Suing My Sister for Stealing My Cat! - Reddit Stories

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Episode Transcript

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,
my sister stole my cat, so now I'm taking her
to court. After that, am I the jerk for leaving
a vacation after my girlfriend brought her friends along? And
after that, my son can't attend your child free wedding? Okay,
then you tell him now. For every thumbs up this video,

(00:23):
kits one Karen does not get to steal anyone's cat,
but she looks so perfect. Sorry, I know that was lame,
so please smash that like button and subscribe and turn
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My sister stole my cat, so now I'm taking her
to court. I twenty four female, asked my sister Susan

(00:44):
to house sit my house for two days and basically
make sure my cat was fed. Long story short, Susan
claimed my cat ran out the door under her feet
and had gotten hid. I grieved and was so depressed
for a good week after I've had my cat for
four years. The weird thing was, though, that my cat
was usually scared of the outside. Fast forward. I asked

(01:05):
my sister if I can come by. She makes up
some excuse. She did this for three days. Finally I
show up unannounced and my niece lets me in, then
excitedly asks me want to see our new kiddy. I
say sure, and she shows me an exact identical cat
of mine, definitely my cat. I call my cat by
its name and she comes running to me. The only

(01:28):
difference between the cats was that someone did a horrible
job shaving this one's face. It's long haired. My sister
came in yelling that I couldn't just walk into her house,
even though I've done it a million times before. I
told her I wanted my cat back, and she denied
it being mine. I went home and did a lot
of research and was looking into lawyers and evidence that

(01:48):
I needed. I then texted my sister today. I lied
and said that I had a lawyer and I would
be taking at her court for stealing my cat. She
sent me an angry text back about how if I'd
to court, I'd be a horrible sister, and she has
kids to think of and I don't, and that my
lovable cat made her want to get one. Blah blah blah.
The kids love their new cat. I told her. I

(02:11):
don't care. She told me I was acting crazy over
a cat and how she'll never forgive me. I'm not delusional.
The cat was identical to mine, came directly to its name.
I love the cat like it's my kid. My sister
has done messed up things to me in the past,
but I never thought she would do something like this.
Am I the jerk? Did you have your cat chipped?

(02:33):
That would be all the proof you need. Anyone who
owns a cat or a dog and does not have
them chipped is making a big mistake. Not the jerk.
Go back to your sister's house and retrieve your cat.
What's she going to do? Call the police? They have
better things to worry about these days. You may want
to pay a lawyer a small sum to write a
letter to your sister with enough legal verbiage to scare.

(02:55):
I doubt this issue would ever end up in a courtroom.
Am I the jerk? For leaving a vaccasion? After my
girlfriend brought her friends along? My girlfriend, Sarah, who's twenty nine,
and I mail twenty eight, have been dating for five
years and I wanted to go on a vacation with
her to celebrate. I planned the trip for several months.
Of course, I shared my plans with her and decided

(03:16):
on skiing and snowboarding and other winter activities in Colorado.
The activity seemed perfect and I was looking forward to
this for months because I wanted to propose to her
at the end of the trip. Five days before the trip,
Sarah dropped the ball on me that she invited two
of her friends to meet her there. I was upset
because I wanted to spend one on one time with
Sarah for our anniversary. I feel like it was plain

(03:38):
and clear that this was a trip just for us.
Even though I expressed my concerns, Sarah insisted that her
friends already made plans to come and won't back out.
I decided to accept this because there was no way
for me to force her friends to not come. I
wish I fought more on this. I figured we could
make some changes to our plans and I would still
be able to propose to her privately. Sarah essentially blew

(04:00):
me off for her friends and we didn't get any
private time. After three days of being in second place,
I decided to leave the trip and head home. I
told Sarah why I was leaving, and she was upset.
She told her friends about my decision and I was
ganged up on. They said we were all having a
great time. She thinks I'm being a jerk for making
her pick between her friends and me, even though her

(04:22):
friends weren't invited in the first place. I never had
personal issues with her friends prior to this trip. I
never made Sarah pick between me or her friends, because
everyone needs friends outside of a relationship. I'm at home
now and thinking about everything. I have a data myself
before Sarah comes home, so at least I get to
relax a bit. Sarah and her friends think I'm overreacting

