Adult body with a children head, known issue.
this post was submitted on 16 Aug 2024
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so annoying when peter dinklage asks me to explain basic things, the guy's rich as fuck surely he can buy his own house and an encyclopedia?
Luckily, my teenager is shorter than me by a good bit, so I can freely call them a noob when they ask something that simple.
Then again, calling them noob is pretty much always an option, as is telling them I'll bang their mum when they lose a game.
1337 parenting ftw!
"daaaaad this maths homework is nonsensical!"
- "skill issue, git gud"
starts sobbing
I don't know how, but my mom could open jars better than me when I was a foot taller and much stronger than her. She'd make me move furniture around, and I'd hand her pickle jars.
I find that it's easier to do left-handed, so that all of the torque runs through the fat part of the thumb, rather than trying to grip with that instead.
That’s actually really cute.
“Move this couch, please.” “Sure thing, mom.”
“Open these olives, please.” “Of course, sweety.”
Doesn't help you now I'm sure, but I've found gently banging around the rim or lid of a jar on the concrete outside usually loosens the seal enough to open the jar.
(Outside on concrete because I don't want to dent anything inside.)
I usually bang the edge of the lid with some blunt flatware. Dull side of a butter knife is my preferred flatware.
Helped my manager open something a few weeks ago by using some random piece of office equipment. She was very happy to pickled jalapenos as a side.
I have a sheet of that rubber no slip shelf liner stuff I use for difficult jar lids. It works great.
Or just stick a teaspoons other end under the lid, prefferably where the thread begins, lever it up a little and it'll pop.
Yep, I use the end of a butter knife. You're fighting the pressure that built up rather than how tight the lid is screwed.
Engineer solution. The rest are hearsay and folk tales
I just know I’m going to be minding my own business and my to-be teenaged son will suddenly ask me what a VCR is.
That's the thing with teenagers. Some days, mostly at random, they simply wake up and choose violence.