My New Neighbor Steals My Entire Garden!

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Episode Transcript

Speaker 1 (00:00):
Hey there, mister Redder here, welcome back to another episode
of Redded Podcast Stories. Our first story we'll be reading today,
New Karen Neighbors steals my entire vegetable garden and gets
caught red handed. After that, you only pay mileage for
the shortest possible trip. Okay, then you have to pay
my tolls plus update. And after that, am I the
jerk for not giving my daughter her education fun money?

Speaker 2 (00:22):
I have a PhD.

Speaker 1 (00:24):
And I'm only acting in our best interest. Now, for
every thumbs up, this video gits one. Karen does not
get to steal anyone's vegetables. Vegetables, no, thanks, Reddit boy,
so please smash that like button and subscribe and turn
on notifications for new stories from Reddit every single day.
New Karen Neighbors steals my entire vegetable garden and gets

(00:46):
caught red handed. We have a not so small vegetable
garden in the backyard of my family's house. Me and
my mom are the gardeners, and we grow a bunch
of zucchini, snappeas, herbs, broccoli, carrots, tomatoes, and even grapes
with the accasional other vegetables radishes, bell peppers, et cetera.
One day, I hear something outside my window, which is

(01:06):
right above the largest planter box in our garden. I
look outside and I see two kids from the neighborhood
picking vegetables from the planner box. I run out and
see the two of them have their arms full of
zucchini and carrots and even some tomatoes. I ask what
on earth are they doing, and they said, we live
in the neighborhood. I told them that those are our
vegetables and they can't just take them.

Speaker 2 (01:28):
They just said it's our neighborhood too, we can have
them if we want.

Speaker 1 (01:33):
And they took off before I could stop them, literally
vaulting over the small fence that separates our sideyard from
the neighbors different neighbors, not the ones that were stealing.
A few days later, I heard something outside my window again,
and I look out and I see the kid's mom
loading a basket with vegetables from the planter Again. I
rush out, and I see that her and her kids

(01:53):
are loading baskets with everything they can grab. I watched
as the mom grabbed a handful of the chives I
had been growing and ripped them out ruts and all
my mom must have heard me run out, because she
came out as well. She yelled, asking what they thought
they were doing, and the kids just kept picking vegetables
while the mom just turned annoyed. It's everyone's neighborhood and

(02:15):
we need the food, she said, still picking from the
garden and desecrating my prize chives. My mom told her
that if she had just asked, we would have given
her some, and even if it is everyone's neighborhood, it's
our garden. She just huffed and left with her kids,
and there wasn't anything that we could do. Our garden
was damaged beyond repair. Our zucchini plants were torn to bits,

(02:37):
and the peas and tomatoes were trampled and shredded, and
our grapes brush that we had had for years was
broken at the base where one of them had stepped
on it. There were no fresh vegetables that year, and
my mom couldn't make her chocolate chip zucchini bread. A
few days later, we installed a lock on the backyard fence,
and the neighbors came banging on our door, mad that

(02:57):
we installed a lock preventing them from getting in to
our garden. My mom just told them to go away,
and if she saw them in our garden again, she
would call the cops. We thankfully never saw them again,
and our garden is happy now and we managed to
bring the grapes back to life. A little while ago,
we planted some blueberry bushes in our front yard. Someone
keeps stealing them, and half the blueberries are gone each season.

(03:20):
We let the kids in the neighborhood eat them, but
they only take like eight to ten each a day
on weekends and during the summer. There are ten bushes
in total, about one hundred to one hundred and fifty
blueberries each. Hmm, I wonder who's taking five hundred blueberries
each year. We haven't caught them yet, but everyone knows cameras,
My friend, we all need to put up cameras. You

(03:41):
only pay mileage for the shortest possible trip. Okay, then
you have to pay my tolls plus update. At my job,
every day I have to travel between two offices. I
start at my main office, then have to travel to
the second office, then back to my main office. Because
I'm using my personal vehicle for this travel, Come he
pays me mileage. Well, there are basically two routes you

(04:03):
can take between the two offices. One is about a
mile round trip shorter, but as tolls, so I always
took the one mile longer route and avoid the tolls.

