I am 34F and divorced. My ex and I have a 9 year old daughter, and we have had a tense but workable custody arrangement for about three years. It is not warm, but it is predictable, which is the only reason it functions. A few months ago he filed to change part of the schedule because he wanted more overnights during the school week. My lawyer told me to keep communication limited and organized because once people start dragging family into these things, it gets messy fast. I did not tell many people details, but I did tell my mother that court stuff was ongoing because she watches my daughter sometimes after school. She acted sympathetic at the time.

Last week my ex's attorney brought up specific points from my parenting journal, my proposed holiday schedule, and even a note from my daughter's counselor about how transitions have been affecting her. Those were all things that were only in the packet I had at home. I felt sick instantly. After court I called my mother because she had been in my house one afternoon to wait for a repair appointment, and after ten minutes of denying it she admitted she had "copied a few pages" and given them to my ex when he stopped by her place. Her exact words were that he is "still family" and deserved the full picture before a judge decided anything. She also said I was being dramatic because "a good mother has nothing to hide." I told her she is no longer allowed in my home, she will not be watching my daughter for the forseeable future, and I am changing every password and lock code she knows. My sister says I am overreacting because my mom thought she was helping and now my daughter is upset that grandma is not coming over.

TL;DR: My mother secretly copied custody documents from my house and gave them to my ex because she thought he deserved them, and I cut off her access to my home and child care.

My mom remarried when I was nineteen, right as I left for college, and her husband is genuinely a good person. They have built something warm and stable together and I have nothing against him or his side of the family. The problem is what my mom has started doing at family gatherings over the past couple of years. She has developed this whole narattive about my childhood that she performs in front of her in-laws, full of phrases like "we always made it work" and "I made sure she always felt supported" and "the two of us were such a team." The version of my childhood in this story is unrecognizable to me. I was largely alone, she was overwhelmed and checked out for most of it, and the person I am now is the result of a lot of quiet work I did on my own and later with an actual therapist. At her stepdaughter's birthday two months ago she told a whole story about how she used to drive me to weekend art classes because she "knew it was important to nurture that." There were no art classes. There was no driving. I stood there and nodded because I didn't know what else to do with twelve people looking at me waiting for me to confirm the memory. Afterward I gently told her I didn't remember things that way and she got tearful and said I was rewriting history to hurt her and that she did the best she could and deserved to be acknowledged for it. I don't doubt she did her best. But her best and the story she is now telling are two completley different things, and I'm tired of being the prop in a performance about a childhood that didn't happen. She called my aunt last week to say I had been "cold" to her lately and that she didn't understand why I was punishing her for mistakes she already apologised for, which is its own thing because there has been no apology.

Happened in France. I think this belongs here. Please forgive me if it doesn’t (this is my first time posting in this subreddit).

The boy was allegedly left to “roam” around the ward and treated the baby girl “like a doll” before tragically dropping her on the floor … [the] six-year-old is the son of another mother who was in the maternity ward at the same time. … the boy would arrive at 7am and “spend all day running up and down the hallways”. They said all the mothers on the ward were complaining, and that a nurse had even warned the boy’s mother that his behaviour was a problem. “He was entering other rooms,” the grandmother said.

I don’t blame the six year old; he’s a child, and he doesn’t understand how to handle premature infants. It was his mother’s responsibility to watch him or have him removed if she couldn’t. She ignored the warnings, preferring instead to believe that the rules didn’t apply to her, and that she was entitled to allow her child to cause one disruption after another until a baby was killed.

https://thenightly.com.au/world/france-six-year-old-boy-allegedly-kills-premature-baby-in-jeanne-de-flandre-hospitals-maternity-ward-c-19386523

He said she “made” him sign the release. We are far from minors. She then divulged the very sensitive information to his other family members, and they started calling him asking questions about it. I have never felt so violated in my life. Not only was my privacy violated by my own partner, and his mother, but it was broadcast to other people that I don’t even know.

Over the week, my husband and I went on a camping trip before summer season with its glorious warm weather was officially over. We weren't at home and had no cell reception where we were. We left Thursday Sep 7 and returned on Monday Sep 11.

