I second chairman in this one.
My own wtf. Yesterday was my niece birthday. My sister bougth a small pool for her and called me up to help her because her husband aparently lack hands?
Anyway since is like the only amusing thing peter will have in months I comply.
So once there Im supposed to find a fix a little hole in the bottom of the pool. This is a prettt small, like meter and a half diameter and like 40 cm tall pool. I spent an hour looking for it without finding it, and the electrical power is cut while Im at it, so my brother in law tells us is fine like that, is only the floor of the thing and no water leaks out so we should install it.
I proceed to extacly do that and then my sister tell us that we were suposed to put something underneath. So Im told to find anything. Of course the sheet I selected was somehow wrong despite just getting told to "get any sheet".
After my sister pull out the rigth one, we start installing it but since the pool already have some water on it its too heavy so we must do it by lifting half of it and then the other half. Since it seems is already too heavy I tell them I will empty it into a few buckets and then refill it, the loss of water would be minimal and we will finish faster.
At this point my in law just say is okay like that. I know is not okay but is his darn pool. my sister says is not okay in the most ironic way possible. I reafirm them is going to take me a few more minutes, we are talking about 100lt of water at most.
She goes balistic against me and start shouting to leave her alone and stop ruining every special day she ever has.... to stop doing things just because I have to but do them with a smile, that I am a useless idiot that could not or did not want to find the hole in the thing...
I'm standing there trying to understand it all while she keep shouting and I must admit, I snapped back at her and told her that Im tired of this shit, Im backing her all the time and 90% of that all I get is ironic, sarcastic or insulting responses as retribution for my troubles. And then basically to go eat shit and die since Im very tired of all this.
Honestly I hated it because the kids started crying and mood just died.
After this I still finished installing everything and retired, left my wife and pete to have what little fun was left (he was still hyped by the pool and tell her to wait for my mother to arrive and once the "party" (there were no other people) finished to hitch her way back with her.
Oh to top it off my sister told the cleaning lady to skip that day and relied on me and my wife on doing everything heavy (moving furniture around, me doing the pool, my wife inflating baloons and doing the decoration) because... dunno, she just feel like it. And no, it was not saving money, she still payed her for the day. So in the end my wife had to clean before we start and after everything was done.
Now of course Im the bad guy because I left them alone (even despite before leaving I still finished the pool and moved all the furniture afterwards all the idiotic drama amd being "invited" to leave asap by my sister), my wife is even more indiferent at me after this and does not help at all on the sinking marriage front.
WTF with people? Why the need to compulsively fuck up other peoples lives over such miserable things as piece of fabric under a pool?
At any rate this sucks at so many levels. I only had a single meal yesterday and out of my anger developed a huge migrane and ended up trowing up at 3 am. Still have the piercing headache and have not eaten anything today because had to get out early to work on foot.
Fuck all this.... what the actual fuck. Was I Hittler in my past life or something?