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Women and their nagging

Women and their nagging - Jordan Parker

Today, I went early in the morning to buy one awning montreal. Apparently, there was no other place to find these things than on the big island. My wife has been bugging me for a while to change the old one we had on our patio. Honestly, I did not think our one was that bad, nor that it had to be replaced. But when a woman gets an idea, there is no way to make her change her mind. In my case, I had to buy one in order to stop my wife’s nagging.

If there is one thing that I hate the most that is being nagged! It is way beyond my comprehension why women chose to act this way, especially when they know that it is not something men are drawn to. On the contrary! Whenever my wife or anyone starts nagging, all I want to do is run away and find some place quiet where I could manage my work or enjoy my time without being constantly annoyed.

Sometimes I am thinking women are using this technique as a weapon. My wife seems to have mastered it quite well. That’s how she gets done whatever she wants. She repeats stuff until she drives me crazy. She does remind me of my mother a lot.

I can’t believe that I ended up being in my father’s shoes.  When he was telling me that the biggest mistake of his life was getting married, I considered him a selfish man. I was a boy, at that time, with no life experience at all.

Maybe that theory that men are looking for a mother it’s true. That would explain why I am still married. Or why I did not leave years ago when I realized that our marriage was not what I expected or dreamt off.

On my way back from the store, I stopped to grab a cup of coffee. Whenever I go downtown, I try to stop at the Starbucks, at the Eaton Center. I love their caramelized honey latte. When I got there, and I saw about, thirty persons waiting in line. Since I did not want to wait so long, I changed my mind about having the latte.

When I was just about to turn around and leave, I heard someone calling my name. It was my brother! Luckily for me, he was in front of the waiting line. I was really happy about that. I asked him to get me my favorite latte and a blueberry muffin.

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Welcome to the personal blog of Jordan Parker. Born April 23, 1987, in London, he is best known under the pseudonym of Jord. He is an English blogger specializing in information technology and geek culture, in several websites.