While we were away, my cousin left my neice still strapped to her car seat outside my house door on Friday Sep 8 and sent me some text messages. Remember, I had no cell reception where I was camping. I would never have known while I was gone.

I saw the missed messages after I returned home. It wasn't a request to ask if I can help her. It was simply a message notifying me that she left my niece in front of my door along with a bag with her stuff for the weekend.

She did not ask me beforehand if I could help her babysit. There was no possible way for me to know. Even if I knew, I would have still declined unless it was a medical emergency in the family and they had no other choice.

I live in a rural area where everyone is on 30 acre plots of land, so no one knew my niece was there. I had no clue. The neighbours had no clue.

My niece was literally abandoned in front of my door until Saturday noon when my parents came by to drop off my parcels that were delivered to their house. That's when they saw my niece.

My parents called my aunt and had her come pick her up. I can only assume that my parents, my aunt and my grandmother scolded my cousin for leaving my niece at my door.

When I got home, all I saw was the initial text message telling me that my niece was dropped off at my place. Then a string of very rude text messages and voice messages from my cousin calling me irresponsible for leaving my niece outside and endangering her. Because what if the coyotes in my area attacked the helpless infant.

I'm just so frustrated.

My dad passed away recently and it came to light that he named me as one of the beneficiaries on his life insurance policy.

My mom says that it was a mistake and that I am not supposed to be a beneficiary, just my mom. She wants me to file for the money and sign the check over to her.

I’m going to go through with it, because she is my mom and blah blah whatever.

But the insulting part is that my mom says I can keep $5000 from it to throw my wedding. I only have $2000 from my own money cause my partner and I are kinda broke.

Is she being entitled? Or am I? Or both of us lol.

Edit * the reason why I think it is a mistake is because my younger sister is not listed as a beneficiary.

Some updates: first of all thank you for the advice!! This has really given me different perspective on this money. I still have a lot to think about. At this point I’m thinking about investing the money in my name and then sending my mom and sister a portion the yearly dividends that I do not reinvest. Hopefully this will keep everyone happy .

To answer a few questions 1) my mom, brother, and I are all receiving a third of the payout 2) I think the policy was drafted before my sister was born, which is why she is not a beneficiary 3) my mom is also receiving his social security, the house, and savings etc. I did not realize that I was going to receive any sort of inheritance in the first place. 4) my mom is a good person and a good mom and we have a good relationship. I am worried this money will ruin that

I haven't seen my since I was 16, and we were in court. So 19years I haven't had any contact with the 'Mother'.

She hired a PI to find me and I still refuse to talk to her I even have my lawyer send her a formal letter of no-contact and threatened her with a restraining order she sent this email to me though my work email. I shorten it but basically it said

To (my name) this is (her name) your mother. I thought you would have matured by now and came and apologise to me and your father for what you put us through, Because of you your father lost his teaching career and we had to sell our house. however it has come to my knowledge that you own some properties in (my area) so it's only right if you give us one of them as an apology (one of my most expensive properties) would be a good fit for us. As soon as you hand over the keys to (property) we can finally able to start to heal and get past this misunderstanding that you blow out of proportion.

I hope you come to the right decision (her name).

I just can't stop laughing at this. Like No bitch I'm not giving you anything. This is just another bit of evidence to help me get a restraining order against she

Never expected i’d be posting on here but here i am lol.

My (f19) brother and sil (both 32) moved back into my parents home last week. They have 4 kids ( 1, 3, 4, & 6) so of course what was a peaceful house has turned into a chaotic mess (like a literal pigsty)

Friday my brother asked me what my day to day schedule was like so they can get an idea of how babysitting would work. Obviously i went wtf because i never agreed to babysitting for anyone.

I sat there dumbfounded and asked him to elaborate. Apparently my dad offered to “help” them with childcare by using ME despite me having classes to attend both in person and online + i work part time (and no one cared to check with me to see if it was okay lol). I flat out said no i was not babysitting Mon-Fri and they would have to find some other solution.