(04:42):
and think that I ruined the trip. I think Sarah
was disrespectful and rude to me by ruining the purpose
of the trip and having her friends gang up on me.
Am I the jerk for leaving a vacation I planned
for my girlfriend after her friends came along at it.
This was a planned anniversary romantic trip. It was clear
that we have plans just for us too. We've been

(05:03):
on other anniversary trips together without her friends there. We
did discuss marriage beforehand, so it's not like a proposal
would have been out of the blue. Minor update my
friends are here at the house and they've been running
potential interference just in case her friends try to bombard
and harass me. They've been great and I'm so glad
to have them. Minor update two. None of Sarah's friends

(05:23):
came by the house or harassed me yesterday or last night,
which is good. Sarah hasn't come home yet. I figured
out what I want to say and I have it
written out. Not the jerk you sure you still want
to propose this even if it wasn't a proposal trip.
It was so disrespectful of Sarah to basically pull the
rug out from under him and get her friends to

(05:43):
gang up on him. To do that to someone you've
dated for five years, jeez. I would sit her down
and go through the plans you had, including the proposal,
watch the Pikachu face, and then tell her you need
time apart to evaluate this relationship. So let me get
this straight. One, you spent months planning on a vacation
for the two of you. Two you paid for this vacation.

(06:07):
Three she invited her friends and didn't tell you until
it was too late for them to cancel. And four
you made requests for a long time and she rebuffed
those efforts to hang out as a group with her friends. Buddy,
she found the ring and knew your plan for the weekend,
not the jerk. Might want to consider planning for a
different future, not the jerk. If y'all are still speaking

(06:29):
when she comes back from the trip, tell her you
didn't ruin her good time and you didn't embarrass her
in front of her friends. Seems if she's as serious
about this relationship as you are, she should be able
to understand your position. Well, who do you think is
the jerk, Opie or his girlfriend? Please let us know.
I think this is what the retted folks like to
call marinera flags. My son can't attend your child free wedding, Okay,

(06:53):
then you tell him I'm thirty one, Mail, My son
is five years old. About a year ago, my brother,
who's thirty four, reassured my son that he could be
the ring bearer at his wedding. This conversation occurred after
he heard us talking about mine in his dad's wedding
and was very offended that he wasn't invited, despite the
fact that he wouldn't be conceived for another three years

(07:14):
after the event, my son really latched onto this comment. Now,
all these months later, my brother has proposed and is
planning a wedding with his fiancee. When I told my
son that his uncle was getting married, he was obviously
overjoyed and immediately launched into bragging to his younger brother,
who wasn't born when the initial conversation took place and
was just giving him typical baby babbles in return that

(07:36):
he got to be the ring bear. I heard the
proposal news from my mom, and when I called to
congratulate my brother, I also told him the story of
how excited our oldest is. My brother went on to
tell me that his fiance is pretty adamant about a
child free wedding, so the promise he made might not
be doable anymore. This was obviously hard for me to hear.

(07:56):
Not only would this break my son's heart, this would
also make mine my husband's lives considerably harder. We're currently
living abroad and didn't think we would have to find
child care for the time of the wedding. Our only
options now would be fly with our kids and leave
them in the care of people we don't fully trust.
Since all trusted family members will be attending the ceremony. Two,

(08:17):
leave both of the kids with a trusted friend near
our home, and fly to the wedding. Not ideal since,
thanks to flexible work schedules, we were planning to spend
a month with our families following the wedding. Flying in
for the celebration, flying home to pick up our kids,
and then flying back is too exhausting them. Flying alone
is obviously not an option, or three not a tend.

(08:37):
My brother said he would try to get his fiance
to reconsider, but we spoke two nights ago and he
said she's putting her foot down. Admittedly I was hurt
over this on my son's behalf. I told him we
would still try to make it, but it was unlikely
that we could. I also told him that if he
even wanted us to consider coming, he would have to
tell his nephew himself that he was going back on
his promise and why. My brother said it felt like

(09:00):
I was issuing him an ultimatum and making him choose
between family and his wife on what's supposed to be
the happiest day of his life, and that I was
being unfair. I said he shouldn't have made promises that
he couldn't keep am I the jerk. Eta saw some
confusion in the comments. I'm a man, not the jerk.
I think you summed it up beautifully. Their brother made

