This is obviously the favorite question of every nagger in town.
An ex once called me that and I just don’t get it. I may be a lot of things. But I’m not a nagger.
Or am I?
Let me take you back to that instance when I was tagged as being one.
It was one of those spats between lovers.
I was being my usual self, Raft3r the Indifferent. She was, after all, on a war path and I was not in the mood to be caught in the cross fire. She kept rambling about what was wrong in our relationship - that I was this and I was that. Yada, yada, yada.
She may have gone on for hours and I had this blank stare on my face. I hate being lectured.
Maybe she realized her point wasn’t coming across, so she decided to shut up.
It was, then, I asked her: “Baby, what’s wrong?”
Ex: “Will you please stop nagging me!”
Years from now, that story will continue to haunt me.
I still can’t figure out how being indifferent can be construed as nagging. I kept my silence the entire time and in the only instance I opened my mouth, I was immediately accused of nagging. Oh, come on!
Maybe I am in denial. Maybe I am a nagger. Maybe I do have that insane need to constantly dwell on the same things over and over again. Maybe I am driven by this insatiable thirst to continuously bring up past grievances and trivial complaints for the sole purpose of annoying my mate.
So, did you do it? Did you? Did you?