Tag: work

  • Your Husband Should Eat Before Your Children

    Who should you feed first your husband or your child? 

    For most the answer is simple, your children should always come first.
    But there is a trend spreading across social media of woman admitting that their partner should always comes first.

    Look after your “King” and he will provide for the off-spring.

     

    One woman named Melissa Ravens aged 34 from Somerset posted saying “my husband will always come before my children, he is my priority, this doesn’t mean I don’t love my children, in fact I believe a loved happy husband makes for happy well brought up children, my husband works hard and needs my support. My children play all day so I plate my husbands meal first he requires more affection”.

    Another woman named Sophia Marques Aged 23 and mother of 2 agreed with Ravens and said: “my husband needs to be fed first so he can have the energy to be able to make money to support the household”.

    Many woman surprisingly agreed with these two ladies, although the majority of mums were shocked to hear this out dated idea and some weren’t very tactful with their replies and attacked these woman and branded them terrible mothers.

    Now I don’t agree these woman but would never verbally attack them however I 
    normally would keep impartial on my web stories but on this one I cannot, my three children will always come before anyone and that includes myself.
    I personally would rather starve so my children could eat, no man or woman will ever come before my children, but as long as all are being fed I’m not sure it matters which order it’s dished up.

    I always dish up my children’s first purely so it has time to cool down I had never thought of it as a positive or negative thing.

    Opinions are welcome here, let us know your thoughts in the comments.

    Who should you feed first your husband or your child? 

     

     

     

  • A Day In The Life Of A Lazy Father

    Dear Diary,
    Last night was difficult – the baby woke up crying for a bottle and briefly woke me up too.
    I woke my partner and then pretended to be asleep, so she’d have to deal with her. I fell back to sleep within seconds, but I’m so knackered. 

    I’m sure she’s fine, she’s used to having no sleep. 

    This morning, I jumped out of bed, made myself some breakfast, I enjoyed a nice, hot coffee before having a relaxing poo, followed by jumping in to a hot shower on my own.

    I didn’t make her anything for breakfast, though – she’s used to doing everything on her own; she doesn’t need my help.

    I put my clean boxers and socks on, my freshly ironed work clothes and it was only 07:40 – I leave at 08:00. 
    So, with all this spare time I had before leaving for work, I sat scrolling through my phone and watched her feed the baby whilst listening to her complain that she misses having a hot drink and something to eat without stopping every five minutes.

    Probably hormones. She’s always moody.

    Well, with 20 minutes spare and nothing to do, I left early for work so I didn’t get stuck in shitty traffic; she had loads of housework to do anyway, better not get in the way of that. 
    I would help do a little bit, but I’d rather listen to the radio and have some quiet time before work.

    Work is so stressful. 

    Five days out of seven, I have to spend time with adults and socialise a bit. I get two fifteen minute tea breaks and an hour’s lunch – completely alone. 
    On the plus side, I get a career and I know I’ll always be financially stable, so that’s a perk I guess.
    My lunch was actually quite enjoyable – she packed my favourite snacks and made me a sandwich with my favourite filling!  
    With an hour spare, I had plenty of time to reflect on my thoughts and actually, plan a night out with the lads.

    I deserve it, I think. I only get two whole days and every evening to myself a week.

    She won’t have plans anyway, she has a baby to look after.
    Actually, I had a message from her on my break to tell me what was for dinner when I got home, that our baby had rolled over for the first time, that she loves me so much and and can’t wait for me to come home and spend the weekend with them as a family. 

    She’s so needy, I only left a few hours ago.

    I don’t think she’ll be happy when I tell her I’m going out with the lads at the weekend, but it’s tough. I earn the wage and put a roof over her head, I’m allowed. 

    She has no friends anyway, they seem to have ditched her since having our baby.

     
    I drove home from work after a tough day typing emails and speaking to clients, I could smell dinner as I pulled up, but was shocked to see her when I walked through the door.
    She was still in the same clothes as she was this morning, she’d had no wash, there was more washing piled up and now she’s asking me to take the baby aswell. 

    I told her that I couldn’t and I wanted to sort myself out after work. 

    God, can I just have a minute to myself, please?

    I took another hot shower and put my clean clothes on, sat down and complained at how hard my day’s been. 

    I’m allowed to complain, right? She doesn’t work, so she doesn’t know how it feels. 

    Out of nowhere, she burst in to tears and asked why I didn’t reply to her message at lunchtime; she asked if I still loved her and why I don’t help her out with our baby. 

    I ignored her, had my dinner and decided to nip out for a drive to get some space, I needed to vent to somebody. 
    Plus, the baby started crying again and needed rocking to sleep – I thought I had better leave her to it. 
    I came back a bit later and the baby was asleep. 

    Peace and quiet, finally.

    She was in a bad mood when I got in, so I just went straight to bed – I have work tomorrow and I need a decent night’s sleep. 
    Having a baby is hard work.
    Goodnight.

     

  • Husband Creates A Spreadsheet Of ALL The Times His Wife Denied Him Sex

    There are marital arguments, then there are Reddit-worthy marital arguments. Take for example Redditor throwwwwaway29, who posted this photo of a spreadsheet sent to her by her husband, detailing every time she denied him sex in the past seven weeks.

    She posted this:
    “Yesterday morning, while in a taxi on the way to the airport, Husband sends a message to my work email which is connected to my phone. He’s never done this, we always communicate in person or by text. I open it up, and it’s a sarcastic diatribe basically saying he won’t miss me for the 10 days I’m gone. Attached is a SPREADSHEET of all the times he has tried to initiate sex since June 1st, with a column for my “excuses”, using verbatim quotes of why I didn’t feel like having sex at that very moment. According to his ‘document’, we’ve only had sex 3 times in the last 7 weeks, out of 27 “attempts” on his part”.


    She added she hasn’t seen this side of her husband before, he isn’t answering her calls, and she’s spent the last 24 hours crying her eyes out.


    Sending your wife an email containing a spreadsheet of all the times she said no? Flowers and chocolates might have worked better, but Excel spreadsheets definitely come in at a close second.


    Good luck winning your wife back, maybe you can make a PowerPoint presentation?

  • Government Screwing Over The Disabled

    A man named Vince Paul Rodgers took to Facebook to express his upset and disgust with his wives disability payments being stopped.

    Rodgers said:

    *Please share the life out of this*

    To all who know me and know my wife Julie, the Government have in their wisdom taken Julie off her employment and support allowance due to an oversight on my behalf and now has been given her P45 to start looking for a job/work. 
    Julie is a tetraplegic due to hypoxic brain damage and can’t do anything for herself. Julie will be attending the job centre on Monday morning after the miracle worker has been and rid her of her disabilities.

    * for some who are wondering what my oversight was it is as follows………… I received the letter asking for Julie to attend an interview……….I put that letter in a safe place and on the morning of the interview I forgot all about it, I received a letter to explain why she didn’t attend, so I told the truth and said that I had forgotten, they sent out a reply stating that they were not accepting my reason and removed Julie from her benefit, I appealed for the decision to be changed and a new interview to take place, yesterday I received there reply that they were sticking to the original decision and removed Julies benefits. *
    * update – update – update *

    Julie and I attended the Job Centre this morning with a reporter Rochelle Hughes from Selby Times, I take my hat off to the staff and manager at Selby job centre after seeing Julie was unfit for work they managed to get in touch with the DWP to resolve the matter in hand, in a nutshell they have reinstated Julies benefits, but Julie still has to do a face to face interview/Assessment with the powers to be to see if she’s still able to work 😳😳😳, awaiting the appointment letter now.