Speaker 2 (04:12):
I did it this way for a year.

Speaker 1 (04:14):
Well incomes the new bookkeeper and she's heck bent on
saving the company money. And where does she think all
of this wasteful money is going expense reports? Obviously, so
she starts nitpicking every report, Like if someone was out
and has to buy some pens for work, she goes
online and finds the cheapest price possible for those pens
and only reimburses for that cheaper price. That obviously has

(04:37):
upset several people. Well, she eventually decided to target me.
I submit my report for two weeks and a few
days later get the reimbursement payment. Well, it's five dollars
and eighty five cents short. I ask her about it,
and she says, I've been ripping off the company for
the past year by taking the longer route between the offices.
She will only pay mileage for the shorter round trip

(04:59):
from now on, and I'm lucky she doesn't go back
and take back all the extra from the past year.
I say, okay, but to please send me that per her,
I must take this shorter route and that this is
company policy, and leave her office. Before I even made
it to the desk, I had the email from her
confirming what she said. Two weeks later, I submit my

(05:20):
expense report. I reported the shorter route, but the company
saved five eighty five but tolls added up to one
hundred thirty six dollars. I reported the shorter route, so
the company saved five dollars and eighty five cents, but
tolls added up to one hundred thirty six dollars, a
net loss for the company of one hundred thirty dollars
and fifteen cents. It's been six months and I'm still

(05:42):
taking the shorter route, costing the company an extra one
hundred thirty dollars every two weeks update. This extra cost
of the company went on all last year. By my estimates,
it cost the company about an extra thirty five hundred dollars.
So the third week of December, we have our annual
budget review with all the apartment heads. It's usually just
a quick chitchat about how things went over the year,

(06:04):
then we all get a nice catered lunch.

Speaker 2 (06:06):
This year went a little different.

Speaker 1 (06:08):
First Karen, Bookkeeper, asked that we have a projector set
up in the conference room so she could give a
presentation on how much she's saved the company since she
was hired at the beginning of the year. This was
great for me. I prepared my own presentation. She starts
off the meeting going over each department, going over the
changes she's made to save money. Her big cherry on
top of her savings was how much she's saved by

(06:30):
cracking down on excess expense reimbursements. Now, I should say
here that she's not liked by any of the department heads.
Most of the employees have complained to their department heads
about her bull and they've been forced to just take
the complaints with no power to do anything about it. I,
on the other hand, am a one person department. So
her presentation ends with a big hooray on how cutting

(06:52):
down on expense reimbursements has saved the company a whole
thirty five hundred dollars last year. Then we start going
over each department's budgets. Everything is going normally until they
get to my budget. Wait, why is it so far
over budget? My boss asks, And this is when my
short power point gets played. I bring up the first slide.
It's the slightly longer route I was taking between offices.

(07:16):
I explained this was the route I was taking and
what the mileage reimbursement was. The next slide was the
new shorter route. I explained that Karen forced me to
take this route because the mileage reimbursement was less, saving
the company about five dollars eighty five cents every two
weeks a little more after the mileage rate went up
in July. Then I showed them the next slide of
Karen's email included in that email as a part about

(07:38):
this being final and there will be no further discussions
on the matter. The final slide was all of the
toll reimbursements I was paid over the year, including the
approximate total year to date that was a result of
this new shorter route. I explained that had I been
able to discuss this matter with Karen, I could have
explained that the shorter route had these extra tolls, and
I said, that's the reason I'm so over budget this year.

