Karen Demands To Use My Yard... Huge Mistake! - Reddit Stories

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Speaker 1 (00:00):
Ooh, I love your backyard. My son's gonna play in
it while you're gone. I know you won't mind pray
slash entitled. Hey there, mister Redder here and the Queen
of Entitlement herself, Welcome back to another episode of FREDIT
podcast Stories. Our first story we'll be reading today, my

(00:21):
Karen neighbor says she's entitled to my yard while I'm away.
I'm twenty seven female and I live in a rather
nice neighborhood near the middle. My neighbor, entitled Mom, has
a large dog and a rather destructive son who will
call entitled kid. I have a pretty good financial situation
and I live alone because the house was passed down
to me in the will. It's a pretty big yard

(00:43):
compared to Karen's yard, which is almost half its size.
I have no gate for the yard, leaving it open
for any pets or animals to come right in. I
work from seven am to five pm, so I'm gone
for a long while during the day. Karen is the
type to do a lot of gardening, so she doesn't
like entitled kid in the yard with all the tools.
One day, she asked me if I would allow her

(01:04):
son to play in my yard while I was at work.
It couldn't cause any harm, could it. I accept it,
but I did tell her that her son would have
to be gone by the time I was back. And
all went well until I got my first cat. Keep
in mind, entitled kid would always bring the dog over
with him to play. I named my new Ginger cat
well Ginger. Ginger loved to bask out in the sun

(01:27):
with the entitled kid and the dog, until one day
I found she wasn't outside. In fact, she was inside
with a bite mark. I rushed her to the vet immediately,
where she was treated and wore some sort of bandage
wrap around her waist For the next week or so,
I checked the cameras only to see entitled kid trying
to move Ginger out of her general spot so that

(01:47):
he could sit there, and she swiped at him, scaring
him off. It seemed that entitled Kid's dog did not
take kindly to this, and the mark was not a
bite mark, but a swipe from the dog. I presented
this info to Karen, who denied it and said, he's
just a kid, and Ginny is fine. I reminded her
that it was Ginger, then told her that neither her

(02:07):
son or dog were allowed on my property. Again, she
threw an absolute tantrum and told me that they should
be entitled to the yard while I was away, because
after all, you can't just let it go to waste.
I then reassured her of my decision, to which she said,
word for word, ma'am, you need to leave. I'm so confused.

(02:28):
I'm considering my options, and I think small claims court
is a bit too much for this. What am I
supposed to do? Edit? Yes, I did see all of
your comments about liability. I'm currently trying to find out
the best kind of fence I can get. Regarding the
neighborhood HOA. As mentioned, I do have cameras and I
put up a no trespassing sign next to the mailbox.

(02:48):
I did have her read and sign a contract stating
that she or any other member of her family were
to be allowed on my property and if this happened,
I would not be liable. Also, I will be able
to sue her for trust passing, and recommended that she
filled her kid in with this info. As you may expect,
she threw a tantrum, saying you need to get over it.

(03:08):
It's just a cat. You don't even need the yard
when you leave, although I did get her to sign
the contract at the end, even getting to watch the
look on her face get more and more sour. Thanks
for your advice. Everyone. If they the kid, or the
dog or the mom come on to your property again,
call the police. You have clearly stated that they are
not welcome and they would thus be trespassing. Document the

(03:31):
cat's injury and keep that information. Do not let them
back on your property, especially not if the kid is unattended.
Keep printing the rice until the water runs clear. Got it?
Years ago, I was a cook at a well known
fast casual restaurant known for their large burritos and charging
extra for guawk. I worked hard because the place was

(03:52):
very understaffed given the number of customers that came in.
Management was understanding when we had to cut corners to
make sure people did not wait for food. One of
the rules we had to follow before cooking the rice
was to rinse the raw rise three times until the
water runs clear. Vague. I know, how clear is clear?
What if after three rinces the water is not clear

(04:13):
three times and runs clear or three times or runs clear?
Who knows? I did not ask. Most of the time,
we would give the rice one or two rinses before
throwing it into the cooker. Never had any problems with
customers complaining about it, and we never ran out of rice.
Since there were never any problems, management did not care
and everyone was happy. That is until one day mismanager

(04:37):
decides it's time to enforce every single rule exactly. Not
sure why to get to the position she was in.
She knew how to do all of the individual tasks
in the kitchen, so she knew the rules. However, she
did not know how to conduct the symphony of the
dozens of simultaneous tasks at the speed and accuracy required
to keep customers moving and to never burn anything I did.

