At the dinner table.
I picked up the bottle of steak sauce, Heinz 57 it was, and shook it.
The cap flew off, steak sauce shot out across the room in the kitchen.
Some of it sprayed onto Grandpa's face and clothes.
He instantly became enraged, red face and all. Yelling. Cussing.
I laughed and laughed hard. Grandma and I calmly cleaned it up as he threw one of his classic temper tantrums over a thing so simple.
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A long "note" written by my husband, left on the kitchen table for my eldest son in regards to the use of his A1 steak sauce. Hub couldn't find the bottle of sauce and therefore assumed my son had used it all up. Assumations are common in his behavior preceding his rage. His fits, his temper tantrums generated within himself over things he imagines.
They, granmps and hubby, are both full blown narcs. Impatient, rude, thoughtless with the shit that falls out their mouth. Money focused, hard physical work, heavy demanding exercise is the key focus of their life.
Identify similar / same traits in the personality of these individuals.
Drive like maniacs, cussing out other drivers.
Insults workers, people who are doing their job, which is never good enough, never fast enough, not quite right in the mind of the type a narcissist.
Judgmental.
that smirk
look of disbelief eyebrows raised
"i don't believe it" skepticism
appearance physically is tops to them. hair trying to look perfect, clothes tailor made or otherwise name brand top notch. no spot visible on the face such as a blemish pimple scar mark .. the hub even puts my womens makeup on his face to cover a red or any other color spot on his lovvely face which used to be boyish in appearance until a couple of years ago
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