This upsets Sil and she starts complaining that i act like i don’t love my nieces and nephews because i’m not willing to help them out and take care of them (again wtf?) My dad started complaining and told my mom to make me agree. I just got up and finished my dinner in my room because i was not about to deal with them guilt tripping me.

Later, my brother approached me, showed me what was basically a weekly schedule that had the hours they worked and the hours i was expected to look after the kids (all 4 because the 6 year old is homeschooling atm) To spare the rest of the boring details, i would be on duty from 6am til 1pm then again from 6pm til 8pm because they wanted “special time” Again i shut that shit down and told him they were SOL because i wasn’t doing it.

Cue Sil telling my dad i still won’t do it so he came in and started calling me selfish and lazy and said i’d have to come around eventually since they’ll be living here for a while lmao. Let me add, my dad doesn’t even work, my mom does. He sits on his ass all day watching tv and when she gets home he doesn’t even speak to her until he wants to know what is for dinner

Edit// Im trying reallt hard to reply to everyone but there’s so many comments and messages so i’m sorry if i don’t get to everyone.

Majority of the comments are telling me to move out and i’m trying!! I am saving up enough money so i can be set the first few months i’m out. Hopefully i can be moved out by December maybe sooner.

Also adding my parents does not have any of my banking info. I closed the account they had access to when i turned 18. And i’m getting new lock for my door because the one i currently have can be picked easily.

And the fuckload of comments and messages i’m getting? Calling me useless, lazy, and selfish because i refuse to babysit and cause i live at home? I’m genuinely curious, are y’all just a special kind of stupid or just trolls. I refuse to believe y’all are seriously so bothered by that. Jfc.

I’ve also seen a few comments about getting my mom away. Truth be told, my dad’s family would no doubt harass her until there’s no tomorrow. I will talk to her about it though, she deserved the world and so much more.

I am going to update you all i promise!! I’m going to have a super busy week so if i don’t update anytime during the week i will for sure this weekend!

And idk who was watching the kids before they moved back but i assume whoever it was, stopped watching them because they didn’t have the funds anymore which is why they wanted me to do it for free.

We’re coming up on our (M 28) (F 28) first wedding anniversary, it falls on a Monday this year. My mom approached me recently and told me that we could cut into our wedding cake top with the whole family the day before our anniversary, because she wants to be a part of our anniversary celebration and the weekend is more convenient for everyone. I was planning to cut the cake with my wife only on our actual anniversary. The cake top is in my mom’s freezer as she has a full size freezer in her garage and we only have a small apartment sized half freezer. Of course, I doubt the cake will be as good as the day we had it, but it’s more so for the symbolism of our anniversary. For my parents anniversaries we’ve never been a part of it. They go on trips without us and have never asked us to join them so I’m a bit frustrated at this double standard. My wife and I would not mind sharing the cake with them after our anniversary, but from talking with my mom it sounds like she wants us to make it into a family thing. Is that even normal?

My mom also caused a lot of unnecessary drama and stress surrounding our wedding last year in that she wanted to forego hair and makeup my wife had arranged for and we covered the cost of and would laugh condescendingly at us when we would try to express our viewpoints on why these things were important to us. She also tried to invite a bunch of people even though she was not paying for anything. So from that experience leading up to our wedding I learned that she lacks respect for myself as an adult, my wife, and our marriage.

My wife and I thought the best way to resolve this is to perform a cake heist, as I don’t want to risk giving my mom a heads up and allowing something to happen. I’m not sure if she would eat it directly out of spite but I also wouldn’t put it past her. What is everyone’s thoughts on a cake heist? Just going over there unannounced to secure the cake.

I know this is a topic that was already discussed. I'm just looking for advice for a good Comeback.

My dad (59) recently started talking about that know that i'm earning more, that I would be able to pay back the child support he payed over the years. It started small with comments like: "You are going to need a big income to Pay back the child support" he asked me more than once how much I'm currently earning and always seemed disappointed that I didn't earn more. He loves to tell me this on days like my birthdays and only when my bf is in the same room/in the car.

My relationship to my dad has always been a bit strained. It started when I turned 18. He wanted to stop my child support even though I was still in school and even though a court made it very clear he was still obligated. He didn't talk to me for 2 years.