(04:59):
She did not I know which corners were okay to
cut and which ones were not. I did as I
was getting ready for the busy shift, but the kitchen
was not in busy mode yet. I'm rinsing rice and
Mismanager approaches me, make sure to rinse the rice until
the water run is clear. I look at her and
respond I always do. She knew I was lying, but

(05:20):
she knew why. She knew that it would take longer
to make the rice, but I was the only one
who could make sure that rice never runs out. Her
life would be horrible if we ran out of rice.
She had a chance to let it go. She did not, though,
mister cook, I know you don't follow that rule. Keep
rinting the rice until the water runs clear, and before
you put this rice on the cooker, come find me

(05:42):
and show me that it runs clear. I looked at
her with a straight face and replied, keep printing the
rice until the water runs clear. Got it. I began
fill the pot of rice with water, agitate the rice,
pull out some perforated part of the pot, and dump
out all the cloudy water. After three times, the water
is still resembling water skim milk. I look up. She's

(06:04):
watching me. She asks, does that water look clear to you?
It was rhetorical. I see how it is. I start
rinsing again. Satisfied, she walks away. I continue repeating the process.
A while goes by, and yes, I am counting the
number of times the long grains of rice are breaking
apart and the entire pot is turning into a strange,

(06:26):
mushy mixture of white rice. Given the time I'm taking
on this dumb task, everything else that needs to get
started in the kitchen is falling apart. Finally, mismanager appears
in the kitchen again. You'll steal rinsing ripes. The timing
was perfect. I dump out the water in front of
her and ask does that water look clear to you?
As I dump out the precursor to slightly watered down horshota,

(06:49):
she softly says no. I step away from the sink.
How many times do you think I've rinsed this rice?
I ask seven? She answers, no, try thirty seven. I
wasn't joking. I've rinsed this rice thirty seven times and
the water is not running clear to your satisfaction? Should
I continue? She looks at the rice, knows it's unusable

(07:11):
and that she has lost the fight. On one hand,
she can't tell me to keep going because the ground
up rice was only a few rinses and a cook
away from becoming grits. On the other hand, she cannot
tell me to stop rinsing because then she would be
in violation of the sacred rice rinsing commandment. Additionally, she
cannot fire me, otherwise the store could not open. She

(07:31):
scheduled me to work the entire day and she sure
knows that she could not do what I do in
the kitchen. Fine, she relents. Get back in there and
make sure we're ready when it's time to open. I
laughed myself as I went back to work. I win.
Am I the jerk for wanting a week's vacation alone
away from my partner and kids. Me thirty two female,

(07:54):
and my partner, thirty seven male, are in a disagreement.
He thinks I'm selfish for considering this. I don't think
I am. He suggested I post here to see what
you all say. We've been together for twelve years. My
partner has two responsibilities in terms of the house. He
walks the dogs in the morning, and he goes to
work full time eight to six. More often than not

(08:15):
he falls asleep at eight pm. He works in it.
We have three kids who are seven, four, and two,
and I'm fully responsible for their care as well as
every household duty laundry, cooking, cleaning. I must stay at
home mom, but I'm also self employed, so after I
look after the kids all day, I then work for
a couple hours on my laptop. My birthday is coming up.

(08:37):
I asked my partner what he would think if I
booked myself a vacation for a week on my birthday
and went out on my own, if he could use
his paid time off to take time off to look
after and spend the week with our three kids, taking
them to school and taking care of the house. He
told me I was selfish. It's selfish to want to
go on holiday for a week for my birthday. He said, yes,

(08:58):
my partner hasn't done it a load of laundry in
the ten years. He cooks dinner occasionally two times a month.
He doesn't hoover, mop or mow lawns. I get it,
he's tired and he works full time, but I work too,
and I don't feel appreciated. I just want a week
where I don't have to placate a crying kid, or
stop the toddler from running into traffic, or worry about

(09:19):
everyone else's good time while sacrificing my own. The last
time I spent time away from the kids in house
was when we went out for dinner for his birthday
in March after they were asleep, and I organized the babysitter.
Oh and my pap smear, which he tried to make me.
Take the kids too, even though he was home, the
holiday would be paid for entirely by me. He gets

(09:40):
twenty eight days of paid time off, not including bank holidays.
Last year he lost twelve paid time off days because
he didn't take them. We're in the UK, am I
the jerk. You're not a stay at home mom. You
have a part time job. Your division of home labor
is insanely unbalanced, and all of it falls to you.
Of course, your husband refuses to let you take a holiday.

