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Speaker 1 (00:00):
Hey there, mister Redder here, welcome back to another episode
of Reddit Podcast Stories. Our first story we'll be reading today,
Karen Wife refuses to let my homeless mother move in
with us. After that manager ends my job at the
company I loved, I ended his career forever, And after that,
am I the jerk for bringing my baby to her
sister's performance. Now for every thumbs up as video gits one,

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Karen does not get to prevent her mother in law
from moving in. Oh, come on, Reddit boy, you know mama.
Reddit always has a place in our home, So please
smash that light button and subscribe and turn on notifications
for new stories from Reddit every single day. Karen Wife
refuses to let my homeless mother move in with us.
My mom just lost her housing a week ago and

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has thirty days to find somewhere else to live. She
was on state housing and disability, but it was turned
off without warning. We're trying to fight it currently, But
from as far as I can tell, she's not the
only person this has happened to this month, Like hundreds
of elderly are going through this. She has LUPUS, so
she has no job. She's fifty nine. We have a
five bedroom house, three kids who have their own rooms,

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and then a fourth bedroom will use as a shared office.
I suggested letting my mother move in here and letting
her stay in our office, which would have to be
relocated to maybe the attic. She immediately said, no, not happening.
I remained calm despite her hostility surrounding the issue bothering me.
I tried coming up with every alternative imaginable, and she

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shot down every single idea. I found it a little
weird because her and my mom get along really well.
Like I'm pretty sure my mom likes my wife more
than she likes me. So I finally snapped and asked
her what her problem was and why was she acting
so miserable. She snaps back with last eye checked. You're
fully aware that I refuse to be around your mother's dog.

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Her dog is not coming here. The dog is not
allowed here. She won't get rid of her dog, therefore
she has no place here. I honestly hadn't even thought
about the dog up until this point. My mom has
a Rottweiler who's like two years old, and he's a
big boy. My wife doesn't like the dog at all.
She's been chased by rottweilers in the past, but was
never bitten, so she won't even give the dog a chance.

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She admittedly doesn't like any dogs outside of like retrievers,
but I still feel this is rather ignorant. I told
her she was being incredibly selfish for being unwilling to
help my mother over a dog, and she absolutely lost it.
She said that her life is not going to revolve
around taking care of my disabled mother and take care
of an untrained giant rotweiler. She said she's also not

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chancing having this mutt around our kids while untrained, and
she is absolutely repulsed that I'm not seeing how dangerous
it could be. She said, I'm an absolute jerk, and
under no circumstances was she going to put my mother
over the well being of our kids. And if I
can do that, I'd better see myself out. I think
she's over the top to be blunt. Am I the jerk?

(02:58):
You're the jerk. Her concerns are valid, and you know
full well that if your mother moves in dog or not,
she's never leaving. You're the jerk. Your wife is afraid
of rottweiler's and you are completely dismissive of that. I
love Rottweiler's and would never dream of forcing one to
be around someone who's afraid of them, much less force
them to live with one, especially if it's not properly trained. Plus,

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your wife knows that if mother in law moves in,
she'll end up as her primary caretaker in addition to
taking care of your three kids. You're the jerk. She
absolutely should not have to be miserable in her own home.
If your mom is desperate for a place to live,
she has no right to make demands of the people
willing to help her out. If she won't even temporarily
rehouse the dog, she needs to look at other options.

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You're the jerk. So glad my hubby isn't a mama's
boy like most of the guys we read about on Reddit.
My mother in law lost her housing during lockdown, but
my husband knew he'd better not dare to invite her
to stay with us. The woman is nice and doesn't
cause any issues for the most part, but hubby knows
my home is my safe space. The last thing I

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want is some old hag lounging around my living room
watching old people crap like Lifetime movies. She did suggest sting,
what's wrong with Lifetime? You don't like Lifetime? They got
good movies on there. She did suggest staying with us
at one point, but Hubby shut that down real quick.
He knew if he even thought about letting that old
jerk stay with us, he'd be a single man again,

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and I'd be the one keeping the kids in the house.
Mama's boys need to grow up and realize that once
you're lucky enough to actually find a woman who will
marry you, she should be your number one priority and
not your mommy anymore. Well, don't you sound pleasant? Manager
ends my job at the company I loved. I ended
his career forever. Background. I worked at a very big

