I moved back with my parents last month.
Parents: What are your plans for the weekend?
Me: I guess I’ll go out partying on Saturday with the gang.
Parents: Will you be back late in the night?
Me: No, I think I’ll crash at NM’s or JK’s place!
Parents: We think that you should spend more time at home. You are never around!
Me: I’m always here! From Monday to Saturday!
Parents: Yeah, but you’re at work the whole day and once you’re back, you’re locked up inside your room. You don’t come and talk to us.
Me: Jeez! We’re not having this conversation again!
Parents: Stop treating our house like a hotel! You never help around with the chores!
And this goes on and on……
Parents: What’s your weekend plan?
Me: No plans. Planning to stay at home.
Me: Why what happened?
Parents: Well, one of our family friends will be coming for dinner on Saturday and they will be staying back.
Parents: So if you’re not here, they can probably take your room.
Me: What’s wrong with the guest room?
Parents: The bed will be a bit too small. There are three of them.
Me: Hmmmm and?
Parents: So if you could make yourself scarce this weekend, it’ll be good!
Me: Jeez! There’s no pleasing you people!