kind of pissed off.

so, my cousin Matthias went out last night with a bunch of his friends and came home this morning really, really drunk. he probably thought he would just skip school today, and he probably could have gotten away with it. except for one of his teachers saw him coming home completely trashed. so the cleaning lady ('Putzfrau') is here today, and she woke me up and gave me the phone and said that my aunt was one the line and needed to talk to me. so i take the phone, and my aunt tells me the story of what's going on, and asks me to wake Matthias up so she can talk to him, as the cleaning lady 'doesn't seem to understand what (she) asked of her.' well, i'll tell you right now, i'm sure she DID, but was smart and decided not to get involved with this shit. so i go into his room and lightly smack his arms and legs a few times. he is so completely out of it still, because he probably only got home an hour prior. he seems to out of it to take the phone from my hand, so i finally just tell barbara (my aunt) to start talking and i'll hold the phone to his ear. which i do. i don't know what exactly she said to him, but i'm sure it was something along the lines of 'get your ass up or else there's going to be hell to pay.' so they finish talking, and i take the phone back, and barbara asks me to use any means necessary to make sure he gets up and goes to school (it might be worth mentioning at this point that he's already failing his Latin class, and over here if you fail one subject you have to retake the entire year. his last chance is to pass an exam in the fall and he's already failed one year; he told me if he fails this year he's going to just go out and start working...). he hasn't made any move to get up, and the Putzfrau is hovering over me jabbering in German (she doesn't speak English) and i only understand maybe every 5th word, not enough to get a general picture of what she's saying. so i go downstairs, get a glass of water, and pour a little bit of it on him. immediately he says 'what the FUCK?' and then 'yeah yeah it's real funny' and he's totally pissed off at me. and i said 'i didn't do it because it was funny, i did it because your mom told me to get you up.' and he didn't get up. so i had to do it again. then he got pissed again, and said 'i'm not wearing anything so i can't get up even if i wanted to.' and i was like 'well how the hell am i supposed to know that? you didn't say anything, if you had said that the first time then we would have cleared out.' so me and the Putzfrau both left the room, and i retreated to the computer. he finally got up and got dressed and after he was done brushing his teeth i tried to apologize to him again, saying i didn't do it because i thought it was mean or funny, i did it because his mother told me to. and i more or less got ignored. i'm going to hope that was still the drunk talking, because i don't think i did anything wrong in all this. in fact, i sort of resent being put in this situation at all. he's not MY son, and i would have preferred to just let him sleep, but i really couldn't because the Putzfrau was hovering over me. so now he probably hates me. which is fabulous, since i have to spend 2 weeks with him in the apartment in vienna, where we'll be by ourselves. my aunt and uncle signed me up for a 2-week German class (which i'm excited to start on Monday), and he is going to a Latin tutor. i was really looking forward to this but now i'm kind of pissed off. why do people have to shoot the messenger? what makes people hate me? i'm not a mean person. i'm the freaking poster child for 'give til it hurts.' so why do so many people dislike me? oh, and i will add that it's only younger people that dislike me. older people (20s+) love me.