whiny bro rant
Dec. 4th, 2004 02:31 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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Jim, my younger bro, & closest to me in age, and who is so stupendously much better than I am, thinks I want to go into the apartment-managing business, managing his apartments. Ones that he doesn't have. I told him I wanted to buy a house, use part of my inheritance to make a large down-payment.
He emailed me that I had no current income, so couldn't make payments. I remembered this week that he is always negative and telling me that I am unable to do the things that interest me, or that my ideas are way off. For instance I wanted to be a mod at a certain board, but told them I couldn't, no time, since I was a mod for another board. I told him that I was reconsidering, and there was probably a possibility that they still wanted me. I might have been mistaken as to how much work there would be at two boards.
He said, no, you want something that makes you money, you don't want to invest in something that doesn't pay you. So I just gave up, thought that was the common sense answer.
More later...
[later...] He proposed his apartment owner plan. He does have some noble goals, to make the apts. energy-friendly, put in solar panels. But he overestimates what I can do all of the time, thinks he is helping by directing my life. He thinks since he always has a job that he can then instruct me in how to reach the place where he is.
But that's not my problem in life. I'm not worried about jobs, I know for a while I'll be having problems with not having one, and I don't believe his solutions would work anymore than my mother's forcing me to take babysitting jobs, which I'd told her I'd much rather not do, and am not so good at. My stomach sank when he told me about the apartment managing thing, which would give me: a place to live for free! No income, but a place to live.
Well, I still don't have any income, I certainly DON'T want the job, which at least requires a car, and certainly some skills I don't possess and never wanted to, still don't want to. If I tell him no, he'll try to solve the reasons why I don't want to. He's trying to get his wife to apply for this or that job, since she's sick and tired of the one she has, and doesn't know what else she wants, doesn't want to get the computer skills she thinks she needs to move up where she is. Hates the computer. He said he finds all these opportunities for her on the web, but she doesn't seem interested in sending her resume.
It seemed like a waste of time for him to do this, he said. So I said, then DON'T. I meant she isn't interested in him taking over her life. I'm not interested in him doing that for me. I want to find out for myself what I want. He's grabbing that opportunity for himself, by crushing down my interests and forcing his in VERY NICELY, as though he is doing himself a favor. Really I don't have the carpentry & DIY around the home skills he has. I do have an interest in psychology, but not in the statistics and management way that he does. I'd love to tell him to shove it and why, but he'll just be hurt and try to figure out how to tell me what he thinks is good for me.
This is the brother who told me I was his PATIENT. He isn't a fucking doctor, he was just a BS with a major in psych. He didn't have any other patients, I never agreed to be psychoanalyzed by him and in fact he never proposed it. He fought me when I told him he couldn't do that (against the law much?) and that it was ridiculous or I didn't want it or whatever. He's had other ridiculous expectations of me. (He's told me I could be a doctor [ridiculous].)
Anyway, I said yes to his proposal though my guts were horrified. Sooner or later I am going to have to tell him no. Maybe he can do this for John, who can drive (Say a tenant needed a repair that required an item from the hardware store, or whatever.) Unfortunately, I don't an never will be able to drive, but he'd probably say that I can't say that for sure unless a doctor tells me my eyes are bad enough (peripheral vision not much there as it used to be, very nearsighted).
Anyway, I'll see how it goes. I've had a letter sitting in my inbox from him to reply to for a month. Now is not a good time since I'm looking for, or without a home starting Dec. 17th. Ugh, yeah, that's right. I don't need to have anything potentially unpleasant going on.
Jim, my younger bro, & closest to me in age, and who is so stupendously much better than I am, thinks I want to go into the apartment-managing business, managing his apartments. Ones that he doesn't have. I told him I wanted to buy a house, use part of my inheritance to make a large down-payment.
He emailed me that I had no current income, so couldn't make payments. I remembered this week that he is always negative and telling me that I am unable to do the things that interest me, or that my ideas are way off. For instance I wanted to be a mod at a certain board, but told them I couldn't, no time, since I was a mod for another board. I told him that I was reconsidering, and there was probably a possibility that they still wanted me. I might have been mistaken as to how much work there would be at two boards.
He said, no, you want something that makes you money, you don't want to invest in something that doesn't pay you. So I just gave up, thought that was the common sense answer.
More later...
[later...] He proposed his apartment owner plan. He does have some noble goals, to make the apts. energy-friendly, put in solar panels. But he overestimates what I can do all of the time, thinks he is helping by directing my life. He thinks since he always has a job that he can then instruct me in how to reach the place where he is.
But that's not my problem in life. I'm not worried about jobs, I know for a while I'll be having problems with not having one, and I don't believe his solutions would work anymore than my mother's forcing me to take babysitting jobs, which I'd told her I'd much rather not do, and am not so good at. My stomach sank when he told me about the apartment managing thing, which would give me: a place to live for free! No income, but a place to live.
Well, I still don't have any income, I certainly DON'T want the job, which at least requires a car, and certainly some skills I don't possess and never wanted to, still don't want to. If I tell him no, he'll try to solve the reasons why I don't want to. He's trying to get his wife to apply for this or that job, since she's sick and tired of the one she has, and doesn't know what else she wants, doesn't want to get the computer skills she thinks she needs to move up where she is. Hates the computer. He said he finds all these opportunities for her on the web, but she doesn't seem interested in sending her resume.
It seemed like a waste of time for him to do this, he said. So I said, then DON'T. I meant she isn't interested in him taking over her life. I'm not interested in him doing that for me. I want to find out for myself what I want. He's grabbing that opportunity for himself, by crushing down my interests and forcing his in VERY NICELY, as though he is doing himself a favor. Really I don't have the carpentry & DIY around the home skills he has. I do have an interest in psychology, but not in the statistics and management way that he does. I'd love to tell him to shove it and why, but he'll just be hurt and try to figure out how to tell me what he thinks is good for me.
This is the brother who told me I was his PATIENT. He isn't a fucking doctor, he was just a BS with a major in psych. He didn't have any other patients, I never agreed to be psychoanalyzed by him and in fact he never proposed it. He fought me when I told him he couldn't do that (against the law much?) and that it was ridiculous or I didn't want it or whatever. He's had other ridiculous expectations of me. (He's told me I could be a doctor [ridiculous].)
Anyway, I said yes to his proposal though my guts were horrified. Sooner or later I am going to have to tell him no. Maybe he can do this for John, who can drive (Say a tenant needed a repair that required an item from the hardware store, or whatever.) Unfortunately, I don't an never will be able to drive, but he'd probably say that I can't say that for sure unless a doctor tells me my eyes are bad enough (peripheral vision not much there as it used to be, very nearsighted).
Anyway, I'll see how it goes. I've had a letter sitting in my inbox from him to reply to for a month. Now is not a good time since I'm looking for, or without a home starting Dec. 17th. Ugh, yeah, that's right. I don't need to have anything potentially unpleasant going on.