(08:02):
The room was silent for what seemed like forever, and
the owners of the company asked everyone except Karen to
step out of the room for a few minutes. When
the door opened back up, Karen walked out silent, went
to her desk and started packing up her things. That
was the end of Karen. Am I the jerk for
not giving my daughter her education fund money? I have

(08:22):
a PhD and I'm only acting in her best interest.
I fifty four mail have two kids, twenty three daughter
and twenty one male with my wife, who's fifty two.
When the kids were young, my parents set up education
funds for both of them, which was very generous of them.
My wife and I always expected our kids to attend
college and then graduate school, as we have done. I

(08:44):
have a PhD. My wife has a master's. Because of this,
we decided not to use the funds for our kids
undergrad degrees and did not tell them about the money.
My daughter has always been more into the liberal arts,
while my son is more of a stem guy. My
wife and I worried about out her ability to find
a job, but she insisted on studying music and film
in college. She was accepted to some top schools and

(09:07):
chose to attend a rather expensive one, but she had
scholarships to cover almost all of her tuition. Everything else
plus living expenses was her responsibility. She lived in a
very small apartment shared with friends in a not so
nice area far from campus, but she was fine and
learned how to budget effectively. After graduating, she luckily found
a job that doesn't pay extremely well, but she enjoys

(09:30):
and scrapped the idea of grad school. My son decided
to do engineering, and he has also expressed that he
had no interest in grad school. My wife and I
were disappointed, but accepted it since at this point he's
already all set up with a very good job when
he completed school. Since he did not receive as many
scholarships as his sister, we decided to use his education
fund to cover his tuition and living expenses. He was

(09:53):
able to get a large and nice apartment of his
own close to the school, which is important since his
classes are so demanding and he needs a come ortable
space to work. My daughter was confused and asked how
he could afford this, and he told her about the
education fund. She called us and asked why she didn't
have one, and we told her she did. We just
didn't use it because we hoped she would attend grad school.

(10:14):
She seemed hurt by this and asked if there was
any way she could have the money now. We explained
that there would be a fee to simply withdraw the
money for non education use, and if we chose to
do that, it would belong to her grandparents so they
could put it towards their own use. She's been quiet
and short when answering our text and hasn't answered our
calls at all since then. I know that it does

(10:35):
seem unfair to her, but it's not really her money
in the first place, and she's no longer in college. Plus,
her brother only received it for educational purposes, and it
wouldn't be right for her to just have it to
spend now.

Speaker 2 (10:46):
Am I the jerk? Update?

Speaker 1 (10:49):
I understand the consensus is that my wife and I
are the jerks. I texted my daughter to ask if
she wanted us to withdraw the money for her and
what she wanted to do. This was her response, I
don't care. Maybe they can transfer it to the other
grand kid, who's five, if the fee is seriously too much.
I don't know about grad school. I haven't thought about
it much recently. If I do apply, it wouldn't be

(11:10):
for another couple of years, and I hadn't been counting
on having any financial help in the first place, so
it really doesn't even matter. Thanks for asking, though. Update two,
My wife and I are discussing our daughter's response and
our next actions to resolve the situation. For context, my
wife has always had a strained relationship with my daughter
and did not approve of many of her life choices.

(11:31):
She believes we should take our daughter's words at face
value and assume she no longer wants the money. From
some of the responses here, I fear that my daughter's
response was out of resentment, and I suggested taking out
as much money as her brother was given, so at
least they received the same amount. She could use it
responsibly towards rent, groceries, transportation, et cetera, or in some
other way to further her career, so it would still

(11:53):
be for educational purposes in a sense. My wife is
standing firm in her opinion and we will continue talking
it through tomorrow. Many have asked about where my parents
stand on this. At this point, they are not mentally
aware enough to really participate in the discussion. They did
know about our grad school stipulation and thought it was fine.
They also knew that we took out some money for

(12:13):
our son once we were certain he was not pursuing
an advanced degree, and were fine.

Speaker 2 (12:17):
With that as well.

Speaker 1 (12:18):
They said it was our decision as parents what to
do with our daughter's fund, and they would support whatever
we decided for her. It wouldn't be useful to ask
them what to do with it now, but I've always
said that whatever is unused, we'll go back to their care.
I've tried to call my daughter with no luck, which
is why I sent the text. Despite what many have
said here, I hope this does not end our relationship.