(10:03):
You'd have to actually lift a finger to parent his
own kids. If you did, please, for your own sake,
book that holiday and inform him you will be going.
Perhaps if he had to do a fraction of everything
you'd done for years, he would finally see how unfair
he's been to you. Not the jerk. I'm not sure
you need a holiday as much as you need couple's therapy.
To be honest, this sounds like a hugely unfair set up,

(10:25):
and no wonder you're feeling so burned out. He's not
pulling his weight at all. Here sounds completely draining to
be married to a partner who does so little and
apparently is willing to do so little more. Take your
kids to your medical test. No thanks, I think you
need to address that underlying issue. You're not the jerk
for wanting the holiday, but it's a symptom of a
much bigger problem. Not the jerk. Just the child care

(10:49):
you're doing is a full time job with kids those ages.
Added to that, you're doing all the housework, all of
the cooking two times a month is not frequent, plus
two hours of self imlay working from home. It sounds
like you have multiple full time jobs while he has one.
Consider pricing out what it would cost to have someone
do your work full time as an experiment. How much

(11:10):
would it cost to hire a nanny for three kids
of those ages full time? How much would it cost
to hire a maid to complete the house chores you do?
How much would hiring a lawn service cost? How much
would having a home cook or having meals delivered every
day cost? Do you walk the dogs outside of the
time he does in the morning? If so? Added to
the list, those are the costs of your labor. That's

(11:31):
what the two of you save by you doing that work.
There's a decent possibility those labor costs would cost more
money than he makes, and the hours those people would
need to work to complete the work you are doing
easily total more than the hours he's putting in at
the office and walking the dogs in the morning. This
doesn't even include whatever you make at the work from
home job you do after dinner. From someone who has

(11:54):
walked a mile and both shoes, you're the jerk. I've
been a stay at home parent and worked full time,
and the nine to five job is way more exhausting.
There's way more downtime in being a stay at home parent.
Ask anyone who's done both which job they'd prefer to do,
and your answers will be the same. He's pulling more
of the load than you, and you think you deserve
a vacation and he doesn't. You're a bad partner and

(12:16):
your selfishness will lead you straight into divorce. Am I
the jerk for canceling a vacation because my wife can't
pay her share after helping her adult son and ex husband.
My wife, forty four female, makes quite a bit less
than me forty five male, so our joint expenses are
split seventy thirty. For the most part, things like vacations

(12:38):
and where we bought a house are decided based on
what she can afford, but there have been several times
I've paid in full for vacations to places I really
enjoy and wanted to share the experience with her. She
has a twenty three year old son from her previous marriage.
When she and I got together, I told her I
wouldn't mind paying extra for things here and there until
her son was eighteen and working or in school so

(12:59):
she could take care of him. For the majority of
our relationship, he has lived with his father. He decided
against college or trade school and hasn't expressed any interest
in starting to figure out a plan for the immediate future,
let alone his life. He floats from job to job,
and his father is pretty much the same since the
kid graduated. Therein lies the problem. Every few months, they'll

(13:21):
call her for a few hundred dollars here, a few
hundred there, twenty bucks this week, eighty the next. Sometimes
it's her son calling for help, Sometimes it's her ex husband.
This has caused her to be short on funds for
our plans or things she volunteered to cover on more
than one occasion. Her reasoning when it's her ex asking
is that since their son still lives with him, she

(13:42):
has to help I get that to a point. We
were supposed to go on a vacation later this month,
nothing major or fancy, but just some time away. We
had agreed to split the cost, and all that was
left to pay for were the hotels, rental car, and
some reservations. Her ex husband called needing help getting a
car out of impound and getting caught up on rent.

