Ah, misspent youth.My sister was like that as a kid/teenager too. Until, one day, I learned the magical effect of laughing! Whenever she'd try to do something to make me mad, I'd start laughing (it was entirely by accident one day that she said something that struck me as funny rather than annoying when she meant it to be annoying). This would make her mad because she wasn't getting the response she was aiming for, so I'd laugh harder at her getting all in a huff about it.TheStatutoryApe said:
It was the best thing in the world to get her to just walk away in a huff. My sister didn't just say things. She took my things and threw things at me and what not. When I watched TV she would walk in and change the channel to what ever she wanted to watch. She followed me around so she could do things to annoy me like watching TV or listening to music while I was trying to read. One time I was walking down the hallway to go to my room and she stepped into the hallway and blocked me walking through. She just stood there like I needed to walk all the way back through the hallway so she could walk through even though there was plenty of room for us to walk past each other. I backed up against the wall and gave her an insolent you go ahead gesture. She walked past me and shoved me into the wall. A picture frame on the wall fell behind me, the glass broke, and it cut up my ankle. I had to go to the doctor and get stitches. She insisted that the whole thing was my fault because I was being a jerk and got pissed off at me and my parents because she got in trouble.Moonbear said:My sister was like that as a kid/teenager too. Until, one day, I learned the magical effect of laughing! Whenever she'd try to do something to make me mad, I'd start laughing (it was entirely by accident one day that she said something that struck me as funny rather than annoying when she meant it to be annoying). This would make her mad because she wasn't getting the response she was aiming for, so I'd laugh harder at her getting all in a huff about it.
We get along fairly well now. We're still pretty different and she's still definitely flaky, but we've long outgrown picking on each other. Though, it really took until she was pregnant with my nephew before she really mellowed.
The story is about a brother and sister who have a silly argument over the use of air freshener in their shared bathroom.
The purpose of the story is to entertain and provide a lighthearted look at sibling relationships and the small conflicts that can arise between them.
Yes, the story is based on a real-life event that happened between the author and their brother.
The main lesson of the story is to not take yourself too seriously and to learn to compromise with others, especially family members.
As a scientist, my job is to observe and analyze data, not to relate to personal stories. However, I believe that most people with siblings can relate to the humorous and relatable dynamic between the brother and sister in the story.