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The Bah-Humbug thread!

My mom took sick and passed away over Christmas time last year. I sat in the hospital room with my sweetie for many, many hours before she died. She was born 12/25/1930. I might say "Bah Humbug" but Christmas will always be special to me because of her.

I'm done with this thread.

Lost my Grandmother on the 27th of December 2010. Just after getting married to Rachel on the 11th. My Grandfather took sick December of 2005 and never recovered, died in May of 2006. I try not to hold that against December, it's not Santa's fault. Or Jesus'. :thinking:
 
I also had a stereotypical white suburban middle class upbringing too... but my house hold was like a war zone... my father used to almost ALWAYS YELL... screaming at me if I didn't drop absolutely EVERYTHING and IMMEDIATELY come and do as EXACTLY as he said...

My parents were jerks to me - never respecting my space and needs to enjoy this life as I wanted to... my father would come and bang on my door DRUNK almost every night and start yelling at me if I didn't come and watch the news calling me a loser and "you're like an ostrich with your head in the sand".

No matter what I did it was never good for enough for that ass hole.

He used to always tell me how awesome he was when he was conscripted / forced into the army (as were all white males in south africa back then to fight off the blacks during Apartheid) and always used to tell me how "awesome" he was and incredible he was... all the while yelling at me if I didn't do exactly as he says.

He used to scream at people (presenters) on the TV on the news telling them they are losers and don't know **** all.

My version of not just Christmas - in fact all of life is to just want peace and happiness and to get away from screaming people... I have wanted peace and quite for as long as I cna remember.....

I am nothing like my father.... I don't want success to be better than the whole universe combined... I want to success to live a happy stress free life because I feel I have never been allowed to ever take a break... living at home I felt more like an employee of a corporation (but with 00000 pay) than a son in a family.... I was never given the freedom to do and be what I wanted to be.... always screaming and yelling..... demanding demanding demanding.... my father used to throw cell phones machines around the house if he never got his own way.... I kind of hate him and my family.... I didn't want to be around my house during Christmas time.... I just wanted to be alone with my dog... I love animals because they are so humble and loving but people.... they are something else....

My father used to be quite successful... he still holds the patent for reverse software engineering for the USA, Canada and South Africa. After he got hit hard by multiple myloma (bone marrow cancer) 12 years ago he could no longer work as it took many years to get rid of the disease - and now he has a bond on the house of approximately 100 000 usd in your currency...

I am seriously wondering if I should even bother help bail him out or let them rot and die.

Peace, love and care are PRICELESS

 
Let him live @Stinky Stinky
You can afford it now #WINNING
Let him live @Stinky Stinky
You can afford it now #WINNING

Look..... I love my dad but there are definitely some serious issues between my family and I...

I think he finally regrets his behavior from the past... but I am not 100% sure yet he has learnt his lesson....

I mean not even a week ago I was sitting there and yet AGAIN he was yelling almost and telling me what to do sitting in his hopsital bed... I was sitting there and he was telling me that now I have very rare and highly desirable qualifications / skills I must be careful when signing a 3 year contract and ask for a yearly contract up for renewal each year so I can negotiate...

Then when I tried to explain to him that I have nothing to worry about because they were begging to hire me with my qualifications, loads of experience, knowledge ect ect - I am so rare that I told him they will not be calling the shots that I will be calling the shots and he just started yelling and said "JUST STOP AND LISTEN TO ME FOR ONCE"

When I tried to explain to him that I was head hunted for all the projects coming up there is no way in hell that they won't allow me to negotiate or will give me a hard time

But I "must" always listen to him all the time... I am not allowed to speak or have a different point of view... it has never been allowed...

We both started getting angry and the nurses all started looking into the cubicle a bit concerned and mother told me to stop it but I don't like it when I am not allowed to even speak or explain it was just stupid shit all over again and mindless / brainless grey hair generating bickering

I tried to tell my father that I am in such a strong position they don't even want an interview it's that strong... they were just over the moon before someone else got me instead...

