Grandmother’s stories

I think I have aged a lot over the past few years. I’ve always suspected it but I’ve also always denied it. But I think I am.

I’m a nagger. I nag a lot. I can nag from 8am-5pm. If my work requires longer hours, I would have nagged a lot more.

I nag when the parents didn’t do the work.
I nag when the parents didn’t finish their work.
I nag when the parents did the work wrongly.
I also nag when the parents did the work well, to make sure they continue to do well.
How ironic!

And poor parents…if they have weekly session, they will have to endure for at least 3 months of my weekly nagging. And I can nag about the same thing week after week, session after session.

If I can earn each time I nag, I would be a millionaire by now.

I can’t believe I just posted an entry on how much I nag.

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~ by enniey on March 16, 2011.

2 Responses to “Grandmother’s stories”

  1. hahaha… i feel i m so lucky. at least last time u nag different things every time we met last time.

  2. Looks like you miss my nagging =P

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