Thin Privilege is being able to replace a water bottle So, I'm living with my obese mother (90kg/200 lbs @ 1.56m/5'1") and my pigfucker younger brother until I graduate from college. It's not the usual living at parent's relationship, I pay for rent and some of the utilities, such as mineral water. Basically, there's been a craze about contamination in the local water supply (I call it a bullshit stunt to sell more bottled water) and they decided to make the switch. It costs me around $80-$100 a month and I pay for it all because, according to them, I'm the one who drinks most of it. It's probably true, all they drink is beetus juice.  I buy mineral water in 20 liters (~5 gallons) containers that have to be set up in a fountain like this. The fountain sits at my waist level and the bottle has to be turned upside down at once, otherwise it'll slip and flood the floor. I'm the one who usually replaces them, it's an easy process and it never takes more than a couple minutes. Since I was about to travel to another state, I got 2 containers just in case they ran out of water to drink, which, at the time, seemed unlikely, there were still about two gallons left in the fountain. Well, I left the city last Thursday, and just got back home. They greeted me with an angry complaint about me not replacing the container before leaving, which made no sense at the time, it wasn't even empty enough to be replaced yet. I asked how the water ran out so quickly and what they told me just made me immediately regret ever returning home. Basically, they were heading to a party at the church, and were in charge of taking potable water for everyone to drink. Instead of just buying it at the grocery store and having it fucking delivered to the church - LIKE ANY FUCKING DECENT PERSON WOULD -, they decided it would be cheaper (as in I'd be the one footing the bill for a party I wasn't even invited to) to just use the water I bought before traveling.  It seemed like a good idea at the time. Execution, however, does not seem to be their strong suit: they couldn't handle the weight. THEY COULD NOT LIFT AND TURN IT UPSIDE DOWN FAST ENOUGH. The container slipped, fell all the way to the floor and cracked, overflowing the entire kitchen. I just can't fucking believe it! Those two useless bags of flesh could not manage to lift 20 fucking kilograms (~45lbs) TOGETHER! Two fucking able-bodied adults were not fucking able to turn a 20 liters water bottle into a fucking fountain without assistance! Now, the container is completely damaged and I'll have to pay extra if I'm going to buy a new one! My brother is studying Physics at college and then had the idea to syphon the water from the other bottle to the fountain reservatory (it can hold up to 4 liters/a gallon of water), so they wouldn't have to lift it. Apparently, it turned out ok, but they still needed to go to the market and buy more water to carry to the party. They finished their stupid tale arguing that, since I'm in charge of the water bill and I was the responsible for all that mess, they want me to pay for everything. I'm too tired due to the trip, and I'm still flabbergasted those two jackasses combined were not able to turn a fucking water container in a fountain, so I couldn't reason with them. I just yelled at them to go fuck themselves, and I'm going to bed right now.  I still don't know what to do about the crashed container, and honestly I don't care. Fuck this shit, fuck those stupid assholes, and fuck this place. I need some sleep. EDIT: Thank you very much for all your support, shitlords and shiitladies! I got some rest, read all your responses and yelled at them that this has gone way too far. I was so angry that I yelled for several minutes and did not even let them even speak. I told them they're entitled, retarded and physically unable to operate a simple fountain, therefore keeping it working is a hazard to their safety. I will install a filter faucet, and will not buy any more bottles. If it gets damaged, too, they'll be hung up to dry (literally) and that was it. I left for the gym, but, on my way out, met a couple neighbors to explain what happened (and the yelling). They're so fucking gossipers that, at this point, the whole building should have heard about it.