only because those close to me assure me that it was so. ***
I met this guy in a club, and apparently copped his number in a drunken state. I know I must have been drunk, because afterward, I couldn’t remember what he looked like. Smart me, I’d anticipated this, and left myself a little note next to his name my phone…YF/LL (Yella Fella, Long ‘Lashes.) I knew he must have been pretty cute, because I don’t usually go for the lighter skinned type, they f* up my Polaroids. (If you can name that reference, you need a new hobby.)
Fast forward several weeks, and dude and I are now communicating daily, yet strangely, we still haven’t seen each other again. He makes the comment that it feels like I’m his girl.
Me: …
Crickets: …uh, chirp?
Him: “OH IT’S LIKE THAT?! Blah blah blahbitty blee.
I manage to change the subject, until he brings it back up several minutes later.
Him: What is it? You think you too good? You think you ballin’ cuz you live in Sugarland? (Huh?) What? Hell, you work, I work. You got a spot, I got a spot. You went to school, I went to school…shyt, I’m probly smarter than you!
Me: You seem to be very emotional right now. Maybe this isn’t the best time to revisit that particular subject.
Him: See?! SEE!! That’s some dumb shyt right there! How you gonna “revisit” a TOPIC?! Revisit means to visit again! Aint got shyt to do with conversation! SEE! Your azz thinkin’ you smart! That’s some dumb shyt!
(Repeatedly refers to me as Sugarland).
Me: So, let me get this strait…you’re saying that the only appropriate way to use the term “revisit” is when one is referring to physically returning to a location? Gotcha. Mkay, how about we just not talk about THIS anymore, either. Because it really seems like you’re upset about something else…
Him: (mockingly) Yeah, maybe we can REVISIT this at another time! (snicker).
Me: Okay. At this point, I’m beginning to get upset. So why don’t we just–
Him: Nah! Nah! Ask somebody! I want you to ask somebody RIGHT NOW if it’s possible to “revisit” a conversation!
Me: Um, I’m at my house, alone, but I can ask my homeboy MERRIAM. Matter of fact, LOSE MY NUMBER, dumb*ass!
*click*
I didn’t talk to him again for a month, and by that time I was involved with someone else. It took this whole weekend for me to remember his name, but I remember that conversation vividly.
@Nikiloveli,
LMBAO! Those are the best convos, when a dude starts yelling at you and it takes you like 5 minutes to realize what set him off.
Philly dudes would do this to me consistently when I first moved there as soon as I said I was from New York. Esp. if I made the mistake of saying I missed home!
@Nikiloveli,
Sugarland…hahahha!!!!!
@Nikiloveli,
That conversation is so idiotic I prolly woulda laughed more than got mad. Which prolly woulda made him more mad. SMH…
On another note…I recently went to the VSB page on FB and saw some of the pics of the Happy Hour and I must say…I’m jealous. I wanna kick it too! I might be friendin some of yall soon. Don’t worry, I will identify myself.
@Nikiloveli,
This is so classic crazy…you dodged a bullet girl.
@Nikiloveli,
hahahahaa hail to the nah.. that dude was dumb.
@Nikiloveli,
Bwahahaha! Sugarland!
@Nikiloveli,
LMAO. That is too funny. After the first outburst I’d have said:
“Did you take your meds today?” LOL.
Since I’ve been married before you know I’ve been in all kinds of stupid arguments but the one I really remember is when my then husband tried to argue with me about the right way to load a dishwasher….muthaf@cker, if the dishes come out clean, who cares which way they were loaded???
@luvtheshoes,
I have seen the dishwasher argument go down and been a part of it myself (like you, I was told I was doing it wrong!). Nuts.
@luvtheshoes,
The type A personalities tend to get into this debate. One of my best frends from h.s. is like that, but she got it honestly from her dad. Her mom will load the washer, then she’ll go behind her mom and re-load it, then her dad will come along and re-load it again. All before the dang machine gets turned on. Her mom is the only one who is not crazy like that – and she drinks, lol!
@luvtheshoes,
lol. Me and my mom used to have this fight. She said I was doing it wrong and in her defense some plastic cups got melted. But why the hell was she saving plastic SOLO cups in the first place? We had more glasses and ceramics than could comfortably fit in the cupboards and she’s saving these joints like we’re getting ready for the beer pong world cup
@luvtheshoes,
*no comment*
pops had me doin dishes since I was 5…i got my system DOWN
@luvtheshoes
Was it like the scene from Rachel Getting Married?