(14:03):
Their son hasn't been able to get to work without
the car because he doesn't want to ride a bike
or take the bus. Almost five grand later, they're set up,
but my wife told me she can't pay for her
portion of our vacation, so I told her I was
canceling it. She called me a heartless jerk, that she's
just taking care of her son, and we've been arguing
over it. But my stance is this, they're both able

(14:25):
bodied adults that keep making a series of life decisions
that keep them at a standstill, like quitting jobs over
little things, smoking, going out, and her always digging them
out of their hole. Is starting to impact our lives
more and more. And I didn't sign up for that.
Am I the jerk for canceling our vacation instead of
just footing the entire cost myself. To clarify, she contributes

(14:47):
thirty percent of her pay to our joint expenses, bills, utilities,
emergency fund, retirement. Seventy percent of her pay she keeps
for her personal expenses and to spend or save how
she wishes, dates, vacations, and fun. Things we choose to
do together are budgeted and planned based on what we
can afford from our personal funds. Pull that money together,
then pay together. Not the jerk. Why are you married

(15:11):
to her though? Since she clearly puts her ex and
grown son before you and your marriage, she's enabling their
financially responsibility and that will never change. Seriously, this has
been going on for more than five years. There's no
reason for the ex or their son to change their
patterns because she's enabling it. OPI, Your wife is reasoning

(15:32):
that she has to give them money because she's taking
care of her son. Can you get her into marriage
counseling so she can understand that in fact, she isn't
helping her son, she's hurting him. He has the capability
to work and support himself, he's choosing not to because
he doesn't have to with her as his safety net.
He's already twenty three. The window to retrain is closing rapidly,

(15:52):
and soon he will be a copy of his dad.
Her ex is not her responsibility under any circumstances. If
he's careless and gets his car impounded, leading to his
son not getting to work, that's an issue to solve
between father and son. She does not need to fix
this for them. Yes, they'll be mad and they'll do
everything they can to emotionally manipulate her. That's where the

(16:13):
counseling comes in. She's going to need help to recognize
how these patterns developed and what she's gaining emotionally from
them in order for her to find the way to
break the pattern or this for the rest of your life.
Soon the son will get someone pregnant, and then what
will she do? Not the jerk, but you need to
do something fast. Am I the jerk for removing the

(16:33):
fun stuff from my room so my stepsister wouldn't use it?
My parents are divorced. I split my time fifty to
fifty between both houses. My mom has been remarried for
a number of years now and has three step kids,
two boys who are younger and a girl the same
age as me. She and I got along so badly
that the custody times were switched so we were not

(16:54):
in the house at the same time because we could
not get along. It all started with her taking my
favorite plush animal without permission and ruining it. The eyes
were gone and it got soaked, which ruined the color.
When I told her she shouldn't have taken it. It
became her mission to take my stuff without asking and
rarely had any consequences for it because I was told
to share. Some of the stuff was fine, but other

(17:16):
stuff got ruined too. When my mom told me that
she would still sleep in the room after the change
in custody when I wasn't there, I knew I did
not want the important stuff left at my mom's, so
I took it all to my dad's with me. I
was twelve at the time. This was only discovered a
few weeks ago. Apparently dear old stepsister has been trying
to find the goods for years, but it was when

(17:37):
her dad said I should have a game console there
that was given by my grandparents and they couldn't find
it they realized what I had done. I was confronted
by my mom and her husband, and I admitted it.
I told them I didn't trust that girl with my stuff,
and I moved it all to safety. My mom asked
how stuff is safe when my dad has two step
sons at home. I said, because they're not allowed to

(17:59):
go through my stuff, and because they're good guys who
wouldn't do that. My mom's husband was like, what are
you saying about my daughter? I told him that he's
known for years what we think of each other. Mom
called my grandparents and asked what they thought of the
console going to my dad's. They said they were fine
with it. At least it was safe. Mom told me
I should have told them my concerns and worked out

(18:21):
a better solution than pretty much emptying my room. She
also said, surely there's stuff I'd be willing to share.
I said, nutless stepsis. Mom told me I wasn't being
very fair and how are we ever going to have
a good sister relationship if we don't trust each other?
I told mom we won't because we're not sisters. We
will never be sisters, and I don't ever want to be.