He is so stressful trying to control ****ing EVERYTHING

I tried telling him I don't go looking for work it comes looking for me now but it was just the same old arguing and yelling

Anyway.... on a much more positive note - it looks like I am going to be saving South Africa millions ;)

My first project early next year is this little baby to test and authoriseit's gonna e tough as hell lol they want it up and running yesterday :)
 
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It's your time now.
I've run out of Mama's.
They come out of the sky;.. and they Stand there!

That's a Christmas song?

I appreciate your good answer though and maybe you are right and hopefully I decide to help them in the end and not let anger get the better of me.

Maybe you are right though... we were not always particularly cool though my dad and I.

Maybe I should bail them out... my grand mother told me I will regret not doing it later in life
 
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And that just about sums it up.
 
There is very little Christianity left in Christmas. We can blame Christians for that.

I plead guilty as charged....


May I propose a little solution?*

Most of the confusion around Christmas is due to the fusion of Christmas with other feasts and festivals (Yule, Saturnalia etc....) and the 'commercial' traditions of gift giving etc. People then end up in fights about Christmas Trees and the War on Christmas, when theres nothing Christian about a Tree covered in Tinsel in the first place. Christians complain about it being overshadowed by the commercialism, and secularists object to having religion stuffed down their throat.

No Christians really believe that December 25th is the actual Birthday of Jesus, so.. lets split them.

December for the Winter Festival, egg-nog, Trees, Mulled wine, Santa Clause etc... And move the Carols, mangers, masses, nativities to say.... May 25th

People are free to celebrate one, or the other, or both. As they are free to celebrate any other holidays (eid, hanukkah, diwali, festivus....)





*by the way.., if this is off topic for this thread.. tell me to stick a candy cane in it and i'll pipe down
 
I have to say when it comes to the holiday season, my favorite day is January 1st. I use to love the holidays, the shopping, the festival celebration's. Then roughly ten years ago that all changed.
My wife decided we were going to do that whole door buster thing. We were actually the third and fourth persons in line. However the staff at the Walmart decided to open the door on the other side of the store and let people flood in for ten minutes, before they opened the doors on our side, it was total chaos.
We got in and out in about twenty minutes. We decided we would never do it again. The following year my wife plotted out all the black Friday sales were going to hit, but not be the first ones in line. On Saturday she gave me a list of things to go get.
Then Monday came (cyber Monday) she had the home PC, two laptops , a tablet and her phone all going looking for sales. That's how it was for several years and eventually I just got sick of the holidays. We stop putting up a tree, going to parties, etc. Then along came the kids and their first Christmas everyone showed up . So we had to celebrate. Now our holiday planning starts in September, we have to plan out what the kids are going to wear for Halloween (at least the wife does) I am on the other hand think we should run to Walmart and let them pick out a costume and be done
In October the wife begins to plan for Thanksgiving and a week before Thanksgiving we go into Christmas prep mode. She gets mad at me because I don't seem to be in a rush to get things done. What really makes her mad is when she gives me a list and wants me to rush out the door to go get items and I will say I will go after my coffee.
As she is pushing me out the door, she's yelling there's a Starbucks close by , you can get coffee there.
 
Christ is in the name of the holiday. It's not Frank Christ's birthday party.

You do realize that "Christ" is a title and not a name? The historical figure who was (reportedly) born in a manger in Nazareth was Joshua ben Joseph ... and he was Jewish. "Jesus" is the Roman/Latin iteration of Joshua.

if this is off topic for this thread..

Not at all.

Religion and commercialism around Christmas time are the topic of heated discussions from Halloween until the Epiphany (or the Super Bowl, for those who are religious ;) ) The point is that's not going to change. Let people celebrate what they will and let them believe whatever fairy tale they like. But, when you put me in the position of lying to children for fun and the choice is either I'm a liar or a scrooge, it irritates the crap outta me.

I am also a bit annoyed with the absolutism of the joy and happiness of the season. It's certainly not there for everybody, but we don't want to hear about "those people" as they might be a bit of a downer and ruin our personal festive spirit.
 
I like to play the Christmas carols. They're pleasant tunes, and for me that's one of the nicest things about this time of year. People seem happy to hear them and sing along.
 
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