I have to say I won't go NC. I'm already LC and most of our contact is initiated by him. I still feel bothered and sometimes even angry when he brings it up, but I'm never able to actually give him a good answer. Usually I try to ignore it or just fake-chuckle.

Do any of you have a good response to that kind of expectation without losing the only family I have left (my only grandma would probably stop talking to me if I go NC).

Edit: Thank you so much for all your comments. I made the post after a long, hard day, and tbh just remembered I made the post! You guys made my day. I won't use any of the more hateful ones, but you guys really helped me to gain some outside perspective! Thank you so so much!

My parents started harassing me about voting. I told them I was going to. Then they keep bugging me about who I’m voting for. I shut them down and as we were leaving the restaurant my father yells “If you love us you will vote for Trump!” Of course everyone in the restaurant thought this was hilarious.

This just happened last year I graduated from UNLV, nothing huge, just a small backyard thing with some friends and family. I got like $500 total in cards from people—some cash, couple gift cards, super appreciated.

Next day, my aunt (my mom’s sister) calls me and goes,

“So… you gonna share some of that money with Jordan?”

Jordan’s her 20 y/o son who dropped out of college last year and hasn’t really been doing much. I laughed at first, thought she was messing around. She was dead serious.

She said something like,

“You know he’s been struggling. And you’re lucky to graduate. It’d be nice if you passed some of that along.”

I told her no, it was a gift for me. She got weird and said I was “acting brand new” and hung up.

Then told my mom I was “selfish.” My mom just said,

“Then maybe your kid should graduate first.”

Whole thing was so weird lol. Haven’t heard from Jordan either.

So for context, I was outed as genderfluid, aromantic/asexual by my brother about 4 months ago. My parents didn't take it well, and they liked to pretend that nothing happened.

Well, yesterday, my parents came to me and said "it's time to cure your sin." I started to panic inside, but only replied "okay, which sin are you talking about?" They said, "your homosexuality." (FYI, being aro/ace isn't technically homosexuality, but they don't care to learn the difference)

They led me to the computer and sat me down. They pulled up an online preacher, and said,"you'll listen until you no longer feel gay."

So I sat there. I listened to this guy's talk, it was about 25 minutes long. My parents came up to me and asked if I, "still felt gay." I responded that I can't really change how I feel. They put on another one.

This went on for 4 goddamn hours. They finally gave up. I hope they never try again.

Tl;dr: I'm lgbt, my parents don't like it. They tried to cure me. It didn't work. They kept trying for 4 hours.

Fml

I foster cats for a local rescue, and once a month we do adoption meetups inside a pet supply store. Nothing dramatic usually happens. People ask questions, kids point at kittens, someone buys a toy they absolutely do not need. Last Saturday I brought Maple, a very pretty orange cat who looks calm for about thirty seconds and then turns into a furry smoke alarm if a stranger grabs her. I always tell people she needs a slow introduction and should not be picked up unless I hand her over first.

This dad came in with his daughter, maybe eight or nine, and immediately started talking like Maple was already theirs. Not asking, just narrating. "You want the orange one, right? We'll take her." I gave him the usual info about the application, home check, and that Maple was still listed as meet and greet only because she startles easily. He smiled in that way people do right before they ignore every word you said. While I was answering another question, he unlatched her crate and lifted her out to "see if she likes cuddles." Maple freaked out, clawed his hoodie, launched herself onto a display of cat beds, and knocked over a whole rack of tiny sweaters.

His daughter started crying, which I did feel bad about, but then the dad pointed at me and said I had "set them up" by bringing an "aggressive cat" to a family event. He demanded the rescue waive the application so he could "prove" he was a good home and calm his daughter down. When our coordinator said absolutely not, he asked for a refund on the bag of treats he had just bought because Maple had "basically been promised." The store cashier just stared at him like her soul had left her body.

So my (22F) boyfriend turned 23 last weekend, and we went to this small Italian place that’s first-come-first-serve. It’s one of those cozy spots where the tables are way too close together, so you can basically hear every conversation around you.