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tech company for a very long time, like decades. Over
the years, I had worked my way up from being
anew to a kind of specialist fixer. I became fairly
well known internally as security and emergency response person. I
got assign the bad or unfixable projects, many of which
made news headlines. I have so many stories that I
can never tell publicly. Sadly, suffice it to say that

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multiple senior vice presidents and various divisions got to know
who I was because I effectively wrangled gnarly and complex
problems and herded many intense tech nerds together to resolve
big things in multiple divisions over the years. It was
so fun. At the time of this story, I was
working on a small security team in a product engineering division.
It was a somewhat turbulent time, and our team of

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eight had weathered multiple reorganizations and had so many manager changes.
It was a lot, but we kept our heads down
and did the work, and we all got on just fine.
Sidebar and relevant. Later, one of the better managers assigned
to run our team immediately assigned me a huge and
complicated and urgently important project to manage. It would involve

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people in six different divisions, had seriously big legal implications,
and our CENI, your VP, wanted it to happen by
an aggressive deadline within like four to six weeks. Oh
and my manager was leaving eminently on a long planned vacation,
so he apologetically would be away for the next three
weeks and unable to assist. The project was to do
something big and technical and which had never been done before,

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so no one was entirely sure how to do it,
who all it would require, what steps, and what order,
and some of the key players had what we gently
called difficult personalities. Oh and by the way, it would
definitely make international news and cause a ripple in the
industry when we did it, no big whoop. Manager was
a decent guy, and he felt bad about leaving me

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with this thorny mess. And I did it. We got
all the people from all the divisions in one room
and mapped it out on a whiteboard. It took days
and hashed out how to do it before the deadline,
actually well before for bonus points, and we lined up
everyone to get it done. Before we pulled the actual
trigger on the very big thing, I had to attend
a meeting with the VP and executive leader ship, several

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layers of management above me, and with the legal team
to present the plan and to assure all of the
executives that we were ready and had it all handled.
So I looked the VP in the eye and assured
him that I got this, and then I did it.
The team did the big thing sooner than the deadline.
It was flawless. We rocked out just another day at
the office the inept manager. A few months after that

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epic project, our good manager left us for another role,
and someone new moved over from an unrelated division out
of nowhere. We'll call him inept manager. A nept manager
did not know anything about security. He did not know
anything about emergency response. He didn't know anything about what
our division did. In fact, no one on our team
had ever heard of this guy. He was that worst

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kind of middle manager, self important, dismissive of everyone, cares
most about appearances in ego, micro manages stuff. He doesn't
comprehend and just makes everything worse. But he apparently knows people,
and those people get him jaba aside because of politics loyalty.
He certainly didn't have any skills or experience for our team. Oh,

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the guy was the worst. One of a net manager's
weird quirks was that he didn't think it was appropriate
for our team to disagree with or correct each other
in front of other people. Things in tech, specifically product development,
move pretty quickly and things change all the time. So
if some of our team was meeting with someone from
another team and someone says something like, so we decided

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to make the sky green and we're on schedule, and
someone else on our team chimed in to say, actually,
that's changed we decided that the sky is now going
to be blue, and we pushed the deadline back two weeks.
That just happened. In an earlier meeting. Oh okay, cool,
a NEPT manager was interrupt and say, we clearly need
to get on the same page. Let's end this meeting
right now and reschedule when my team has all a

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fact straight. What That's insane. We had literally never have
any meetings if we waited until everyone knew all of
the same information all the time, other teams would routinely
leave meetings with us with inaccurate info, which affected release schedules, resources.
It was just a mess. A net manager hostility. Shortly
after a net manager became our manager, he started being

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really hostile to me, not to everyone on the team,
just me. As far as I knew, I hadn't done
or said anything to earn his hostility. Suddenly, after twenty
plus years at this company, I could do nothing right.
While this jerk didn't actually understand most of what my
job was, he was sure I wasn't doing it right,
and he was quick to tell me so, and often
in front of others, to the point that my coworkers

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would take me aside to ask what was going on.
I didn't know either. The thing is I was the
only woman on the team, and I have a disability. Now,
I've been through some things working in higher tech over
those decades. It was very much an old boys club
back then, and I was fine. I'm not one to
claim discrimination at the drop of a hat or for

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no reason. However, when I was trying to piece together
the cause of his dud's hustle, some of his comments
were very inappropriate and not at all subtle. He also
didn't like that, due to my disability and frankly, my seniority,
I was given one of the few offices with a
door on it in our new building. The rest of
our team was in open floor planned cubicles, which everyone hated.