(09:21):
a promise that got your kid all hyped up, and
now he wants someone else to deal with the emotional
fallout when he renags because it would be inconvenient for
him to deal with it himself. That's a jerk move,
right there. Yeah. I honestly thought this was going to
be Op being the jerk, because it's up to parents
to explain stuff like this unless you've made a promise
to the kid that they're really excited about. I imagine

(09:43):
the brother completely forgot about the promise, but now that
he's been reminded, he kind of has to explain and apologize.
Kids latch onto things and it can be annoying, but
in this case, he needs to explain so that the
kid doesn't latch onto hating his uncle. Not the jerk.
Your brother put you into a difficul position. Kids one
oh one. Don't promise them stuff because they can forget it,

(10:04):
but they can also remember it forever. And it's fifty
to fifty. If I were you, I'd skip their wedding.
You and your husband can have a vow's renewal ceremony
instead with two ring bearers. Do something cute and fte
friends and family that are close. Excuse yourself from brother's wedding,
explaining the situation to your family. Break it on purpose, Sure,

(10:25):
we'll replace it. I was recently reminded of this story,
even though it took place approximately ten years ago. Background.
I worked at a game stop when game stop was
still pretty high. At that point in time, we were
forced to ask people if they wanted to buy a
small insurance on every disk we sold. It covered all damage.
If people came back with a disc with insurance, we

(10:45):
replaced it, no questions asked. Scene. It's like twenty minutes
till close on a weeknight. I'm doing as much clothes
prep as I can get away with. When Jerk and
his friends enter the store, obviously bored and just wasting time,
but since I'm alone in the store, I greet them
and let them look around for a bit. Jerk brings
up a game to the desk and I ring him up.

(11:07):
Would you like to buy insurance on this game? We
cover all damages. In a split second, he lights up
like he just had the most genius idea in the world.
All damage, even if I break it myself like on purpose. Yeah,
I can see clear as day where this is going,
and so can his friends, who start chuckling. I play
along me Yep, all damage, no matter what, no questions asked.

(11:31):
He buys the insurance. I bag it and hand it
to him, and they walk literally just out of the store.
Before stopping. Dee pulls out the game, takes out the
disk and looks me straight in the eye while he
snaps it in half. His friends are dying from laughing.
I just smile politely. So he walks back in, hands
me the game and goes, this is broken. I'd like

(11:52):
a new one. Cute malicious compliance. See our system would
warn us in the corner of the screen if we
sold the last copy of something. That disc was the
last one we had in the store. Me of course.
Unfortunately I do not have any more copies in store,
so I have to have it shipped from one of
our other locations. They close in five minutes, though, as

(12:12):
we did. But I will even note for the manager
to put in a transfer order. It should be here
in three to five work days. If you write your
number here, we can call you when it arrives. His
friends are wheezing from laughing at this point because it
becomes obvious that jerk totally played himself and now has
to wait a week for his game. Lesson be nice
to retail workers. Warning and advice from a lifer. I

(12:36):
have over twenty years of experience working in every kind
of restaurant and have some advice and warnings for those
thinking of a career are trying to move up in
the industry. I started at Ruby Tuesdays at nineteen. The
money was great, but I loved the lifestyle. We partied
every night and worked every day. I did this for
about four years until I was fired. Why was I fired?

(12:57):
New management came in and cleaned house. All ten of
us were let go for bs reasons. This was a
wake up call. I realized servers could be fired at
any time for any reason. I was devastated. Luckily, I
found another job relatively quickly, Longhorn Steakhouse. This job was
less fun, but the money was about fifteen to twenty
percent better. I decided to learn what it takes to

(13:19):
work in fine dining to make as much money as possible.
I talked with management about moving to a high end
restaurant in the same company, the Capital Grill. They promised
me if my sales were up and I was studying
food and wine, they would transfer me. For the next
year and a half, I studied and became the lead server.
A friend of mine who was in upper management of
Longhorn had informed me that they don't transfer servers, and

(13:43):
I never had a shot, even though my store managers
promised me they would again, I was devastated. One Friday night,
one of the managers pulled me into the office to
yell at me about a secret shopper. I did everything right,
but did not upsell cheese fries. She was going off.
I was in shock. I knew my sales were much
higher than everyone's, and at this point I had four