(12:39):
You're the jerk, and I'm surprised between your pH d
and master's degrees you couldn't figure that out.

Speaker 2 (12:45):
Edit.

Speaker 1 (12:46):
Thank you everyone for all of the awards. I'm glad
we can all come together as a community to call
out O P's jerk behavior and mistreatment of his daughter.

Speaker 2 (12:55):
Massive.

Speaker 1 (12:56):
You're the jerk. I feel for your daughter. It would
be super hurtful to hear that your parents could have
helped you but chose not to. You're a PhD for sure,
but not the educational type. And the worst part was
that the daughter was punished for getting scholarships and had
to live in a crappy area with roommates, while the
son had a nice apartment on his own in a
good area. Part of this, I believe is judgment against

(13:18):
her choices of going into the humanities as opposed to
her brother who went into engineering, and the implication that
his studies were more rigorous.

Speaker 2 (13:27):
You're the jerk, oh, dear.

Speaker 1 (13:29):
Just goes to show you that having a PhD and
a master's degree does not make you a good parent
or smart in any way. So let me get this ride.
Your daughter attended college and had a scholarship. Your son
attended college with no scholarship. You chose to not let
your daughter use her college fund for everything that her
scholarship didn't cover, and you let your son use his

(13:50):
for everything. The college fund, you said, wasn't even her money,
but it isn't yours either. What exactly do you plan
to do with her college money? You're the jerk for this.
Just FYI. If the edit you made is genuinely all
the effort you made to put things right, you're pathetic.
You need to give her the money and make up
the difference for the fee, as you've stolen her money

(14:12):
you're the jerk even after the edit. Well, what do
you think is OP the jerk or not?

Speaker 2 (14:18):
Please let us know.

Speaker 1 (14:20):
Make me take PT every month, will you. I was
in the US Army and the Army National Guard for
over twenty years. I did finally get my pension, but
I was ready to throw all that time away. Because
of the inability of a first lieutenant to count to eight.
We had an annual PT test scheduled as part of
a drill weekend. A drill weekend consisted of four unit

(14:40):
training assemblies or UTAs. Each UTA was equivalent to a
day of active duty pay. The duty day started at
seven am, lunch at noon, final formation at four thirty pm,
then released for the day unless an overnighter was on
the training schedule. Promotions were contingent on passing the Army
Physical Fitness Test, as a well as a bunch of
other random qualifications such as military schools, professional development, military

(15:05):
awards and decorations, rifle qualifications, civilian training, and or schooling
in college degrees. The APFT consisted of three events, push ups,
sit ups, and a two mile run. It has since
been changed, but that was what it was when I
was in I'm a natural runner. I ran track in
high school. Tall and lean, with good stamina, not too fast,

(15:26):
but I was steady six minute miles all day long.
Sit Ups were never a problem for me. Push ups, however,
not much for upper body strength. I've always struggled with
push ups. It's the only event of the APFT that
I ever actively trained. I could max out the other
two events, but push ups. I was happy if I
could make the minimum required to pass the test. I

(15:47):
was up for promotion. I trained push ups for months
prior to the test. On the day of the test,
one of the smokers in the unit wanted to run
with me to pace off of me so that he
could pass the PT test. I did the required number
of push ups past that event, and I was flying high,
knowing the other two events were easy for me.

Speaker 2 (16:04):
We ran on a quarter.

Speaker 1 (16:05):
Mile high school track eight laps for two miles, and
as we passed our score in this case the idiot
first lieutenant, we'd yell out our last name and he'd
check off the completed lap. My buddy and I ran
side by side for all eight laps, and when we
got to the last lap, the LT said I had
another one to do. We explained that we ran together
for all eight laps and if one of us passed,

(16:27):
both of us passed, but he wasn't buying it. He
made a mistake and couldn't admit it. He was adamant
that I had to run another lap, and because I
was running slower than I normally would have to let
the smoker keep up. I couldn't complete another lap and
the time required to pass the test. I was marked
as a PT failure and wasn't eligible for promotion because
I was an NCO. There wasn't that many slots that

(16:49):
opened up in a year in my job classification. The
opening went to another NCO further down the promotion list
than me.

