It started this morning, when I was making breakfast and it's just gotten worse. I have no patience with anything.
For instance, we don't have smartphones. We can't justify the cost for how little we'd use them. Well, he has a catalog that is in Italian. His brother told him that you can get an app for a smartphone that will read the page and translate it. I told him that smartphones aren't cheap and we'd have to pay more for data (and if there was a smartphone, I'd be the one using it). He said, irritated with me "just forget it".
So, I remembered my iPad. Maybe there's a translation app for that. And there was, After me coming close to hitting him in the ear, on purpose because he was being a jackass, I get the book from him and do the scan. It's not Italian. At all. I think French is one of the languages and German was one that I was sure of. I didn't pay attention, but after I scanned it, I took a closer look at the page.
WFT? You'd have to be a moron not to understand what was there. I mean, how many ways can you spell "spool"? I look at the other column. Type H. Type G. Pretty self explanatory, no translation needed. The only foreign language is at the top of the page. Shaking my head, I take it out to him. "What don't you understand?" He mumbles something and I point to the word "spool".
Me: Is it a spool type?
Him: Yeah.
Me: And look here, where it says "type" followed by a letter. I don't know what it is you don't understand. This page doesn't need translating.
Him: I can't deal with this right now.
I walked off. Back in the house. Put the catalog back on his desk. Just little things like this are pissing me off today.
Bleh.
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