(14:04):
tables that needed my attention. I had had enough. Longhorn
was never going to promote me, and by this point
I knew how easy it was to get another job.
She asked me how I was going to rectify the issue,
as if I had committed some unforgivable sin. I told
her I wasn't, and I immediately quit. Now she was
in shock. She knew I was her strongest server and

(14:25):
tried to backtrack. I had never quit a job before,
and it felt good. I went to the door, asked
my tables to cash out and let them know what
had just happened. All my tables did and way over
tipped me. At this point, the manager was fuming and
said I would never work in the industry again. At
this point, I decided it was time to apply to
some fine dining restaurants. My first choice was the best

(14:48):
restaurant in the area, Sky. They were trendy and had
actual shifts and a crazy wine list. I got an
interview and the GM first asked me if I had
experience in fine dining. I told him no, but I
had been studying food and wine for the last year
and a half and I promised I would work hard
and do what it took to prove myself. So he
took a chance with me. Within a year, I was

(15:09):
the head server. My PPA per person average was higher
than anyone. Management loved me, and so did the owner.
I took this job very seriously. I had regulars that
were worth millions, if not billions, of dollars. I had
worked at Sky for several years, making more money than
I ever had. Then our GM leaves and two managers
get transferred to sister restaurants. We get a new GM

(15:33):
and he brings in his friends to manage and starts
to clean house. Several servers were let go for no reason.
I fear I might be fired too. The new servers
he brought in were horrible. They were sloppy and lazy,
and their PPA was the lowest, yet they were given
bigger sections and better shifts. This upset everyone, myself included.

(15:53):
One night, after my shift, I tried and calmly talked
with the new GM about how this affected our money
and asked if there was a fair way to schedule.
He exploded on me. I was shocked. I profusely apologized.
I meant no disrespect, but he had heard enough and
fired me on the spot. Again. I was devastated. Two
days passed and the restaurant owner called me up, apologizing

(16:15):
and wanting me to return. I told him what had happened,
how the GM spoke to me, and how he was
cutting our shifts to make room for his friends. I
asked the owner to look at the numbers and asked
him who he would rather have representing his company. The
owner agreed he would rather have me than the questionable
new hires. I explained this situation had left a bad
taste in my mouth and I wasn't sure I wanted

(16:36):
to return. He offered me fifteen dollars an hour plus
the tips I would make if I returned, instead of
the standard five dollars server wage. I decided to accept
and return to work. A few days later. For the
first time in my serving career, I experienced a power shift.
As soon as I walk in, I'm summoned to the office.
The GM is sitting behind his desk and he looks upset.

(16:58):
He said the way I spoke to him and went
behind his back was unforgivable. I again calmly explained what
happened and reminded him that he fired me. He said
I should have dealt with the consequences like a man.
He said some things would be changing, my shift would
be cut and I would be put on a trial
run to see if I could come back. I cut
him off and said, no, I won't. I will work

(17:20):
my regular schedule with a fair section. If he doesn't
like it, he can talk to his boss, the owner.
I thought the guy was going to start swinging. I
have never seen someone so angry. He screams at me
to get out of his office. I start taking tables
and working my shift, and the GM comes on the
floor while I'm at the table and pulls me by
my arm to go to his office. This shocks the

(17:41):
guests and me. The owner is in the GM's chair
and I sit next to the GM. The GM immediately
starts laying into me, saying I'm a colossal problem. I
calmly explained I had guests I was taking care of
at the moment and asked if it would be possible
to continue this conversation once my section was empty. The
GM says no. The owner disagreed and said yes, we

(18:02):
would talk after my shift. As I'm working my shift,
I see every manager and chef go into the office
to talk with the owner. They talked for a while.
Once my section was empty, I knocked on the door
and said I was ready to talk whenever they were.
I changed out of my uniform and I'm summoned to
come back to the office. I'm sure I'll be let
go for some random reason. As soon as I said,

(18:24):
the GM looks nervous but is still furious. With me.
The owner says we must squash this little beef and
return to business. I agree, but the GM interjects and
says I'm a huge problem. The owner says he's talked
with everyone and no one has a problem with me.
He says my sales are the highest and he has
no guest complaints. The GM then went on about how
I questioned his authority. I calmly explained if I couldn't