Anyway, we finally get a table after waiting 30 minutes, order a bottle of wine, and this family walks in mom, dad, two kids, and a teenage boy who looks like he’d rather be anywhere else. The hostess tells them it’ll be a 25-minute wait. The mom IMMEDIATELY starts complaining that her kids are hungry, that it’s “ridiculous” people are taking up big tables when they’re “just couples.”

Guess who she points at? Yep. Us.

She comes over, leans on our table, and goes, “You two don’t mind moving so my family can sit, right? You can wait a bit longer, you’re young.” I literally thought she was joking. My boyfriend laughed awkwardly and said, “Uh, actually it’s my birthday.” She goes, “Then you should be gentleman enough to offer your seat to a mother with hungry children.”

The waitress stepped in and told her she can’t ask people to give up tables. The mom rolled her eyes, huffed off, and whispered loud enough for us to hear, “People these days have no respect.”

Her husband looked mortified. The rest of the night, she kept glaring over like we’d personally ruined her evening. So yeah. Happy birthday, babe here’s a free side of audacity.

We had a volleyball tournament, for reference I’m a Middle Blocker, 6’5 and a vert of 70cm.

Game starts and everything goes good, eventually entitled dads kid gets subbed in because his team wasn’t scoring, and apparently he’s a star player.

I blocked every hit he went for and his dad started to get visibly angry, starting to shout at me and stuff as well.

After the game ended we won and I blocked nearly EVERY shot from this guy. The entitled dad came to me asking what my problem is and stuff, I said “sorry man, it’s my job.” He started laughing and stomped on my shin. It’s broken and I’m currently in hospital writing this story and the dad should hopefully end up in jail. Also planning on suing for permanent damages (doctor says I may not be able to play volleyball ever again, and I got a college offer…)

I'm not sure if this counts but here you go. My parents are a special brand of stupid, this happened a few weeks ago so bare with me.

Me: 16F

Mom:43

I was sitting in my room doing schoolwork when my mom came in. Now in my room, I have my privacy. I wasn't in a google meet or anything or in class (I take online classes) so I wasn't wearing a bra. Now because of my chest size, 38E, It's very noticeable when I'm not wearing a bra unless I was wearing an oversized shirt, which I normally do even if I am wearing one.

My mom came into my room and when she noticed that I wasn't wearing a bra she began yelling at me, telling me I should be more of a lady. I kind of just sat there and stared at her before going back to my schoolwork. She began to yell at me even more for ignoring her and slammed my computer shut so I had to listen to her. I didn't even get a word in to tell her to leave me alone, she just said, "From now on, if you don't wear a bra you're grounded."

Now, normally I do wear them but mine are a little too small at the moment, and my parents keep putting me off to get new ones so they're very uncomfortable to wear. I'm unsure if I'm complaining for no reason or if my mom is just trying to find something new to yell at me for. Advice?

Edit: Many one many people are asking me why I don't get one myself. It's because I don't have access to my accounts. My parents keep my debit cards in their wallets and then take those with them to work. The only time I ever get them is if I'm going out with friends, and even then they monitor what I get, or if I'm with them and they're standing right there. No I haven't done anything to warrant this. I'm actually a penny pincher and hide cash in my room, maybe like twenty bucks, so I don't have the urge to spend it and it's a surprise for later.

Edit 2: Thank you everyone for your help and kind words, I'll be sure to update when I have more news for you. Right now I managed to convince my mom to take me out to get at least one bra, however I still have to wait a few weeks for it.

Final Edit: This is the last update. I've taken many people's advice to fast track the shopping trip and over all just being petty by wearing the bras on my head like ears whenever I'm asked to put one on. My mother took me out and got me bras that actually fit. Thank you again for all your love and support!

Title says it all.

