When I met the parents
When my g/f first met my parents for lunch, my Dad leant over and ate food off her plate. My mother was mortified, I was a bit confused, she thought it was wonderfull and that she'd been accepted.
We at B3ta are sure you've had worse than this though... tell us all about it.
( , Thu 19 May 2005, 13:27)
When my g/f first met my parents for lunch, my Dad leant over and ate food off her plate. My mother was mortified, I was a bit confused, she thought it was wonderfull and that she'd been accepted.
We at B3ta are sure you've had worse than this though... tell us all about it.
( , Thu 19 May 2005, 13:27)
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Not the parents but the grandparents
Some years ago i was invited to meet the then Mrs Triangle's grandparents in Majorca, great thinks i a nice holiday with free accommodation all for spending some time with the old folks. How wrong i was. The Ex Mrs Triangles family were all without a shadow of a doubt cnuts of the highest order. Cue one week of being on holiday and having to return to the house by 4 in the afternoon so we can have dinner and watch tv all night without talking. Her granddad spent the entire holiday insulting me for being a waiter (ok i was a manager for Starbucks at the time which was a but of a wnak job but he was a bloody meat delivery man!) grandma spend most of the week playing mind games and trying to make me out to be some psycho. Eventual the ex gets fed up and suggest we leave and spend the rest of the holiday in a hotel. I make it clear that this is her choice as i don't want blaming for a rift in the family. Within 20 seconds of our departure the grandmother is on the phone to the Ex's Mother bad mouthing me and calling an ungrateful nutter and blaming me for breaking the TV (i still have no idea where this came from).
The irony is that after all the clues (mother and grandmother were both lying psychotic nutters) i still failed to work out that it ran in the family and married the girl. possible the worst decision ever! Still it only lasted two months.
No apologies for length, girth or lack of hummous.
( , Mon 23 May 2005, 22:17, Reply)
Some years ago i was invited to meet the then Mrs Triangle's grandparents in Majorca, great thinks i a nice holiday with free accommodation all for spending some time with the old folks. How wrong i was. The Ex Mrs Triangles family were all without a shadow of a doubt cnuts of the highest order. Cue one week of being on holiday and having to return to the house by 4 in the afternoon so we can have dinner and watch tv all night without talking. Her granddad spent the entire holiday insulting me for being a waiter (ok i was a manager for Starbucks at the time which was a but of a wnak job but he was a bloody meat delivery man!) grandma spend most of the week playing mind games and trying to make me out to be some psycho. Eventual the ex gets fed up and suggest we leave and spend the rest of the holiday in a hotel. I make it clear that this is her choice as i don't want blaming for a rift in the family. Within 20 seconds of our departure the grandmother is on the phone to the Ex's Mother bad mouthing me and calling an ungrateful nutter and blaming me for breaking the TV (i still have no idea where this came from).
The irony is that after all the clues (mother and grandmother were both lying psychotic nutters) i still failed to work out that it ran in the family and married the girl. possible the worst decision ever! Still it only lasted two months.
No apologies for length, girth or lack of hummous.
( , Mon 23 May 2005, 22:17, Reply)
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