Lord Let That Tesla Crash
Lord Let That Tesla Crash By Ollie It was my sister's birthday yesterday, which meant my parents, my sister and I had to go out for a family meal to celebrate. On the surface, it's a lovely thing to do: sharing a meal with the people you love. The reality, however, is somewhat different. Instead, it becomes two hours of dodging insults, biting your tongue and wishing you were anywhere else. Personally, spending more than five minutes in their company can be a struggle. Somehow, they manage to irritate me every single time, without fail. Being an awkward person, I tend to wear my discomfort on my sleeve like a new tattoo. This, in turn, upsets my mum, and so the cycle continues. Our relationship has always been difficult, rather like an unstoppable force meeting an immovable object. The force being my charismatic personality; the object, her apparent lack of one. Add to that my dad's desperation to please and my sister's self-absorption, and the combination isn...