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He was incensed that I got in office and he didn't.
I had more seniority than just about anyone, so even
without my disability, I'd have scored the office ahead of him.
Note that other men in our division got offices too,
but again seniority, and that bothered him less. But I
was the only woman on our floor with a door,
and I was his subordinate. His ego did not like it,

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not one bit. He threw a fit about it repeatedly.
There were lots of other things he said, My favorite
among them towards the end was him reprimanding me for
my bad attitude in a meeting we just had. A
NETT manager had told me beforehand not to say anything
during that meeting because he was insisting on sharing incorrect
information again and he knew i'd want to correct it.

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Wh I sat quietly and kept my eyes on the
PowerPoint presentation or on the floor nearly the whole time.
When I asked him how I had had a bad
attitude when I hadn't said anything as he had requested,
I didn't like the look on your face. Um, okay, dude.
After realizing there was nothing I could do to make
this guy happy with my work and to lose his hostility,
I finally went to HR to go on the record.

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I knew they wouldn't do anything about it, but I
wanted to document it at least so predictably, they told
me to work harder at getting along with an neft manager,
and because it wasn't my first rodeo, I went back
to my office and emailed HR saying thanks for meeting
with me about my concerns about a net manager. I
fear his bias will reflect negatively in my next performance review.

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HR should be aware that there is a real problem here,
and I hope you'll take steps, et cetera, which of
course they didn't. But now it was on the record.
The axe falls and then a few months later he
gave me a terrible performance review. As expected, long story
already long. He was trying to fire me for underperformance.
Unfortunately for me, the company had started rounds of layoffs

(12:05):
all over and it was the worst possible time to
be looking for another job internally, and now I had
a bad performance review on my record too. I went
back to HR and said that thing I said, I
was worried what happened when we met six months ago.
That happened exactly as I said. Now what HR once
again was no help Also they had done literally nothing,

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but hey, it was on the record again, helpful for
the attorney. Later, blah blah blah. When I realized I
couldn't find a new gig at my company because of
all the layoffs, ugh, I scored a new job for
much more money at a different local tech company, and
pretty quickly I live in a tech heavy area. There
was lots of shuffling between three to four big companies

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during this time period, and we had often bumped into
other company veterans at these companies. It was a small world.
With my track record and references, it was super easy.
After that was lined up, I called an unemployment dis
scrimination attorney to negotiate my exit from the company. I
thought I'd work out until I retired sad face, because
I had documentation with HR explaining how a nept manager

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had been mistreating me going back for some time, and
because they had done nothing about it, and because there
were witnesses who confirmed his behavior, they had no leg
to stand on. They agreed to write me a relatively
nice check to go away and to not sue them,
and I agreed to not talk about the details of
my separation agreement. I went down to my lawyer's office
and signed the agreement. I looked to see who would

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signed the agreement for the company. I assumed it would
be someone in HR, but it was still blank. I'd
eventually get a copy once someone there signed it. I
took my check and packed up my office and left
by old company. I started my new job a few
weeks later karma begins. This was August of that year
that I left. I got my copy of the executed

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contract in the mail in October. Who signed it for
the company? Not HR, but my executive VP, the one
who asked for the earth urgent, highly important, legally complicated project.
The guy I looked in the eye personally and then
delivered on this very big thing he personally asked for
before the deadline he asked for. That is who signed
off on my separation agreement. I suspect that he had

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no idea until that moment that I was gone, and
I imagined that he likely had many questions about what
had happened, and also why did they have to pay
me a chunk of money on the way out? Whoops?
I laughed when I saw it. Since the VP knew
me and we had some history, and a NET manager
was new to the division and was one of hundreds
of middle managers he had likely never heard of. I'm

