Daily Prompt: Handle With Care – I am perfect, at least I think so

How are you at receiving criticism? Do you prefer that others treat you with kid gloves, or go for brutal honesty?

Before I start to write my immaculate words of wisdom on this theme I want to say HAPPY BIRTHDAY DAD. Yes my dad is 99 years old today. Born in 1915 when there were no computers, not even television, just something called radio, he grew up in the East End of London. In 1939 his country needed him in the army to fight a war. He was not really asked if he wanted to, but he joined in with all the rest and did his bit. After the war he got married to the lady he met once in on leave, who became my mum. He now lives in London. He can no longer walk so well, but is very well cared for in his own apartment and can still manage to have an argument with me on the telephone, although he does not hear so well. We get on like a house on fire, not always having the same opinion, but that is the spicy part of my dad.

Here we are together on my last visit sometime in March.


And now to the daily prompt, which will be rather short. I generally do not receive criticism as I am so perfect and I am really too old for criticism. If someone wants to criticise me, then it is their problem not mine. There is simply nothing to criticise on me. I do everything correctly. I always say the right thing at the right moment. Now and again I might be misunderstood, but these are really misunderstandings. If someone finds I am not saying what I should or doing what I should, then it is their problem, not mine.

As I said, it very rarely happens and if it does it is not my problem. Of course it might be that one of my felines disagrees with my methods. Yesterday evening after a tiring day at the Angloswiss mansion I was ready for a quiet evening reading a book in my favourite armchair, the one that fits the luxury curves of my streamlined body. Do not disagree, I hate people that disagree with me, do not forget, I am perfect. Anyhow one of my felines had decided to choose my armchair for a long sleep: one of those ten minute lick wash, turn three times in a circle and settle down sleeps with the head resting on the legs in a curved position.

This was my chair, so I spoke in meow to my feline Fluffy. Fluffy ignored me and continued sleeping. Was I to sit on a lesser comfortable chair whilst my place was occupied by one of my four legged meow speaking friends? I picked up Fluffy with care and carried him to another chair, just as comfortable for a feline, but not the chosen chair. Fluffy awoke, made some negative noises and immediately left the second choice chair where I placed him, as if to say “No, not with me. I sleep where I want to sleep.” I took my rightful place in my chair and Fluffy had the expression on his feline face which I could define as “if looks could kill”, but luckily feline have short memories and Fluffy eventually curled up next to Mr. Swiss who was resting his legs which he now had to share with Fluffy.

And now I have to leave you all. I have a telephone call to made to London to wish an elderly gentleman Happy Brithday.

Daily Prompt: Handle With Care – I am perfect, at least I think so

34 thoughts on “Daily Prompt: Handle With Care – I am perfect, at least I think so

  1. I had my full of people trying to ‘help’ us be better human beings during the Oprah days. It’s all on the individual to make changes. And if they don’t. That’s their choice.


  2. Unfortunately, I’ve met too many people who would have written your post and been completely serious about their perfection. At my first visit to a therapist, she asked me what was my goal in starting therapy with her. “To be perfect” was my response. After a lengthy moment of silence and bewilderment of how to answer that, she asked if I knew anyone who was perfect. I said yes, because at the young age of 28, I thought that people who said they were perfect were indeed perfect, one of them being my narcissistic stepmother. She then asked me “Do they seem happy?” I said no. She smiled and said so let’s come up with a different goal. Thanks for your post.


    • Thank you for the birthday wishes. When I called him he was on his third piece of chocolate cake and had just blown the candles out on his other cake (he got three cakes, he loves cakes).


    • And next year I hope to be with him in London to celebrate his 100th. I told him about the telegramme from the Queen he will get, but he decided he couldn’t really care if she forgot.


  3. I love your sarcasm! If my dad had written this post, he’d have been completely serious about it!

    And happy birthday to your dad! My great grandmother just turned 100 this month.


    • I am never really serious about anything, Life is too short.
      Congratulations to your grandmother. If you are in the British Isles I think she would have got the telegramme from the Queen.


          • LOL Maybe if I sent a letter requesting he send her a happy birthday card? That never even occurred to me. The only happy birthday you get from someone in the government is the one from Social Security when you reach retirement age telling you how to apply for Social Security.

            I know… America is so weird and impersonal, sometimes! I hear this all the time from my husband.


  4. Great picture, an awesome post and smiles everywhere. What else do we need? Actually, a cake would do 🙂 Anyways, A very Happy Birthday to your Father.


  5. Lovely photo of you and your dad Pat and, happy birthday to him from me too. Your Fluffy is not as naughty a my Minx me thinks. She walks all over my desk every time I am go near it. Even when she is outside she knows and comes in and starts smooching me while I am trying to write. We do love them though. 🙂


  6. Wow, 99. Happy birthday to him and many more. Just think of all the changes he has seen; mind-blowing. As to perfect, of course you are, and therefore must have the perfect chair…. although I am slightly worried that Mr Swiss and Fluffy have to share legs! 😉


    • My dad has seen a lot of changes, but he has not changed, thank goodness. He never learnt to drive a car, although he worked for Fords car company most of his life. He never wanted a bank account and prefers to keep his money in his pocket and he is still trying to work out what good a computer is. He now has a television with remote control and loves it.

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  8. That’s a great picture and A Very Happy Birthday to your Dad and lots of good wishes! 🙂 Thank you for sharing about him with us :). A good blog post indeed. Have a blessed day.


  9. Happy birthday (plus one week) to your dad. The elderly folks are a treasure and the young ones a blessing always. Thanks for liking Independence, Angloswiss. Thanks for the attention you pay to my blog. I’d be overjoyed if someday, you tell me what you think of my posts. Have a great day.


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