Speaker 2 (16:56):
I was upset.

Speaker 1 (16:57):
My civilian job was in manufacturing. We worked a three
on three off schedule. I worked nights weekends or our
big money weeks. In order to attend a drill weekend,
I'd have to miss work Friday night, Saturday and Sunday night.
I would lose about six hundred dollars for attending drill. Occasionally,
we could be approved for missing drill as long as
we made it up during that month, or we could

(17:19):
just take no pay for drill and miss those days
towards creditable retirement. At some point, leadership decided that all
PT failures would take a PT test every month until
they passed. Failure to show up for the PT test
would be an automatic forfeiture of pay and retirement points.
Eligibility for retirement was based on having a good year.

(17:40):
A good year was fifty points. Each UTA was one point,
Annual training was fifteen points, leaving thirty five points needed
from drill weekends.

Speaker 2 (17:49):
In a year.

Speaker 1 (17:49):
I could miss three drill weekends, and as long as
I made all the rest, I was eligible for a
good year. I saved those excuse drills for the weeks
I was scheduled to work Friday, Saturday, and Sunday, so
I wouldn't lose the six hundred dollars difference for my
civilian job and drill pay. Now back to the mandatory
PT tests every weekend, Leadership decided that we couldn't miss

(18:10):
the scheduled training, so the PT test would be held
before drill at five thirty am at an armory thirty
miles further away from my unit's armory. To be at
the PT test armory on time for the test meant
that I had to get up at three thirty am,
get dressed, drive almost two hours, then do the test.
Q malicious compliance. If I was going to be inconvenienced

(18:31):
by this idiocy, so is my score. I would show
up for the test.

Speaker 2 (18:35):
Sign in, do one push up, one sit up, one lap,
and call it good.

Speaker 1 (18:40):
Drive to my unit and report that I failed the
PT test and go to work and still get paid
every month. My first sergeant pulled me aside one day
and asked what was going on. He said he knew
I could pass the test. I explained that I already
passed the test, but that the lieutenant never passed kindergarten counting.
If they wanted to hold the PT test during duty hours,

(19:01):
I'd be more than happy to try to pass, but
there was zero incentive for me to do so as
long as I had to drive two hours to take
the test At five thirty am. Another drill weekend, it
snows quite a bit and it slows my drive down.
So I get to the PT test a few minutes
after it started. The LT in charge said it was
too late and I couldn't start now, okay, whatever, Drive

(19:23):
to my unit to report in that I wasn't allowed
to take the test. Then I'm informed that I'm getting
an UNSAT for refusing to do the PT test and wouldn't.

Speaker 2 (19:31):
Be paid for that UTA.

Speaker 1 (19:33):
Okay, if I'm not being paid, I'm leaving and we'll
be back in four hours. Nope, if you leave, you'll
get another UNSAT. I realized then that means I don't
have a good year. I'll only have forty nine points.

Speaker 2 (19:45):
Forget it. I quit then.

Speaker 1 (19:47):
I had over eighteen years in re enlisted for six more.
Right before the failed PT test, I passed and just
walked away. No more stupid games and no more losing money.
In years past, some now National Guard units were known
to carry soldiers on their rolls. The unit would report
that the soldiers were present for duty when they were not,
and unit administrators would rock at their pay or create

(20:10):
company slush funds. Sometimes those soldiers were almost ready to
collect pensions and were kicked out and the state saved
those pension payments. Now, after eighteen years, soldiers are locked
in and units are unable to discharge them.

Speaker 2 (20:24):
You can quit like I did and ask.

Speaker 1 (20:26):
For a discharge and the National Guard Bureau will kick
it back, denying it like they did with me. I
still had four years on my current enlistment. They wouldn't
and couldn't release me. Meanwhile, the State National Guard Bureau
would get a report of soldiers not showing up for drill.

Speaker 2 (20:41):
My name kept appearing. Uncomfortable.