(18:47):
make money here, I couldn't work here. We had already
lost three strong servers the last month due to them quitting,
and he fired a few other people. The owner had
heerd enough. He told the GM to give me whatever
shifts I wanted and change his attitude. I was told
I could leave and to close the door. As I left,
I could hear the owners screaming at the GM that
he should fire him. I went home, but another server

(19:10):
told me they were in the office for an hour
and the owner was going off. The next couple of
months were rocky. The GM wouldn't even look at me.
One day I heard the GM and the new servers
were fired. They were all stealing. About a year later,
I left on good terms due to moving I got
another fine dining job and studied under a master Wine
Steward and James Beard Award winning chefs. Unfortunately, that restaurant

(19:34):
closed and now I'm at another fine dining job. It's
a good company and the money is excellent. I get
whatever hours I want, and I'm respected. I hope my
story saves you some time and aggravation. I'll list some
bullet points below so that I can help you. One,
if you know you will serve for a few years,
apply to fine dining restaurants even if you don't think
you're qualified. The difference in money is enormous. Two. Don't

(19:57):
use things you shouldn't be using. I've witnessed many servers
go down that path, which always ends badly. Three. Management
will almost always try and take advantage of you. They
will throw you under the bus in a second if
it makes them look good. Four there is no job
security in this business, even if management loves you. Managers
come and go, and you might have a nightmare boss

(20:18):
next week. Five. Always have a backup plan. I only
work two or three days a week and do my
own business on the side. Remember no job security. If
the restaurant is going under, they won't tell you they
will lock the doors six. Doing this job full time
will fundamentally damage you. Fake smiling and pretending will lead
you to feel horrible after a while. You have thoughts, dreams,

(20:40):
and feelings, and you are entitled to them extra onions.
This happened years ago. I was working at a McDonald's
on a highway rest stop as a teenager over the summer.
I was making the burgers in the back when a
belligerent customer came up and ordered a cheeseburger with extra onions.
He made sure to emphasize I want extra onions loudly

(21:02):
and repeatedly, and banged his fist on the counter because
last time he ordered extra onions there weren't enough onions
on it. My manager overheard the order as well, because
the customer was being loud and rude to the cashier.
I looked over at my manager and he gave me
the nod. He knew what I had in mind and
that he would have my back. Cute malicious compliance standard

(21:23):
cheeseburgers are supposed to have a little sprinkle of this
diced onion mix. I proceeded to pile on about a
cup of diced onions on top of the burger. To
keep it from spilling off the burger, I alternated a
slice of cheese between one half inch thick onion layers,
so a total one and a half inch thick layer
of diced onion and cheese ended up on this burger,

(21:43):
along with the other toppings. I microwaved it so the
milted cheese fused with the onions to keep it all
together as best as possible. Wrapped it up carefully and
put it out for the cashier to pick up. It
was as tall as a big Mac and weighed three
times as much as a normal cheeseburger. The cashier picked
it up and her eyes grew wide as she hesitantly
bagged it. Glanced at the manager as he waved her

(22:05):
on and walked back to the register. The customer snapped
the bag out of her hand and says, this better
have extra onions on it, or I'll be back. We
watched the guy grab his condiments and napkins and he
heads to the seating area, so the manager stayed at
the counter waiting for any blowback. It wasn't busy, so
we sent a staff member to go check on the
napkins section that was near the guy. To see his

(22:26):
reaction as he opened up his onion burger. Sure enough,
he unwraps the burger, looks at it inquisitively as onions
and cheese spill out the sides, does a little nod
and smirk like this was exactly what he was looking for,
and takes a huge bite out of it, choose a
couple times. His eyes then go wide and he realizes
his mistake and immediately spits it out onto the tray.