(14:36):
guessing a NET manager had some explaining to do. I
really enjoyed the thought of that. Karma for reels cut
to November. As I mentioned, it was a relatively small
tech company in the area, and those of us who
worked in security in particular at Company X. Would often
encounter other current and former colleagues at Company Y or
Z or whatever. Heck, there was a ton of poaching

(14:57):
going on between the companies. One day, I got in
in company chat from someone who'd worked in security at
my old company. We'll call her security colleague. She asked
me if I knew someone named a net manager. Yes,
yes I did. Why because a net manager was appearing
on security colleague schedule to interview for an open management
position the very next day. It seems that shortly after

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my former executive VP had signed my separation agreement contract,
a net manager was actively looking for a new job
at a new company. Security colleague asked me what I
thought about a net manager. I said, you know, I
can't really talk about it for legal reasons, which boom.
Everyone knows what that means. But if you wanted to
ring my personal cell phone later this evening to catch

(15:41):
up on old times, please do. She did. I hypothetically
shared some stories with her about a net manager. I
also told her where his hot buttons are, the appearance
and ego thing, the dominant stuff, etc. And all about
how he mistreated others, which was perfect since she was
conducting the interview. I may have shared some specific scenarios

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and questions to ask, which I knew would set him off.
I wished her luck and for the love of all
that is holy, to please call me after when appropriate
and tell me how it all went. It did not
go well for a net manager. When security colleague rang me,
I couldn't wait. How did it go well? He got
combative and angry and yelled at me twice during his

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interview to be hired as a manager. There were lots
more details now lost to time, except at that company,
interview loops were assigned as such strong higher for this role, higher,
but not higher for this role, No higher or no
higher ever, not for any role. A net manager's interview
was rated on the last one, no higher ever. Blacklisted

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from any job ever at one of the biggest tech
companies in the world. After being pushed out the door
of one of the other biggest tech companies in the world.
Shortly after that, it appeared that a net manager moved
himself and his wife and kids a few states away
to work at a smaller company in another region. It
took less than six months from where I left my
old company for him to be gone as well. What

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gets me still is that a net manager thought I
was so inconsequential, so unimportant, that he didn't even bother
to check and see where I landed after he forced
me out of the company I loved and when he
had to look for a job himself shortly thereafter. It
also never occurred to him that I'd have connections with
oh thousands of colleagues I'd worked with over the years,
some of whom could now be working at Company X,

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Y or Z, where he was interviewing and where I
had scored a huge race for myself. To this day,
he doesn't know why his interview at Company Y taint
so badly. And since security colleague was not legally precluded
from sharing stories she had heard through the grapevine about
a net manager's problems, it's possible that other of our
old security colleagues at Company Z and other companies in

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this area heard those stories too, which means he's unlikely
to get a job at any major tech companies in
the area. Maybe ever, definitely not at X or Y,
and they are big companies, among the biggest. Am I
the jerk for bringing my baby to her sister's performance.
This has caused drama. I was not expecting. I have
two kids with my ex husband Will, Penelope, who's twelve,

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and Johnny, who's ten. A few years ago I remarried Chris.
We have a six month old baby together. Lila, Penelope,
and Johnny live primarily with their father, as he's closer
to their school. They come to us on the weekends.
Penelope is in the theater program at her school. I
missed the fall shows because I was in labor and
then had a newborn. Penelope understood as best a preteen can.

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Her spring show opened last week. Chris and Lila came
with me. Will, Johnny, and Will's wife Arianna were already there.
Will saw I brought Lila and got a weird look
about his face, but Arianna shushed him and said just
let it go. Lila slept through the first half. A
little before intermission, she awoke and was fussy. I began
rocking her and trying to calm her while also watching

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the play. I got a few dirty looks from parents
around me. I give them, hey, what can you do?
Shrug as it's a baby. At intermission, Will suggested Chris
take Lila home I said she should sleep during the
second half, and Chris said he wanted to watch the performance.
Will started getting upset, but again Arianna had him walk away.
Lila did fall asleep again, but halfway through Act two

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woke up and started screaming. It was loud enough this
time that it did catch the performers off guard. I
quickly went into the lobby with Lila. When I tried
to go back in once she stopped screaming, the usher
wouldn't let me, saying once a person leaves, they're not
allowed back in to prevent interruptions, meaning I missed Penelope solo.
Penelope refused to see me after the show, nor accept