(18:43):
My mom and her husband think I'm the jerk for
doing this, so I got to ask, am I the
jerk not the jerk. Take everything of yours to your dad's.
Take a backpack with clothes to your moms each week.
Don't leave anything there. She may start trying to destroy
your clothes. Next, Am I the jerk for how I
reacted when my friend told me what he wrote about

(19:04):
in his college essay that got him into the IVY League.
Sam and I have been friends ever since we sat
next to each other in fifth grade. We bonded because
we both lost a parent when we were really young,
but otherwise our backgrounds couldn't be any more different. My
dad worked sixty to seventy hours a week to afford
a one bedroom apartment in a good school district. I

(19:25):
wanted to find a part time job since I saw
how exhausted he was every day, but he told me
to focus on school instead. Meanwhile, Sam lived with his
heart surgeon dad and a five thousand square foot mansion
with a pool and a private movie theater. I won't lie.
It did hurt sometimes to see Sam living life on
easy mode while my dad and I struggled. This was

(19:46):
especially true in spring of twenty twenty, when my dad
was panicking about no longer being able to work while
Sam was posting pool selfies. Unfortunately, I never had the
opportunity to do the extracurriculars that look good on college
application due to the cost. I'm planning to work part time,
complete my requirements at community college, and finish my degree
at a four year school. Meanwhile, Sam took private piano

(20:10):
lessons and had a family friend who arranged for him
to work in her university research lab over the summers.
He even helped publish a scientific paper. Sam knew since
the seventh or eighth grade that he wanted to follow
his dad's footsteps and attend an Ivy League school. Sure
Sam had legacy and connections, but he's also genuinely the
hardest working and smartest person I know. Fast forward to

(20:33):
last Sunday, Sam invited me and two other friends, Amy
and Elaine to his house. He showed us some of
the cool stuff that his college sent him before we
all went to hang out by the pool. Unsurprisingly, the
conversation soon turned towards college and future plans. Amy asked
Sam what he wrote about in his college essay. Sam
paused for half a second before saying that he mainly

(20:55):
wrote about the struggles he had growing up as the
child of a single parent. It was just too much.
We were hanging out in a multimillion dollar house with
a pool in the backyard, a private movie theater upstairs,
a grand piano in the living room, and two BMW's
plus a Porsche in the garage. I said, Sam, really,
do you have any self awareness at all? How can

(21:18):
you even say that you struggled when you know how
hard my dad and I had it. I then left
because I was getting increasingly angry and didn't want to
say something that I'd regret. I've been avoiding Sam at
school all week because I'm honestly still upset at him,
even though Amy and Elaine have said that Sam really
wants to talk to me. You're the jerk. You didn't

(21:38):
read his essay. You don't know what he said or
his struggles. Either way, it has nothing to do with you.
Life isn't a sum zero game. Just because you struggled
more doesn't mean he didn't struggle at all. His essay
wasn't about you. It had nothing to do with you.
You're the jerk. Sounds like Sam talked about the struggles
of growing up with a single parent, and not all

(21:59):
of those trouble are necessarily related to his economic status.
Although he's in a really good financial situation, it's really
presumptuous to assume that you know everything that's going on
in his life behind closed doors. A good friend would
be happy for Sam and not belittle him just because
he doesn't face the same struggles as you. Have some
humility and realize that money doesn't equal happiness in life.

(22:21):
This is a complicated one. I've been in this situation.
I was you and my friend was Sam. I understand
how you feel, and it's natural to feel this way.
It's true Sam is privileged and has had a lot
of help. You've been through a lot and have worked
hard to make the best with what you had. What
makes you the jerk is that you're angry that your
dad and you have had to work so hard for

(22:42):
minimal return, and you're taking it out on someone that
has had nothing to do with that. You said, Sam
is very hard working. Clearly you've been friends for so
long for a reason. Go talk to your friend, Be honest,
apologize and tell him you've been a jerk. Don't lose
a good friend over jealousy. You're not a bad person.
You just have to work on not misdirecting your anger.

