A proper trembling with rage effort.
Are you at it all the time?
I guess all my most recents have been with my mum’s partner and the last was getting on for about seven years ago. Can’t even remember what it was about but no doubt I was in the right.
I am extremely conflict averse so will just back down before it gets to this stage and then quietly hate myself for doing so. Much healthier IMO.
I think I used to get in a lot more when I was smashed up and shit.
Just never really comes up anymore.
Several years ago with 'er indoors. Only proper row we’ve had in however long we’ve been together.
I was right, obviously.
I’ll have to ask my wife, she’ll remember. I know how long ago it was because he instigated it in front of my new born.
He’s at my house this afternoon. If he’s still there when I get back we could pick it up again.
Gosh, I don’t know. I tend to cave in before I get too raging.
I have mild to moderate arguments with Mrs CCB periodically but I can’t think of anything where I’ve really flown off the handle.
Big fight (tears and shouting) over something really stupid: My dad, during the xmas holidays when I was staying with them
He’s normally the only person I have that sort of thing with. We get on great most of the time but sometimes he just pisses me right off
Yeah they don’t count. I have plenty of those at home but no frothing at the mouth type efforts.
a walker who clearly has a grudge against cyclists tried to start a row with me the other day but I shut her down and rode off as I CBA with that “I’ve just had a massive row” feeling
Other than that, row with ex last year - although that was mainly text based so it’s not quite the same
Last big vocal row - driver who I witnessed knocking a cyclist off their bike, plus a prick of a local cafe owner who decided to stick his oar in.
Tory in a beer garden just before the election
I fell out with my last housemate. My style is more arrogant resentment, I have not spoken to him or looked at him since then. Take that, prick!
Do I have to be the angry one or can I just be the other person involved in one?
If so then this New Years, 2 hour long one standing outside in the freezing cold without a jacket, feeling myself getting iller by the second, surrounded by drunken people having a great time, wishing I was anywhere else in the world.
You can have it if it makes you feel better about it happening.
Had you known you would have got a post out of it, it might have taken the edge off.
I now look back on it with a rosy glow thanks to this very thread
Last weekend, my mum, very much a like the picture below with my poor mum as the cat. I apologised profusely and was out of order
Had a proper get out the car and scream road rage event a couple of weeks ago. There is a road I need to drive down to get out to the main road - cars park on both sides meaning two cars can’t pass. In a year of living here I’ve never had a problem as everyone is very good at taking their turn to get through the narrow bit. I was almost at the end of this bit and some nob decided to try to push through anyway, blocking my way out. I stopped and flashed my lights for him to reverse back (he was only 1 car length in). He refused, gesturing that I could squeeze through (I could not). I waited, more gesticulating and eventually he reversed back a metre, but not actually out of the narrow bit. More flashing, gesticulating and still he refused to move. At this point I was late, hormonal and very angry. Got out the car and properly lost it, to the point passers by stopped and stared. He called me crazy and eventually moved the car. Was a deliveroo driver
Probably had one in the last 2 weeks. My parents are very argumentative and they’re the only people I will lose my cool with (because I know it’ll blow over quickly and everyone will forget about it immediately after the yelling stops). I haven’t lost my temper with anyone else for about 15 years.
Yeah I have seen some of your posts about him. He seems like a massive dick and I may not have been able to keep up my blanking technique with someone like that.
My dad, a few days after the referendum result.
I shouted the immortal line: I’M GOING FOR A WALK… AND A SMOKE!!!
and stormed off.