(22:49):
He sits there sheepishly for a few moments with an
embarrassed look on his face while he inspects the burger
more closely, and you can see him ponder the next
move while he drinks his soda and munches on fries.
He tries scraping off some of the onions onto the wrapper,
but the cheese and other toppings are coming with it,
basically left with a plain burger and bun. He tries
unsuccessfully to reassemble the burger with less onion than some

(23:12):
of the other toppings, but it was a big pile
of onion, ketchup, mustard, cheese with a single pickle. He
takes another bite, then throws it down on the tray
and discuss he finishes his fries, tosses the burger and
the trash, and we watch him leave an embarrassment. He
doesn't even glance back to the counter on his way out.
Am I the jerk for throwing away cookies given to

(23:32):
us by my mother in law? It was technically one cookie.
Here's what happened. My husband's mother baked cookies and gave
us five more to take home. My son ate two
of the five, leaving three cookies left. My husband ate
a lot at my mother in law's house before we
left the same day. Now, I've been trying to lose
baby weight from our most recent baby, and as such
we have a rule no sweets in the house. I

(23:55):
have a binging problem, and thus if we do want sweets,
we usually either make it from square or go out
to get them when we want them and store them
in designated areas in the house. He's free to store
his snacks in his office and gaming area, which isn't
even on the same floor. We have multiple spots for
them that aren't hard to reach. It's just not sitting
out in my face all day. I also told him

(24:15):
earlier that I was trying not to eat many cookies
that day because my progress was slowing down due to
us going out to eat a lot. I went out
to shout for groceries because I wanted to meal plan,
and my husband left the dishes for me to do.
When I got back. It was over an hour of
grocery shopping and I was tired and hungry. When I
got back, I started doing the dishes first and open
the cabinet that only stores our cups and there's two

(24:38):
darn cookies right there in front of me. I was
mad because I had went the entire day eating only
one cookie, but the reasoning for not having sweets out
in the open was clear in that moment, because I
ate one quickly and I was about to start on
the other, but I decided to just throw it away
because it was the only place of finality that meant
I could not get it later and devour it. My

(24:59):
husband came up and I explained that he put the
cookie in a terrible spot and I saw it and
almost ate them both. He said, good thing I didn't,
because he wanted the last one, and that's when I
said I threw it out. He thinks I'm a jerk
for tossing it. I think he was a jerk for
putting it in the dumbest location possible, knowing I was
going to do the dishes and see it. He literally
just had to walk less than five steps over to

(25:21):
the snackshelf and put it there. I'm on a weight
loss journey. We don't leave snacks out in the open
because of it, but designated areas. My husband left cookies
his mom baked in a cabinet meant only for cups,
although knowing I was going to do the dishes, and
so I tossed one of them after eating one to
prevent myself from eating the other. So am I the
jerk for throwing it away? At it all? Right? Time

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to move on from reading comments. To those who voted
me the jerk, I get it, it's food waste. To
the ones calling me a jerk for making my family suffer,
fully read my post. Our house has lots of sweets
and snacks. In fact, I realized we still have chocolate
chip cookies frozen in our free No one is suffering
and an inability to indulge themselves when they want to.

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To those who said not the jerk, thanks, I think
everyone deals with food in their own ways. Mine was
cemented into my head to be unhealthy at a young age.
So here I am unable to control myself at times. Thanks,
you're the jerk. What why didn't you move it to
the snackshell for your husband? Seriously, good luck with the
weight loss. If you have this little self control you

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have to be petty and throw out a home baked cookie,
jerk move one hundred percent. Food addiction is a hard
thing to beat. I've done what OPI has done. I've
also gone back to the trash to get the thing
I wanted so bad that I had thrown it out
in the first place, like hours later, not proud of it,
and it wasn't a sealed takeout container, but still nasty.
I know Op set up boundaries with her husband, who

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presumably does not have food impulse control issues, and he
put the cookie in the worst possible place. She's not
the jerk for being sick. She just needs more time
to work at her issues and a little support from
her family. Not the jerk. I think the comments are
pretty mean. If Op had a diagnosed eating disorder, would
that make it okay for her to have no self control?

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She does have self control because she didn't eat the
cookie and tried to create a system that would work
for her needs. It was one cookie after everyone had
already had plenty, and not that big of a deal,
to be honest, not the jerk. If husband knows op
has a problem with binging, which is disordered eating behavior,
then it's also not hard for him to just move
the cookie to his office or gaming area or snackshelf

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if he wanted the last cookie so badly. As a
person who also struggles with binging, I'd rather check one
cookie in the bin to maintain self control than eat
it and trigger a binge. Binging is horrible, and once
a cycle begins, it's really hard to get out of.
It's literally one cookie. If you wanted a cookie so bad,
you'd hit the point of anger knowing someone threw it
away to prevent a binge. That makes you a bit weird.