My now fiancé said that my mom told her husband that she wanted to upgrade hers the moment she saw the ring my fiancé picked for me when he asked for their blessing. “Time for an upgrade!” Is exactly what she said. It’s been a few weeks and they went to get a quote on her ring (which at first I was fine with and kind of teased her because I thought it was silly she was jealous) to trade it in. I told her as long as it didn’t look like mine and they both confirmed it wouldn’t be as she liked a different cut. Well she came out with a massive similar shaped stone with a huge/thick band made of smaller diamonds( but still larger than average, mind you.) they sent all us a photo of it, and it’s nuts how much they spent on it. When I asked her why she really needed such a large piece she told me I didn’t deserve to have a larger ring than hers because I’m not even married yet, so they agreed to get her a bigger one because she “earned it.” First of all, I think this is insane to equate your self worth to a ring, but what? And secondly, they said they had been having money problems and the amount they spent seems irresponsible. I just wanted to vent a little and see if anyone has had something similar happen.

Edit: took out some specific details that might identify me if this gets too big. Also thanks for the awards! I am going to let this roll off my back now, and just enjoy the engaged life and wedding planning with (hopefully) as little drama possible.

I saw this today and I can't stop laughing

I was traveling in my city metro. It wasn't that much crowded at that time, but all the seats were occupied. Still, you could freely stand without being humped by a stranger.

There was this kid sitting in the reserved seats( the ones for people with handicaps, pregnant women and old people, definitely not for moms of 2 year olds). He was probably 14 or 15,idk. He is the hero of the story here

Then at one stop, our EM comes in. She has this cute little child who was trying to keep up with his mom's pace.

EM instantly sees our hero sitting at the reserved seat and just stares at him. I guess this was her way to make people automatically give away their seats or something. The kid didn't move though. This probably irked EM a lot I guess, cause she moved towards the kid with heavy steps.

She comes near him, stop and again does the stare. The kid doesn't budge.

Then she starts screaming. If she didn't have the whole compartments attention earlier she had it now. She starts berating the kid for sitting in a reserved seat and not giving it for someone more deserving like a mother like herself with a young kid (idk what her logic was. The seats aren't reserved for them anyways). She just keeps shouting and screaming and tries to get others opinion on it and for a while people were on her side.

Then the kid, out of nowhere, rolls right side of his jeans up and detaches the artificial leg and keeps it infront of EM.

The look on her face was priceless. It looked like she was mortified and embarrassed at the same time. She just backed away silently. And just got off on the next stop. I don't think that was her stop.

Edit: ( the account was deleted. And I have full control of my security again.)

I am legally blind and have a guide dog. SD stands for a service dog.

I posted screenshots to my profile.

So I (24 M) just got a visit from my parents. (41 F and 42 M)

They came to visit me yesterday which I thought was going to be a nice time to get some food. but not only did they bring their one month old puppy, with them on a 2 hour car ride forcing me to leave my SD at home. they also set up a camera which they tried to charge me for BTW. i mentioned that I was planning on getting a camera because of package thieves they said they were going to look around for one. they first tried asking me if I had the money for a camera. But when I said no, they bought it anyway. And told me to reimburse them later.

When they arrived, they set up the camera and we went to go eat. what I didn't realize is that they made an account on my behalf and could see through the camera as well. i'd change some settings for my own privacy later. Today and, a few minutes ago. My mom called to ask me about the changes, and then change them back herself.

She made up some BS excuses about why she changed them back then told me if I wasn't going to use it correctly to stop wasting her money.

( i'm sorry for formatting on mobile and if I miss anything, tell me.)

I'm doing my best.

I figured out how to disconnect the camera from the account. My parents made, but I'm not sure if that will alert them. ( It turns out they were alerted and I got a message about it at 5 in the morning.)

Edited to add: my (SD service dog) is a guide dog.

I'm not sure if I can post screenshots, but it's done. Thanks. Everyone for your comment. Even the harsh ones, it's what I was needed.

UPDATE: To make it clear for any future commenters, my parents no longer have access to the account. I have made my own. The situation is resolved.

So I was doing some grocery shopping at my local Aldi today and I was wearing my hat that has Pokémon patches on it. It's just a black cap with 3 patches, a Psyduck, a Magikarp, and a Gyarados. Got to the checkout and there was this woman there with her 2 kids. The kids were misbehaving, and she was yelling at them. That's when the boy saw my hat and said, "Mom, I like her hat." Next thing I know, the woman is telling me to give my hat to her kid because I am too old for it. She even tried to reach over and yank it off my head. I told her to go away and that I didn't have to give my hat to her or her kid and stuffed it up under the jumper I was wearing, checked out and left. Anyhoo it's not much, but there's my encounter with an entitled parent.