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the flowers we bought for her. I watched her leaving
with Ariana, who was consoling her. Will met me in
the parking lot. He was upset. He said I never
should have brought Lila, pointing out he and Arianna got
a sitter for their kid. I said, I didn't want
to leave Lila, and I felt it was good we
all supported her after missing the fall show, I want
to be there for my daughter. I added, it was

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just a middle school performance. It isn't the end of
the world. He gave me a disgusted look and walked away.
Penelope hasn't answered my calls or texts this weekend. She
refused to come over. Chris thinks we were in the right,
but my parents are just as upset and called me
a jerk. Am I the jerk? You're the jerk. That
was not an appropriate place to bring a baby, so

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you should have gotten a sitter. Lyla didn't know what
was going on and certainly wasn't supporting her sister. And
if you were going to insist on bringing her, Chris
should have held her and been prepared to step out
if she got fussy so that you didn't miss any
part of Penelope's performance. You sent a loud and clear
message that your new family with Chris is more important
than your older kids. This is literally what I came

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here to say. Of course, Chris thinks you two were
in the right. He handled this worse than anyone. You
and your daughter's relationship is going to take a big
hit because Chris couldn't do what you were doing and
make sure you got to watch the performance. But possibly
worse than that is Will literally tried to fix your
mistakes for you at intermission by suggesting Chris take your
baby home. You're the jerk. You're the jerk. First Lyla

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is a baby and can't support anyone. You, however, are
Penelope's mother and should do whatever you can to appropriately
support her, such as having the foresight to get a
babysitter or having your husband take charge of the screaming baby. Second,
it's just awful that you've dismissed something so clearly important
to Penelope as just a middle school performance. At twelve,
a solo performance is likely one of the biggest moments

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of her life so far, and you ruined it. Am
I the jerk for dumping her dinner in the trash
for being rude to me. I'm forty four, a single
dad to two kids, Audrey, who's sixteen, and Emily, who's twelve.
We have a great relationship, but Audrey can sometimes be
rude and demeaning, saying cruel things casually when she's displeased
about something or in a bad mood. Emily, her little sister,

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looks up to her, often mimicking her behavior, which obviously
worries me. I cooked a nice Sunday dinner and Audrey
stormed downstairs in a bad way. Mood for who knows
what reason. She was being a downer, whereas Emily and
I were cheerful. I asked her to improve her mood
please instead of ruining the dinner. She turned to me
and unleashed her anger to quote some of her elegant words.

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Can you stop lecturing for once? You're annoying as heck?
And seriously, you're the one who ruins everything. I stood up,
took her plate and dumped it in the trash can.
I told her, since she can't bother to show me
any basic respect, she should start providing for herself from
now on. She said she'll make cereal and maybe I
was a jerk. I said, no, that's my milk, and

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she should get a job to get her own groceries.
I don't feel like I yelled at her. I felt
I spoke calmly, but when she realized I was being serious,
she got upset and started crying and ran to her room.
We haven't talked since. Obviously she's mad at me, but
now my younger daughter is mad at me too, saying
I acted like a huge jerk to her sister. I,
of course don't see it that way. I don't tolerate

(22:55):
being spoken to with such disrespect, and it did hurt
me a lot hearing Audrey say these things to me
that we're uncalled for. So was I the jerk? Obviously
not winning any Dead of the Year awards, but will
I be winning any jerk of the Year awards? Edit
forgot to include that my daughter also made a snide
comment about the food not looking good, which is what
triggered me to throw the plate away. Edit two. I

(23:17):
did ask her twice at the beginning what was wrong
and why she was in such a bad mood. Her
response was a sarcastic you wouldn't get it. I asked
why not? She just sighed. Edit three. Of course she's
not starving. I was just trying to make a point
to her. Edit four. Vast majority of you think I'm
the jerk. I'll apologize and give her her cereal. You're

(23:38):
the jerk. It's pretty clear where you went wrong as well.
I asked her to improve her mood please, instead of
ruining the dinner. If someone is in a bad mood,
asking them to not be in a bad mood and
accusing them of ruining something is probably not the right approach.
You're the jerk. I get being annoyed, and I get
punishing her, but you threw away her dinner and then
told her to get a job to provide for her

(23:59):
own food food, and wouldn't let her eat Like my dude,
when was she going to get a job on the
spot to get a paycheck to buy dinner? I don't know.
I don't really agree with withholding food from someone like that.
You're the jerk. Throwing away someone's food should never be
used as a punishment or used to make a point.
You're a grown adult who apparently can't regulate your emotions.

