Recipe For Disaster

Posted by in Funny, Life, Television

Watching the Paolo family on TAR: Family Edition last week, I realized what a nightmare it would be to go on a reality show with my mom. I would totally come across as a jerk like the Paolo boys. The thing is that I have an inbuilt zero tolerance policy towards any questions that my mom might ask or any suggestions she might give. So I usually bark at her immediately for asking a stupid/irrelevant question or giving unnecessary suggestions and then she randomly chooses to either start crying and complaining that I never listen to her or shouts back at me and then we start arguing which ends with she stopping to talk to me. Now that we live about 1900 km away, we still have such arguments on the phone and the only difference is that now it’s easier for my mom to stop talking to me. She just hangs up on me.