@V Renee,
Not quite the competition version like the movie but there were the occassional “F- you’s” thrown around.
Btw, saw that movie for the first time this weekend and loved it
@V Renee,
That’s the exact scene I was thinking of! Oh my god.
At least, theirs was funny and cute.
@luvtheshoes,
I have had that argument in every relationship roommate situation, and with my mom growing up….. grrrrrr….
Queen: you said you’d be home in the afternoon
King: the sun ain’t set yet
Queen: I had things to do
King: You can still do them
No talkin for uh….almost 2 weeks….some messed mess….
The best argument was uh when a chick threw a show at me…..
@KingPine,
I bet you matrix ducked that shoe. LOL.
@WuDaMan,
sang “no woman no cry” and kept makin breakfast too…
@KingPine & Wudaman,
You two are something else.
I once got into a argument with a gf because I checked HER out.
We walked up to a glass door and I saw a really cute girl so I turned around to see her but there was no one behind me. I realized that it was my girlfriend. I thought that would be a cool thing to tell her, since that showed that even after being with her for 3 years I still think she’s as tempting as she was from day one. Needless to say, she didn’t feel the same way.
She got mad at me because, technically, I checked out some random girl, because I didn’t actually know it was her. She was PO’ed for the rest of the day.
I still don’t completely understand that situation.
@Landis91,
LMAO!!! Yo i’ve read this three times and died laughing each time. Women *shrug*
@Landis91,
“I thought that would be a cool thing to tell her”
That’s where the train left the tracks man….lol
@Landis91,
She’s right. You didn’t know it was her, so you did, in fact check out some random chick.
Men would get along so much better in life if y’all would realize that we judge intent, while you judge outcome.
If I threw a knife at your head, but missed, does that mean that you don’t get to be mad? I thought not. Like I said…INTENT.
@Nikiloveli,
Word. I don’t know how he thought any convo with his girl starting with “So I was checkin out this chick with the mean fatty…” was going to go well. Haha
@Nikiloveli,
you know thats crazy right?
@Deviant,
It is NOT.
If, at the time when he was spinning all around, catching whiplash and whatnot, he was NOT aware that the object of his lust was in fact, his girlfriend? Then he was checking out some random azz. Point blank.
Can we get a VSB post on this please?!
@Nikiloveli,
would you rather he look at you and go…blah
@Deviant,
I would rather he not try to take credit for gawking at an unidentified female form, just because he LATER deemed it to be me.
@Nikiloveli,
But is it inherently wrong to appreciate (or “checking out”) something we think is attractive/beautiful/cute/what have you?
That’s where I tend to think we women do a bit much. I rather him look and be secure enough in our relationship to admit that… than pretend he doesn’t look… because he DOES. I know I do check out dudes at the gym (or anywhere really) complete with turn around up and down looks.
I don’t know… this one is one I don’t get too riled up over. I find it kinda cute and endearing.
Ok. Color me weird. It’s ok.
@Ms. Sula,
OK see, I don’t really have a problem with my personal S/O looking. However, HIS girl obviously had a problem with HIM looking. So, he violated. Point blank.
@Ms. Sula,
I actually agree with you. But the discussion wasn’t about me and what I would do. It was about her. She had a problem with him gawking. He gawked. Period.
@Ms. Sula,
“But is it inherently wrong to appreciate (or “checking out”) something we think is attractive/beautiful/cute/what have you? ”
No. But it is extremely poor judgment to tell your GF about it when the object is another female. Landis91, bruva, you walked into that one.
@Landis91,
I guess that’s a prime example of chick logic.
I know I would have sided with her was I PMS-ing…
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@Landis91,
“so I turned around to see her”
“You know you done f*cked up , right?”
If you’d have stopped at seeing said cutie and then relaying to your girlfriend that it was her, she’d probably had laughed it off but you just had to be greedy.
According to recent conversations with women I’ve dealt with in the past, all of my arguments were stupid. However, I will go on the record to say that it wasn’t that I had stupid thoughts…the women all tried to have a discussion with me, which (since we had opposing views and I’m no easy win) resulted in a mini-argument which ended with them fuming because they couldn’t get me to come down on my stance or submit to their opinion. Such is life…
What’s worse is one of the chicks said that I should let her win to show that I care….bwwhahahahahah.
@CPT Callamity,
I’m the same way most of the time. My opinions are sacred to me, and honestly you should feel the same way about your own opinions.
The ladies get more leeway, because their nothing fun about sleeping by yourself.