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How do you expect your kid to? Should she talk
to you that way? No, but she's probably going through
something and could use some grace. I'm sure you have
a lot on your plate also, but you're the adult,
she's your kid. I'd apologize and work on your communication skills,
not the jerk. This is called parenting, which is something
that none of you failures received while growing up. Stop

(24:40):
making excuses for this little brat. When I was growing up,
if we ever got an attitude like this, no dinner
was not an unusual punishment. Believe it or not, one
night of not eating isn't gonna hurt you. It's amazing
how many of you act like babies and demand that
people baby their kids. Oh no, you threw away her dinner?
How is she going to serve one night without food?

(25:01):
Stop making excuses for brats who show no respect. Letting
your kids act like this will result in them growing
up to be complete failures, like most of you who
are tearing into op for providing discipline. How's the Canalsa
tell us how you really feel? Entitled? Kid and parent?
At the Mario movie No spoilers. This happened a few
weeks ago when the movie first came out. I went

(25:24):
to go see the New Mario movie as I was
really hyped for it as I'm a pretty big Mario fan.
It was pretty good in my opinion, and to celebrate,
I decided to go dressed as Mario. It wasn't a
really good cosplay, as I just threw on some old
blue overalls, a red long sleeved shirt, a replica of
Mario's hat I bought at the Nintendo store in New
York City, and some work gloves. I even brought a

(25:45):
plush super mushroom that my late aunt bought for me
in China. Anyways, I got to the theater, pay for my
ticket and got my snacks, a large bag of popcorn,
some candy bars, and a blue raspberry slushy. However, the
movie didn't start until one inn half hours, so I
just hung out in the small arcade they had there.
While I was there, there was a boy with his mom,

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and he kept eyeing me and got all excited. Keeping
with the Mario theme, let's call the mom Bowzett and
the kid Bowser Junior, Browser Junior. Mommy, look, it's Mario Bowsett. Yes,
I know, Bowser Junior cannot say haim fine, so Bowser

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Junior runs up to Mario and that's when he sees
my mushroom. Wow, a mushroom, Go have it me. Sorry,
this mushroom means a lot to me, but you don't
need Yes I do. Bowzett sees Bowser Junior arguing with
me and stomps on over there. Bowzett, give him the toy. Me. Sorry,

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I can't just give it to him, as it means
a lot to me. Just give him the toy. Sorry,
I can't do that, but you don't need it, you're
too o for it. After she said that, I just
ignored them and grabbed my snacks and went to sit
in the auditorium where the movie was playing. Shortly later,
they walked in and sat on the row in front
of me, and throughout the movie, Balzett kept giving me

(27:12):
the evil eye, but I just ignored her. I guess
they forgot about me because when the movie finished, they
walked out of the room without looking at me, and
after that I never saw them again. Still enjoyed the movie,
and if you're wondering about the mushroom, it's chilling right
next to me on my bed. As I'm writing this post,
my sister demands I hire her to be my wedding planner.

(27:33):
I twenty six female, am getting married to my fiance,
twenty seven male, on June twenty fourth of next year.
We have done a few things on planning it, but
it's very stressful and we both work full time. Plus
I'm in grad school, so we just don't have the time. Well.
I called my mom about two weeks ago and mentioned
how hard planning a wedding was, and she told me
that we should invest in a wedding planner. Duh, I

(27:56):
can't believe we forgot these exist. She also said she
could recommend one to us, but I told her I'd
have to have a talk with my fiance about our
budget and we'd see. Then we talked about other stuff,
and that was pretty much how it went. Well. My
fiance and I have talked with a few wedding planners
since then, and we found the perfect match for us.
She's been so great and so helpful, and I'm so