(23:03):
Am I the jerk for embarrassing a guy in my
lecture by telling him I'm not going to answer his questions.
I twenty female, had to do a group presentation as
part of my end of year assignment, and I think
it mostly went great. The presentation was fifteen minutes minimum,
with a fifteen minute question session afterwards. There's one guy
in my course, John twenty one, who many people in

(23:24):
the course dislike. He's the epitome of an well actually
guy who likes to be the devil's advocate for things
that shouldn't have a devil's advocate. He's embarrassed himself more
than once by asking ridiculous and pointless questions to our
professors that have no relevance, and he's very full of himself.
I'm aware that this all may seem harsh, but this

(23:45):
has been consistent behavior for the past two years, and
his attitude has isolated himself from many people in our
course who don't want to deal with them. After our presentation,
he says he has several questions and proceeds to ask
some of the most irrelevant questions for EAT. In the presentation,
I mentioned that one of my inspirations for the project
was a trend in twenty twenty where grown men, usually

(24:07):
thirty to forty year olds, would do it girls tiktoks,
mocking them from how they liked their coffee to their
prom dresses. John's question was don't you think they showed
good criticism for posting online? Not only was that not
relevant to the project, but you could sense the tension
in the room. So many people rolled their eyes, and
even his friend gave him a shut up nudge. After

(24:29):
a few more questions, which were all directed at me,
not the other three people in the group, I admittedly
got annoyed and said, listen, mate, I'm not going to
answer any more questions from you. You're clearly trying to
grasp at straws here. The rest of the questions from
our other peers were great and actually of substance, and overall,
I feel the whole thing went well other than that
one hiccop. As we were leaving the hall, I hear

(24:52):
John complaining to some of his friends, and then I
saw him going to talk to our lecturer. I got
an email from our professor asking me to join and
teams me where I was expected to apologize for embarrassing
John and something about how we were supposed to create
a safe space for our fellow peers and by being rude,
I didn't do that. He said, if we can sort

(25:12):
it out before Thursday tomorrow by ourselves, then great. So
I sent John a quick message saying I didn't mean
to be short with him, but he was clearly asking
pointless questions. He just replied, you didn't have to be
a jerk about it, and then blocked me. Am I
the jerk. Edit. There were three guys and one girl
me in the group, and the professor is a guy.

(25:33):
Also to everyone asking why I didn't handle this professionally.
This is the first time I've done something like this,
and I was already nervous because of the grade an
assignment aspect, and I get major stage anxiety. This was
the first time in my whole life that I've had
to do an academic presentation, not the jerk. Write down
the questions John was asking as exactly as possible. Get

(25:55):
help from others present if you can ask them how
they felt about John's questions. Take this to the team's meeting.
Say you responded to several of them, though they had
no direct relevance to the project. There were only fifteen
minutes of questions, and you felt that John was not
creating a safe space for the others in the room
by asking these kinds of questions. Read out your approach
to him and his reply. Ask how much time John

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should have got for those questions, how you should have
replied in answer to them? Ask how you could have
created a safe space for the whole group. Sit in
a broken chair if you say so. Several years ago,
I worked in a group home helping people with mental illness.
During the day, we had two to three staff working
at a time. We would work with the clients, and

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then at the end of our shift, we would log
what we did. There was one office with three computers
in it. One day I came in and the chair
for one of those three desks was broken. It was
obviously unsafe to sit in it. I asked my coworkers
if anyone had reported this to our manager. My coworkers
told me that our manager stated the chair was not broken,
even though it was cracked and leaning to one side.

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I thought this was so ridiculous. I took a picture
of the chair and sent it to my friends, and
we all got a good laugh about the definitely not
broken chair. The next day, I came into work and
everything was fine until it was time to log everything
in the computer. There were three of us, and now
with only two usable desks, we had to take turns
doing notes while the others just stood there. Our manager

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came in and asked why one of us was just
standing there. We pointed out that the chair was unsafe
and we could not use the desk without it. Side note,
Just before I was hired to work here, I had
a serious medical problem in which for nine months I
was unable to eat solid food and had lost so
much weight. I was only eighty pounds my recommended weight
is one forty for my body type. I was getting better,

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and my manager and coworker were completely unaware that this
was the reason for my weight. My boss insisted that
the chair could be used. He then told my two
other coworkers that they were too big and that's why
the chair had broke. He stated that he wasn't going
to buy any new office furniture until everyone in the
office had lost weight because we were costing the company
money by damaging the furniture. He explained that I was

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a healthy weight. I most certainly was not, and everyone
should be more like me. To prove that this chair
was safe and obesity was the problem, my boss asked
me to demonstrate to my coworkers how an ideal employee
can use this chair. My boss was expecting me to
sit in the chair carefully and cautiously since it really
was broken, but I wouldn't be here if that's what happened.