Lets see. Fights.
how we practiced the song last time vs how the director want it done this time. (this was particularly funny like two lil kids or old married coupe no yes no yes no yes noOOO yes no YEEEEESSS no yes)
cigarette smoke is disgusting
don’t fart on me
fighting to be understood
fighting to do the doggie squatting man
fighting over how to make the sweet potato pie
fighting cuz I think it’s funny
fighting cuz they think it’s funny
hmmm
@WuDaMan,
On the real I was getting nervous reading what VSB P had to post today. Being a poster who is phoneticly challenged. I was like oh no. But then I remembered I’m a man & I got too much respect for people and their parents right to name their kids. Like by budy Phil Philpot *snicker* he was forced into a life long habbit of …. n snackin.
I faught cuz she never paid
I faught cuz she always thought of something for me to pay for
I faught cuz she was wrong knew she was wrong and kept acting like she was right…
Hey y’all…. long time no type and shyt… I think my dumbest argument was with my ex about whether weed was a drug as he started smoking a year into our relationship and I had told him in the beginning I was not a big fan of the ganja smoking, and after he had judged me into quitting smoking cigarettes at the beginning of the relationship….. needless to say I broke up with him bc this became a daily argument…. side note: he lost his job a few months after we broke up bc of random* drug* testing…. wonder if he thinks it is a drug now?
@Naturally Alise,
*stairing into the air a lil rolling tongue around in mouth* bitter are we? oh yeah you end up w/o the extra cost of a cigarette habbit and he got wha? sarite I’m w/ you on the argument though it is so a drug. just like the alkyhall.
@Naturally Alise,
its still not a drug
@Deviant,
Really?! What do you call it then?
@Chocolate Girl Wonder,
party accessories
@Deviant,
or favors, if you’re generous.
@Nikiloveli,
I’m always generous
@Chocolate Girl Wonder,
Vegetables.
Mama always said to eat my vegetables.
my then boyfriend and i were on the way back from the grocery store. i consider myself to be a lover of all good music, and he was well….he was a fan of 50, fab, anything that came on the radio, etc. (this was actually probably one of the reasons it didn’t work out anyway).
so some fabolous song came on (some song he had with a chick circa 2003), and this song came on at least fifty-leven times per day, and not being of fan of the song anyway, i turned to my solid go to old school station. “love ballad” by ltd was on, so i left it there and started groovin.
approximately 34 seconds later, he turns back to said fab song, so .5 seconds later i turn back to ltd. he has the nerve to get at me and and ask why we can’t ever listen to what he wants to listen to. i say cuz 1) we’re in my car and 2) you like whack music.
we didn’t speak for like 7 days, and while this may not sound like a long time, we had 3 classes together!!
@A Plus,
If it was Fab and Tamia “I’m so into you” that song is crack and you were trippin.
Also it depends on the mood of the moment. I mean some moments don’t call for boring a$$ late 80′s r&b.
@Dorian G., if by crack you mean harmful to your health, then yes. the song was ok, but after hearing it a gazillion times, i did not feel like hearing it again.
and the mood of the moment didn’t matter, what mattered was that it was my car. i never touch anyone elses radio when i’m in their car unless i have permission…maybe it’s just me
and ltd isn’t boring a$$ late 80s r&b, it’s classic late 70s soul
@A Plus,
LOL I mean if its your car of course you have the right to put it on whatever you like. However if that was your boyfriend I do wanna ask why now all the possessiveness? Usually in relationships women be trying to make everything we, us and our like we lining up or something.
@Dorian G., eh…i guess i’m not like most women. there are few things that i am possessive over, and one is the car radio, (but thats a whole other issue).and he knew this and this was one of the things he would do to purposefully irk me. he knew that i was dead tired of that particular song and he knew it aggrivated me when people would just up and turn radio stations, skip tracks, etc. without at least asking. but we would argue over stupid things like this and both of us were so stubborn we wouldn’t talk to each other for days, even if we sat right beside each other in class.
@Dorian G.,
Usually in relationships women be trying to make everything we, us and our
Boy stop. Aint no woman tryna share her car with you! lol
@A Plus,
you were right and that dude should be pushed into traffic
@A Plus,
I’ma say this one time da**it,
YOU NEVER TURN FROM L.T.D. – LOVE BALLAD, PERIOD!!!
I would probably fight someone for turning the station while any certified classic is on. There aren’t that many so it shouldn’t be a hard rule to follow.
I’m done now.
1. Not listening to the directions on the navigator. And not turning it off. There’s just how many times you can hear that woman telling you how she’s ‘recalculating route” before committing GBH.
