My mother thinks she's a failure as a praent because I haven't moved out yet, didn't have a job until last Christmas, and am less prepared for the world than she personally thinks I should be. Quoting my father here.
When my mother gives instructions, they are extremely redundant, and there are random pauses in her sentences that make me want to smack her. She will repeat the same instruction in marginally different words three times in a single sentence, tells me what to do THE VERY SECOND THAT I COULD NOT BE MORE OBVIOUSLY DOING IT and NO MATTER HOW FUCKING OBVIOUS THE NEXT STEP IS.
We were cooking together this evening. And when I say 'we', I mean she stood and stared over my shoulder, didn't say a word unless it was already redundant, and didn't lift a finger to help.
And that's my rant over.
Okay, now the rant's over.