Speaker 1 (20:43):
Questions were asked why someone with all this time in
at my rank would just walk away. My situation became
an embarrassment for the state. How are they going to
get my name off this report every month? Why did
this happen? How did we fail a soldier with one
year left until retirement eligibility. A friend of mine was
a senior n c O, and in one of those
meetings he raised his hand and volunteered away to get

(21:05):
me off this list and not do anything illegal or fraudulent.
I was transferred to his unit. I attended drill at
this unit, just a few miles from my house on
my days off during the week, and reported to him
all I needed was fifty points and that would give
me a good year and I could retire with my
twenty years in. I could also do military correspondence courses

(21:26):
for retirement points, which wasn't available when I quit. When
I attended enough UTA's and completed the courses, I got
my fifty points, I received my eligibility for retirement letter
and promised my friend he could have half of it. Unfortunately,
my friend passed at age fifty five, a year or
so after he finally retired after thirty plus years in uniform.

(21:47):
At his funeral, another retired senior n c O spoke
and reflected on my friend's ability to think outside the
box and reference my situation. Yes, I'm happily collecting my pension,
but I'll never forget him and what he did for me.
Am I the jerk for saying sorry, I forgot you
were my grandma to my grandma. This happened fairly recently,
but I was told that I was a jerk, so

(22:08):
I wanted a neutral opinion context. I sixteen female, have
always been the only grand kids, along with my seventeen
year old sister. Because of this, our grandparents spent a
lot of time with us. Recently, however, my uncle and
aunt had two kids toddlers at the moment.

Speaker 2 (22:25):
Now on to the story.

Speaker 1 (22:27):
Recently, a close cousin of ours past. Her funeral was
two days after my birthday and one day after an
orthodonist appointment of mine. This orthodonist appointment made it so
it hurt to eat any food that wasn't soft relevant
later anyway, we went to the funeral and after that
to the burial. Some of my grandma's family was buried there,
so she asked me and my family to look for

(22:49):
them and take photos of their.

Speaker 2 (22:50):
Graves for her.

Speaker 1 (22:51):
We did, but this took us about an hour and
a half, so when we finally got to this celebration
of life, the food not only was cold, but also
all gone. Now my uncle and his oldest toddler were
with us at the ceremony too, so they arrived at
the celebration of life with us. It's also worth mentioning
I hadn't really eaten anything all day except some snacks,

(23:12):
so being that it was two o'clock, I was hungry.
So I got food that was easy to tear apart
and went to sit down. My grandma had my uncle's
toddler and all of a sudden started taking my food
to give to him. Mind you, I told her I
couldn't eat much because my mouth hurt. Well, she ended
up giving all of the food I could eat to
my baby cousin, leaving me hungry. When I got upset,

(23:34):
my grandma said, sorry, I forget you're my granddaughter. I
won't lie. That hurt and I didn't talk to her
for the rest of the day. Anyway, we were at
my uncle's house two days after and she asked me
to do something for her, and in my genius moment,
I said, okay, first name, I can do that. When
she stared at me in confusion, I finally said, oh, sorry,

(23:57):
I forgot you were my grandma in front of one
of my aunts and my grandpa, not her husband. I
could tell she tried to laugh it off, but it
bothered her. I was told by my aunt I should
apologize because I needed to be respectful and that wasn't.
But I still haven't apologized, and I don't plan to
unless I really am in the wrong.

Speaker 2 (24:15):
So read it. Am I the jerk at it?

Speaker 1 (24:18):
I saw that some people are confused, so let me
add more information.

Speaker 2 (24:22):
One.

Speaker 1 (24:23):
Me and my grandma were really close when I was younger.
Two After I got food, I wasn't able to get
any more. The kitchen staff was cleaning up by the
time we got there. Three the toddlers' parents did have food.
Four Neither me or my grandma said what we said
in a dead serious voice. We both had a sort
of laughy tone.

Speaker 2 (24:42):
Five.