2. The shirt that he thinks is lame. Him: [Describes said shirt]: Me: Nah, that’s not the one- it’s the one that [describes the shirt I think is lame].
3. Circumcised s3x vs. uncircumcised s3x.
4. Some flight tech detail about the Hudson river landing. He’s a pilot. I have an arts degree *Hangs head in shame*
@Wanjiru,
Bwahaha!
So tell me exactly how .3 came about and pray tell me it ended in some actual s3x.
You know what I can kinda understand the directions bit. I personally HATE to ask for directions and/or follow GPS thingies.
And shame on you for discussing technical details of a LANDING with a PILOT!
I had one of those last week-end.
On how to handle hypothetic going home scenarios once we’re married. Like who the eff has those conversations anyways?
It turns out me saying “I wouldn’t ask you to go home with me if you want to hang out with your boys” is me not being able to “show vulnerability and always trying to have the upper hand in things”. Uh???? Are you serious?
I just told him, “Ok, I’ll bug you and tell you to come home with me so you can go on and complain to your friends about how nutty and crazy women are”…. and surprisingly this solved the issue.
*smh*…. Men *rolleyes*.
@Ms. Sula,
*sigh* and if you leave him at the bar with the boys to go home, you’re showing just how hard you are. (particularly bad if you take the car)
And if you stay and look tired, you’re proving a point.
And if you ask him “baby, I’m tired and need to go home”, you’re trying to tell the world that he has a curfew. Whaaa???)
And the dingier the bar, the longer we stay.
Bars that allow you to drink *and* buy rounds for less than $20 (in a period of like 5 hours) should be banned. And burned.
@Wanjiru,
Bars that allow you to drink *and* buy rounds for less than $20 (in a period of like 5 hours) should be banned. And burned
where is this bar?
And the dingier the bar, the longer we stay
…the dingier the bar the more fun it is
I’m surprised no one brought up the TV remote argument…
Classic dumb argument
me: let me see the remote
her: i don’t have it
me: then where is it?
her: i don’t know
me: it was on espn when i left, it is now on e! where did you put it?
her: i don’t know
(it is at this point, you realize that the argument is too deep to be about a remote)
me: can you just give me the remote?!
her: i don’t have it.
me: i know you don’t have it! i know you don’t know where it is right now! where did you have it last?!
her: stop screaming at me.
(it is at this point that a man always gets upset because he is always convinced he is never screaming, lol)
me: you know what? f*ck the remote, get the f*ck out.
her: you not going to drop me off?
me: (ignoring the hell out of her.)
My ex and I used to fuss because I wouldn’t ALWAYS use my turn signal/blinker when changing lanes. So…if we’re the only joka’s on the road after leaving the club/homie’s house/party/waffle house and it’s like 2 or 3am, why does it matter? Who am I giving a signal to? And besides, I’m driving, so shut up. You’ve got an issue, jump in the driver’s seat first. But this used to frustrate the hell out of him…oh well…we’re donezo now.
That would be the great Cheez-it smackdown of 2002. Yupper. Lemme paraphrase it for ya.
The biggest fight Robby and I ever had was over a dang box of Cheez-its. No. I.AM.NOT.LYING.
Little cheddar wedges of heaven yall.
I went to the grocery store on Friday to MAKE groceries (never forget I’m country folks) and bought a box of Cheez-its. Got home…unpacked groceries.
Fast forward to Tuesday. I’m curled up on a chair in front the fireplace enjoying a good read and the thought came into my mind that I wanted some Cheez-its. So I uncurled myself and went to the kitchen to get a snack bowl (trick I do to make sure I don’t over eat snacks…I pour em into a small bowl cuz if not…I’d eat too many) and opened the cabinet for some Cheez-its.
Box missing.
I look for box.
No box.
I stalk over to Robby’s room…
Me: Where are the Cheez-its?
Robby: (watching some sporting something) What Cheez-its?
Me: The Cheez-its I bought Friday.
Robby: (looking up at me like I’m crazy) I finished them off yesterday.
Me: You ate a whole box of Cheez-its?
Robby: Monnie…I BEEN eating those Cheez-its!
Me: So you didn’t save me ANY?
Robby: I didn’t know you hadn’t eaten any!
Me: OF COURSE I DIDN’T EAT ANY CUZ YOU ATE THE WHOLE DANG BOX!
Robby: YOU ACT LIKE I ATE THE WHOLE DANG BOX IN ONE SITTING! THAT’S BEEN DAYS!