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I plopped down in the chair. It broke in half instantly,
and I fell to the ground. I then pointed out
to my boss that company policy requests that he filled
out an incident report due to my fall. The next day,
my boss calls me into his office and shows me
the incident report he filed, in which he told corporate
that I had intentionally broken a usable chair. He explained

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that corporate was angry and had demanded that he'd take
the cost of a new chair out of my paycheck.
I mentioned that he forgot to add a few details
to his report, which I would be happy to fill
corporate in on, the first being the chair was indeed broken,
and I had a picture from the day before the
incident to prove it was already broken. My boss said
I was lying. I showed him the photo and he

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went wide. I further explained that he forgot to tell them.
He ordered me to sit in the chair despite several
people mentioning it looked unsafe, and I had two witnesses
to that. I also mentioned that I fell corporate with
love to know that he told his employees they were
too big for new chairs, and I had two witnesses
to that statement. I got up and stated that I

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would let corporate know now before I forget My boss
panicked and stated that he would not take the cost
out of my paycheck and he would order new chairs,
which we desperately needed for all of the desks. Don't
call my friend's names or try to push unhealthy body images.
Am I the jerk for walking out of the airport
when I saw my husband's mom standing there with her luggage,

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I thirty female. Don't have the best relationship with my
husband's mom since day one. She tried to make remarks
and compare me to her. She then tried to get
on my good side and started overly praising everything I
do and sometimes even copies me, like one time when
she literally dyed her hair purple just like mine. And
when everyone pointed out how ridiculous she looked, she actually

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blamed me and accused me of trying to make a
joke out of her. So anyways, my husband and I
took two weeks off work to go visit some places
out of the country tourism. In other words, The thing
is I was the one who saved up for and
arranged for the trip. My husband was responsible for booking
the tickets. My husband's mom wanted to come along, and,
through temper tantrums when I said no, she called, texted,

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sent people to talk me into letting her come, even
threaten to call the police and make some complain up
to get us to stay if she can't come. My
husband said we should just take her, but I told
him he was wrong to tell her about the trip
in the first place. He gave me an ultimatum, said
he wouldn't go if she can't come, and I told
him i'd gladly call his bluff, which made him take
his words back and say, fine, I will tell her

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to stop it because we won't take her. Things got quieter,
suspiciously quieter. The day of the trip came and we
got to the airport at two pm. My husband was
walking ahead of me and was looking left and right
like he was looking for someone. I asked him, but
he didn't respond. He led me to the waiting area,
and first thing I saw was his mom standing there
with her luggage. I froze in my spot. I felt

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a cold wave washing over me, and I was fuming inside.
She and my husband were hugging. That's why I quietly
turned around and started walking towards the exit. My husband
followed me while shouting at me to stop. He tried
to stop me, but I told him off the harshest
way possible. He tried to say I was overreacting and
that his mom was there anyway, and I should let

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it go and not mess up the trip for us.
I told him he and his mom could still go
and that I was going home. I went home and
sobbed into my dog's fur for several minutes. Turned out
he booked her a ticket without me even knowing. An
hour later, he came home, yelling and raging about how
pathetic lightful I was to walk out and go home
and ruin the trip last minute. I told him he

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caused this to happen. He said that I was being
so hard on his mom and it's ridiculous. I refuse
to fight anymore. But he kept on berating me and
then called my family to tell them that the trip
was canceled and that it was because of me. My
family said that I shouldn't have ruined it for myself
and should have just sucked it up and done my
best to enjoy it. Did I really overreact? I don't

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want to call the divorce card, but divorce. You told
your boundaries, you said no, she crossed it. Your husband
told you he would tell her no. He lied. He
tried to pin you in a corner by not saying
anything and bringing her anyways, and got upset you refuse
to be part of his little trap and then to
berate you. He's not a good person. He needs to go,

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