Speaker 1 (24:43):
I'm not sure why she said it, as some of
you said it was random. Me personally, I felt like
she went overboard with a joke because to me, saying
that isn't okay.

Speaker 2 (24:52):
Six. We both said this in front of people. It
wasn't just me. Seven. My grandma isn't that old, early fifties.
She doesn't have dementia. Eight.

Speaker 1 (25:02):
This was at my mom's cousin's funeral. They were an adult,
we were second cousins.

Speaker 2 (25:06):
Nine.

Speaker 1 (25:07):
I do have a good family, and me and my
grandma just haven't talked about this since that should be it.

Speaker 2 (25:12):
Let me know if I missed anything. Not the jerk.

Speaker 1 (25:15):
Of all the responses she could have given you after
taking your food, she went for the one that was
the worst. I'm so sorry. And as for respecting her,
it's a two way street. Not the jerk you gave
your granny just the medicine she needed. Just because they're
older doesn't make them right. And the whole bs about respect. No,
you have to earn respect, you don't just get it.

(25:36):
Granny clearly was in the wrong here. She should apologize
to you or at least tell you she understands why
her comment hurt you, not the jerk. If she can
forget you're her grandchild, you can forget she's your grandmother,
not the jerk. Just because she's your grandmother doesn't mean
she can treat you that way. It's hypocritical of your
family to get mad at you, but let her get

(25:57):
away with it. I'm sorry you have such a crappy.

Speaker 2 (26:00):
Family, Opie. I feel for you.

Speaker 1 (26:03):
Am I the jerk for refusing to eat what's cooked
for me ninety percent of the time. I, twenty eight female,
do most of the cooking in my household, and maybe
it's just because of how I was raised, but I
always make something that everyone will eat. My mom didn't
do that growing up, and I was forced to eat
foods that made me ill. I won't go out of
my way to make meals that someone will not touch

(26:23):
due to not liking it. It's really not that hard
to do this in my house because generally speaking, my
kids and husband are not picky at all and don't
have any safe foods or anything. Sometimes, on an off chance,
one of my kids won't eat the broccoli or potatoes.
But like I said, it's rare to run into an
issue because they aren't picky most of the time. I,
on the other hand, don't like a handful of foods

(26:44):
and I will not touch them, like spaghetti is a
huge one for me. I hate spaghetti, beef stew, pot
roasts of any kind. Mashed potatoes whipped are okay. Sometimes,
meat loaf, salisberry steak, bressels, brouts, cauliflour, et cetera. I
can safely say that most of which I hate isn't
even a taste issue. It's that I've eaten these foods

(27:05):
so many times because either everyone in my house, husband especially,
wants them twenty four to seven or someone from my
childhood growing up dead. I just can't stand any of
those foods anymore and I will not eat it. I
usually cook for my family and will make myself something
small on the side if I make any of these meals.
My husband knows what I like and I don't like

(27:26):
whenever he cooks, though, he always makes something I absolutely
will not eat, like potatoes. He literally wants potatoes with
every meal to a point where my kids are starting
to hate them. And meat loaf or spaghetti those are
his two go to meals whenever he cooks, and I
won't eat it.

Speaker 2 (27:42):
Never have.

Speaker 1 (27:43):
He cooked yesterday while I was sick and made spaghetti,
and when I woke up, he told me I needed
to eat something, so I went out and grabbed something
else cheese and pepperoni, and he got upset that I
didn't want to eat dinner. He said he hates cooking
because I never eat it. I told him if it
bothered him, then maybe he should stop cooking meals he
knows I won't touch, he said, I make it so

(28:04):
that he doesn't want to cook at all.

Speaker 2 (28:06):
Am I the jerk? Eta.

Speaker 1 (28:08):
Most of the foods I listed either make me throw
up or go right through me. We've been together since
I was fifteen, so he knows this. He is also
a chef day to day, but whenever he cooks at home,
he sticks to meat loaf and potatoes or spaghetti. He
never makes anything else, with the exception of beef stew
maybe once a year.

Speaker 2 (28:26):
Eta.

