I really dont understand why people feel the need to be so fucking rude and inconsiderate.
That is the distance from the end of my bed to our laundry room. It is currently 1:30 in the morning, I was knocked out for probably 30 minutes. My stepdad decided that it's a fucking brilliant idea to come down and start a load of laundry. He could've started One 45 minutes ago, or even 2 hours ago, but no. He waits till 1:30 in the morning. Then, on top of that, my little dog came down cause his cage was down here the bigger part of last week so he was used to sleeping down here. He comes and puts his front paws up on my bed getting my attention, so I tell him to come on up. He jumps up, immediately lays down, and passed out. But my stepdad saw him down here when he walked out of the laundry room, and he just starts telling and screaming at the little guy, just for being downstairs. At this point, my stepdad thinks I'm still asleep, so I ask you, what the hell?