My mom just really pisses me off sometimes. She tells me that I need to learn to cook and clean like I don't do anything around here. I pointed out that I actually do the majority of things around here, and that pissed her off. Oh well, it's still the truth. She said the oven didn't feel hot, but I reminded her that it's 90 degrees and it's not going to feel as hot as it usually does because it's so hot outside. Then she yelled because she said there was a hair in her food. I'm pretty clean and I'm not wearing a long sleeve shirt, plus how does she know it's not hers? Even if it happened to be mine, it's not the end of the world. She puts literal poison in her body every damn day but goes postal over something she can easily remove.