Me: YEAH DAYS WHERE YOUR SELFISH AZZ ATE A WHOLE DANG BOX OF CHEEZ-ITS WITHOUT THINKING I WOULDN’T WANT SOME CHEEZ-ITS!
Robby: IF YOU WANTED SOME DANG CHEEZ-ITS YOU SHOULD HAVE ATE SOME DANG CHEEZ-ITS HELL! NOBODY STOPPING YOU FROM EATING SOME DANG CHEEZ-ITS!
Me: BUT I CAN’T EAT ANY IF YOU’VE ALREADY EATEN THEM ALL UP! YOU’RE SELFISH!
Robby: YOUR AZZ SHOULD HAVE EATEN SOME BEFORE! WHO IN THE HELL WAITS UNTIL TUESDAY TO EAT SOME DANG CHEEZ-ITS THEY BOUGHT ON FRIDAY!
Me: WELL SOME OF US EAT THINGS IN MODERATION WHEN WE WANT IT AND NOT JUST BECAUSE IT’S THERE!
Robby: LOOK! I WANTED SOME FUGGIN CHEEZ-ITS…I ATE SOME DANG CHEEZ-ITS! DON’T GET MAD AT ME CUZ YOUR AZZ TOO SLOW ON THE DRAW.
Me: SO WHAT YOU’RE SAYING IS YOU ARE SELFISH AND YOU KNOW THIS!
Robby: Whatever…I’m not about to get upset about some dang Cheez-its THAT YOU SHOULD HAVE EATEN ALREADY IF YOU WANTED SOME!
Me: I DIDN’T WANT ANY UNTIL TODAY!!!!!!!!! WHY SHOULD I HAVE TO EAT THEM AS SOON AS I BUY THEM TO INSURE YOU WON’T EAT THEM ALL BEFORE I CAN GET SOME? WHY NOT JUST THINK…HEY…MONNIE MIGHT WANT SOME CHEEZ-ITS LATER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
AAAAAARRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Skrait.
Beef.
I wanted to stab him.
I was so mad my chest was heaving and I started crying hot, angry tears behind the door to our bedroom that I’d slammed so hard wall art tilted all over the apartment.
I.HATE.HIM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
He waited about ten minutes before he came in the room and tried to talk to me but he was mad too. As far as he was concerned, he’d done nothing wrong. He had some Cheez-it’s on Friday, a couple of times on Saturday while watching games, a couple of times on Sunday while watching games and finished em off on Monday watching a game. No biggie.
I was hurt. Upset to the CORE of me because…I felt that his eating the whole box excluded me in the most SINGULAR way.
See…Monnie and Robby had only been living together for about a month. And neither of us was very good at co-habitating yet. In fact…we SUCKED at it. BIG.TIME.
That fight lasted clean till the next day and I don’t really remember but I think he did some azzhole thing like went bought ten boxes of Cheez-it’s or something like that. Knowing me…I prolly threw them off the balcony…I really don’t remember.
But…I remember that damn fight.
@CreoleInDC,
Ok, this made me laugh harder than anything else on this post, including my own addition.
@Nikiloveli,
Humph. If I’m honest with myself I’m STILL mad bout that ish. His azz eating saltines for dinner tonight. Just WAIT till he walks through that door. HUMPH!
@CreoleInDC,
That’s messed up, I gotta speak out for the brother;
“Why you gotta be getting mad about old stuff and sh*t?”
@MDUBB,
No worries. He had a ribeye, sweet potato fries and veggie pasta. The man is spoiled.
@CreoleInDC,
Being spoiled sounds like fun.
I’ma keep that in mind for motivation in relationships from now on.
@CreoleInDC,
LMAO. At first I thought this was the funniest line:
Me: OF COURSE I DIDN’T EAT ANY CUZ YOU ATE THE WHOLE DANG BOX!
But after reading further this gets the gold star:
Robby:…WHO IN THE HELL WAITS UNTIL TUESDAY TO EAT SOME DANG CHEEZ-ITS THEY BOUGHT ON FRIDAY!
Although it sounds funny now (to me) I can feel your pain. After having lived by yourself for so long co-habitation is a b*|ch.
jokingly got called lame for liking and going to theatre performance..jokingly retorted well maybe i should just take my a@@ to a go-go… yeah, um, he got offended…i was like, what? you got some nerve to be offended…i thought we was just joking…he started defendin go-go music is a preference…no sh$t sherlock…but wtf you thinking going to the theatre is?
moral of story: need to date men that are well rounded and open minded…
@maria,
Or who just aren’t wussies.