(28:17):
thankful for her. I talked with my mom a few
days ago and told her that we'd found a wedding planner,
and I thanked her for the advice. Well, my mom
told me that she was trying to nudge me to
hire my sister, who's twenty nine, as she's just getting
into the wedding planner business, and that's what a recommendation
was for now. I love my sister and I think
she's great, but I also know my sister and she's

(28:38):
not great on staying with jobs. She was not good
taking orders and quit stable jobs. She started a resin
business that didn't take off, and she didn't want to
market for it. She got caught into a pyramid scheme,
which she barely got out of. My parents paid it off,
and the last time I heard two months ago, she
was trying to be a nail technician. I told my

(28:59):
mom that I loved myself, but I want a professional
to do my wedding. Well. Come to find out that
my mom had me on speakerphone and my sister was
in the room with her. This led to my sister
grabbing the phone from my mom and telling me that
I'm as stuck up jerk, and that I'm pretentious and
I need to get off my high horse, and other things.
When my mom finally took the phone back with my

(29:19):
sister still yelling, she told me that I was being
mean and unfair and that I should just give my
sister a chance, to which I said no again because
her attitude to rejection just solidified my opinion. My mom
told me I was being judgmental and that she wouldn't
answer my calls until I apologize to my sister and
hire her to plan my wedding. My fiance is obviously

(29:40):
on my side, but my dad said I should at
least apologize. Am I the jerk not the jerk? The
position was already filled before the sister offered her services.
It would have been better to simply say that, but
I don't blame you for very reasonably pointing out all
the reasons that this was a bad idea. If you apologize,
do it for you, not them, do it for a

(30:01):
drama free wedding. But no, one hundred percent that you
are not to blame. I told my brother in law
he can have an opinion when he starts paying bills.
I'm thirty five mail, my wife is thirty eight female,
and her brother, Ian is forty four. He just lost
his job about six months ago. When his lease was
up in February. He asked if he could stay with

(30:22):
us temporarily. My wife and I agreed he could until
he found a job. Things were fine at first, but
then he just started giving his opinion on everything. He
asked if we could be quieter at night after ten,
since we wake him up when we go to bed.
It seemed like he was telling us when to go
to bed. He makes requests for dinner daily, like we're
his personal chef. I told him to make himself at home,

(30:45):
and he's more than welcome to use the kitchen. He
said he doesn't know how to cook. He asked us
to get a different detergent because ours makes him itchy.
I told my wife, he can buy his own laundry detergent.
He must have some money because he goes out with
his buddies on Friday night. I could go on and
on about his opinions. Things got worse and Ian acts

(31:05):
like this is his house and he's in charge. I
was watching TV the other day and he came into
the living room and said he wanted to watch the
baseball game. I said, doesn't the TV in the guest
room work? He said, yeah, but I like this one better.
I kept my show on and he stood there for
a few minutes like he expected me to turn my
show off, then went back in his room. I have

(31:26):
my daughter who's twelve this weekend, not my wife's daughter. Yesterday,
my daughter asked us if her friend could come over today,
and my wife and I said yes. Her friend was
dropped off at like eleven. They're basically watching TV and
playing video games, not being louder, obnoxious or anything. Well.
Ian walked into the living room and asked her friend
who she was. Our friends had her name. Ian looked

(31:48):
at me and asked to speak in private. We went
in my office and he said it'd be nice if
you cleared it with me before letting some random kids
come over. I said, first of all, he's my daughter's friend.
Second of all, I don't need your permission. It's our house.
He said, well, I live here too, and I don't
want kids I don't know running around. I said, you

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live here for free. You can have an opinion when
you start paying bills. He went and talked to my
wife after our conversation, and then left. My wife said
she knows his outspoken nature gets on my nerves, but
it was rude to throw not working and being unable
to pay bills in his face like that, and now
he feels unwelcome. Honestly, good he should feel unwelcome. Maybe

(32:33):
then he'll get a job. Every time I tell him
about a place hiring, he says that's beneath me, or
I'm too smart to work there. A job is a job,
Am I the jerk? Not the jerk? Your wife is
the problem. Now. It started out as a brother in
law problem, but once your wife took his side, she
became the problem. His refusal to work is not your problem,

(32:55):
and now it seems he's using weaponized incompetence to get
his way. Honestly, good for you for not responding to
the bit about clearing it with him. Support our channel
by joining as a member today and we'll give you
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