Speaker 1 (28:27):
I don't expect him to cook separately from me. When
he does cook, I have no problem cooking for myself.
The issue is that he gets upset when I won't
eat the food that he makes, and I always make
myself something different. I've never expected him to cook separately
from me, and I've never held it against him.

Speaker 2 (28:43):
So your chef.

Speaker 1 (28:43):
Husband says that you're at fault that he doesn't want
to cook at home. You ever thought about the fact
that he does this on purpose so that he doesn't
have to cook.

Speaker 2 (28:51):
Not the jerk, Not the jerk.

Speaker 1 (28:54):
I don't understand the people who are saying anything else.
He's making food you can't eat on purpose and then
getting angry when you don't eat it. That's foolish and
selfish on his part, not the jerk. From my perspective,
I also was subjected to the I made it, you
eat it trope as a.

Speaker 2 (29:10):
Kid, and there are things I just don't want to eat.

Speaker 1 (29:13):
As an adult in charge of my own body, I
see no reason to consume things that I don't enjoy
when there are plenty of healthy things I do. You
didn't expect him to make you something else. You simply
didn't eat what he made and provided your own. My
husband likes to make guinness stew, which I won't touch,
and he's not offended when I don't. Guests need to
know you're human too, so I do lots of things

(29:34):
in the restaurant I work at, and one of those
is front of housework. It's a very nice part of
my job. I love organizing tables. It's good brain exercise
and you can have a lot of fun small talk
with people. However, I don't control reservations. That's being done
by my bosses, who are awesome. Mostly this means I
come in and start my shift and have to work
with what I have, which usually isn't too bad. On

(29:57):
this particular day, I come in a little early and
a waitress screets me with today's going to suck your
front of house. My condolences. She's not one for overreaction,
so I not to brace myself. I take the iPad
we use for organizing reservations. First three hours look fine,
but then mayhem will break loose and we are overbooked.

(30:17):
Our restaurant usually has around about one hundred eighty seats.
We had reservations for roughly two hundred and fifty people,
including a group of one hundred people who had flat
out booked one complete room, which gives me less space
to work with. Now seventy people more than seats per
evening isn't bad per se Like a fore top can
be used three or four times for groups after each other,

(30:39):
but that evening I had roughly twenty seats too few,
so I got to work. I got out extra seats
from the back, I got out extra seats from outside.
I got out extra seats from the attic. ME and
a waiter carried down two extra tables from the attic,
which was a pain, honestly, and I rearranged a ton
of stuff, both in how tables were standing and in
how they were in doing so. I notice a note

(31:02):
in one of the reservations wants this table will get angry.
If not possible, I sigh, it would help to assign
them a different table, So I do. I work, blood,
sweat and tears for three hours and finally have the
restaurant in a shape that's halfway prepared. People start trickling in.
The staff is in top form, places stacked to roof.

(31:23):
Now the reservation I switched around. Arrives older guy with
his family. He tells me his name and that he
specifically requested a table, which is something we explicitly don't do.
By the way, you just can't promise people that. I
tell him, sorry, very very busy tonight we had to
rearrange you. However, the table is similar in size and
in position. Would you please follow me as promised? He

(31:45):
starts winding up and gets angry.

Speaker 2 (31:47):
How can this be? Is everyone incompetent these days? You
know the spiel?

Speaker 1 (31:52):
So I look at him in full earnest and ask him,
do you want to make me cry? He's clearly taken aback.

Speaker 2 (31:59):
I allow.

Speaker 1 (32:00):
I've worked like a madman for the past three hours
to get this place to a shape where we can
use it today. I didn't overbook this, and if I
could have given you your table, I would have. But
I can't, and I've really got through to him. His
anger dissipated. He apologized for bursting out and politely asked
me to speak to my bosses about the overbooking, which
I did, and they were very understanding and helpful. They

(32:23):
sit down and have a good night. That was one
of the worst shifts of my life. I'm not easily stressed,
but phew. However, I'll remember that interaction as a positive.
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Speaker 2 (32:41):
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