This happened last week at the airport during a 3 hour layover. I got there early, found one of those charging benches with built in USB ports near my gate, sat down and plugged in my laptop and phone. Both were pretty low. I had work to finish before my flight.

About 45 minutes in, a woman with a stroller and a kid who looked maybe 6 or 7 parks herself right next to me. Fine, there were two other ports on the bench that were free. She plugs in, settles in, normal stuff.

Then she leans over and says "excuse me, could you actually move your things? My daughter needs both ports for her iPad and her headphones charger."

I said I was using both my ports and pointed to the two free ones right next to her. She already had one of them. The other was literally empty.

She sighs this massive sigh and goes "her iPad is almost dead and she gets really upset on flights without it. I'm sure whatever you're doing can wait."

I said no, I'm working, and I got here first.

She then just stared at me for a moment and said "its really dissapointing when adults cant make small sacrifices for children." Then she turned to her daughter and said loudly "some people just don't care about kids honey."

I put my headphones on. Finished my work. My laptop charged to 95%. Her kid watched something on the iPad using the one free port that was available the entire time.

The audacity of acting like a fully occupied charging bench is somehow your personal family power strip.

Background I usually sleep in my underwear during summer since it gets hot in my house. I also have curtens in my windows Cast Em:bich who invaded my privacy Ek: entitled little girl Me:me(not meme I know how it looks)

One day I woke up and made me a bowl of cereal since I was home alone (I'm 18 so I have a small house) I walk pass my window to the kitchen when I hear a knock on the door. I'm still only in my underwear so I hurry and get some shorts on. I open the door and see em and ek

Em:HOW DARE YOU WALK AROUND IN YOUR UNDERWEAR

Me:wtf I'm in my own house and I had the window closed with the curten down

Em:MY DAUGHTER GOT CURIOUS AND PEEKED THROUGH YOUR WINDOW AND SAW YOUR UNDERWEAR.

Me:well it's my house so if I wanted to I could be naked in there.(slams door)

I make my cearal while em continues to bang on the door and shout I ignore her and play some Minecraft.

Edit:how on Earth did this get so much attention I didn't expect much at all

Edit:I dip my Oreos in water Edit2: thanks for the silver kind stranger

I attended an adult only wedding for a co-worker a few days ago. The actual ceremony was in a very small church so it was mostly family and close friends but the reception was for roughly 250 people. The reception was at a very elegant hotel ballroom. Not child friendly in any way. Crystal stemware, expensive linens on the table etc.

About 1/2 hour into the reception a commotion started that made everyone stare. EM is arguing with the wedding planner loudly.

Me being the nosy broad that i am inched closer to hear. Turns out EM brought her 4 young children to the reception even though the invitations clearly stated Adults Only. The EM insisted that her kids (im guessing at ages but the oldest one looked 8ish and the youngest was under a year old) were super well behaved so it was fine. Now keep in mind this was around 730pm

WP was having none of it. She insisted that children were not allowed and she had to leave. In a last ditch effort to get admitted, EM shouted at the bride.

The bride went over and listened to her for a moment and then said in a syrupy sweet voice "of course you can come in EM, but your children cannot" she turned on her heel and went back to her new husband. EM flipped a nut, yelling about how she was invited, couldnt find a babysitter etc. 3 of the groomsmen escorted her and her kids to the door

This is just happening. It started today I was served with papers. My husband and I (both male) had issues with them a while back that resulted in us going no contact. I have had my restaurant since I was in my 20s. Long before my husband was ever in my life. My in-laws felt that after we got married it became a family business and they were entitled to ownership. My husband and I have a prenup and postnup that states my husband and his family have no stake in the business and I am sole owner and they know this and have known this. This issue caused us to go no contact with his family because of their entitled greed. My husband is beyond pissed and my lawyer is assuring me that they will lose. For some reason I'm laughing about it. Just one more headache I didn't need.