Family Feuds
Pooster tells us that a relative was once sent to the shops to buy an onion, while the rest of the family went on a daytrip while he was gone. Meanwhile, whole sections of our extended kin still haven't got over a wedding brawl fifteen years ago – tell us about families at war.
( , Thu 12 Nov 2009, 12:24)
Pooster tells us that a relative was once sent to the shops to buy an onion, while the rest of the family went on a daytrip while he was gone. Meanwhile, whole sections of our extended kin still haven't got over a wedding brawl fifteen years ago – tell us about families at war.
( , Thu 12 Nov 2009, 12:24)
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Well, there was this one time...
My Dad married again. At first, she seemed OK, and I spent quite a lot of time at their new pad. All good.
The only slight problem is that they seemed quite fond of my ex-partner. OK, I put that down to that being how they got to see my little one, their grandchild. Then I met Pink Goddess, and things seemed to... change. There is a big difference between being welcome someplace, and "being made to feel like there's something wrong with you for not feeling welcome around now". I mean, FFS, they even liked Stalker Bird.
Things came to a head one charming afternoon where a small misunderstanding occurred. I thought, stupidly, that me stopping the car and suggesting that little one get back in his seatbelt was, well, responsible parenting. My mistake. Apparently, it's evidence of Child Abuse. With capital letters and everything. Much screaming and shouting followed, the general upshot being that I can't be trusted around vulnerable people, I abuse children, and so on.
We haven't spoken for a while. There's been the occasional pointed comment from my brother about it. Eventually I was badgered into going to meet with my Dad to 'talk this out'. I'm going on the 21st. I'll let you all know how it goes.
( , Sat 14 Nov 2009, 22:49, 1 reply)
My Dad married again. At first, she seemed OK, and I spent quite a lot of time at their new pad. All good.
The only slight problem is that they seemed quite fond of my ex-partner. OK, I put that down to that being how they got to see my little one, their grandchild. Then I met Pink Goddess, and things seemed to... change. There is a big difference between being welcome someplace, and "being made to feel like there's something wrong with you for not feeling welcome around now". I mean, FFS, they even liked Stalker Bird.
Things came to a head one charming afternoon where a small misunderstanding occurred. I thought, stupidly, that me stopping the car and suggesting that little one get back in his seatbelt was, well, responsible parenting. My mistake. Apparently, it's evidence of Child Abuse. With capital letters and everything. Much screaming and shouting followed, the general upshot being that I can't be trusted around vulnerable people, I abuse children, and so on.
We haven't spoken for a while. There's been the occasional pointed comment from my brother about it. Eventually I was badgered into going to meet with my Dad to 'talk this out'. I'm going on the 21st. I'll let you all know how it goes.
( , Sat 14 Nov 2009, 22:49, 1 reply)
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