1 July 2010
Categorised as Miscellaneous & tagged with parents, technology.
After decades of the old blocky TV, we finally got a flat screen LCD TV in our house for the first time, a sweet 40-inch Sony Bravia. But this TV also made me realise how absolutely hopeless those old parents can be with new technology
Day 1
Stephen and I spent two hours moving the new TV into place and setting it up. We also kept the wiring of the various machines (DVD, Karaoke, etc.) the way they were. So technically, everything would have started working like magic after we plug the cables into the TV. However, we were left with an extra cable which we couldn’t figure out where to fit into.
When dad came home from work, he found the “hole” in the wall which that last cable was meant to go into. Good job dad! All he had to do with make that very last connection… But no, he pulled out all the other cables too, based on intuitive doubts about us young people’s abilities. I tried stopping him, but I was pushed away and yelled at by mum for not just sitting back and listening to dad.
So who had to do the work of fixing up everything in the end? Duh.
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4 January 2008
Categorised as Personal, Rants & tagged with asian, parents.
There are many times I just can’t help but wonder how my parents could ever come up with such amazing “reasons” of why I can’t do this and that – as a result, I get blocked stunned and speechless.
Now for the most recent examples of epic illogical Asian logics used to say “no”:
- I want to stay at school accommodation during summer school because I have two hours of class per day and bus takes two hours per day.
They said: If you want to go, move out now or don’t think about going. We have a house. You stay at school accommodation and you’ll get laughed at.
My reaction: Uhh?
Friends’ reactions: What?
- Anson’s coming to pick me up for our Maths exam this morning.
They said: A guy‘s taking you? Oh my gawd you owe him something! No you can’t let him take you. Because if he asks you to be his girlfriend you can’t reject!
My reaction: What. The. Fuax.
Anson’s reaction: LOL LOL LOL
- Suki invited me to have a sleepover at her place.
They said: Why are you sleeping at her house when we have a house? Her mum’s going to think you have no place to return to and you’ll get laughed at. Lose face!
My reaction: Dammit. Not again.
Friends’ reactions: GG
Every time I want to ask my parents for something I’m always afraid of them saying all the random crap I can’t respond to. One of the most common: “If you don’t like it here go be someone else’s daughter.” I’m wondering why they can’t learn to argue things the “proper” way? But I guess it’s just what it’s like under authoritarian control…
How would you respond to such things?