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In my opinion, you're the jerks have not experienced binge
eating disorder. Throwing away a cookie was a victory regardless
of its origin, rather than triggering a serious binge with
larger consequences. A cookie, even when made by dear old Mom,
is not more important than Opie's mental and physical well being.
If it was easy to have will power and just

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move on binge. Eating disorders wouldn't be a thing. Not
the jerk, O pie and well done. I don't care
if I'm being downvoted into oblivion. I'm a dude put
on roughly thirty pounds since having kids. If someone puts
a treat in front of me, I just eat it.
I know it's a shortcoming or something I should do
better at. I've had long periods of time where I
just don't have any sweets around me, and it's helped

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me control my weight. But with kids, you end up
with all kinds of snacks and treats and crap that
I'd otherwise never have around. For someone to not be
helpful enough to say, oh, good for you for throwing
that out instead of eating it, because let's be clear,
your husband was never going to eat that cookie. That
was decided when he left it for you in plain sight.
Your choice was to eat it or throw it out.

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Good for you. Keep coming back. It's a really hard
thing to combat and you need people who help one
hundred percent. Not the jerk edit. Wow, these comments are atrocious.
Throwing out a cookie doesn't make someone a jerk. Op
hang in there. You're the jerk. Your poor impulse control
isn't everyone else's responsibility. It's great that they're supporting and accommodating,

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but you need to hold yourself accountable. You didn't eat
the cookie you didn't want and then throw out the
other one because of where your husband left them. It
wasn't because your willpower was depleted from running an errand
and doing it chore. You did it because you have
a binge eating problem. You literally had to just not
touch the cookies. You need therapy to work on your
self control. Your family shouldn't have to curb themselves because

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you lack it. You're the jerk. You're the jerk. I
have weight issues, so we have a rule about sweets.
Sounds like a you problem that's being forced on everyone else. Well,
what do you think? Is Opie a jerk or not?
Please let us know. Bruh, it's one single cookie. Why
are these people so mad? She threw out one single cookie?

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People on Reddit really get worked up over the smallest things.
Mother in law buys us a two day weekday hotels
day in her city as a Christmas gift. Husband who's
thirty seven and I thirty female live a nine hour
drive away from mother in law, no kids for Christmas.
Without checking in with us first, she bought us a
hotel from Tuesday to Thursday during a random week in

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the summer. She told us it was a trip for
us love birds to do whatever we want. Sure, Jane,
I started a new job last summer and don't have
paid vacation for a year government. I also have to
have someone watch our two dogs while we're away. We're
also responsible for paying for our flights as well, so
it's a big hit financially for a vacation we didn't

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want in the first place. Anyway, husband and I were
doing some planning for what we're wanting to do. I
have family in the area and husband has other family
there as well. Mother in law finds out and tells
us we need to spend the whole trip with her.
We were planning on spending all Wednesday with her, but
then she goes into a guilt trip about how we
never see her. For the record, we saw her last

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summer and at Christmas. Anyway, she wants to spend Wednesday
and Thursday with us and is now saying the trip
was for her to spend time with us. Duh. But
we fly in Tuesday night and fly out Friday morning.
Only flights available, which means I won't be able to
see my family unless I extend our trip and expenses.
I got ten text messages at midnight eleven pm her

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time last night about why we need to focus on
her for the trip. She has surgery not while we're there,
but later in the summer for a shoulder injury. She
doesn't get time off. Besides this, she can't travel, et cetera.
Her tone was rude, and she's never talked to me
like that before Today. She told my husband she wants
to sell her house so she can contribute to a

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down payment on a home we're saving for. We told
her we don't want to talk about that until the summer.
How do we put an end to the general erosity
that is actually leveraged to control our behavior. Is there
a way to gently shut her down? She doesn't listen
and isn't interested in our opinions or perspective, and doesn't
respect boundaries. Please help me? Nope, Nope, and nope. Selling

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her house to help with your down payment equals moving
in because she has nowhere to live and she helped
pay for it, and don't accept that hotel. It's too
much out of pocket to be forced to maintain someone
else's itinerary. Next time she gives you a gift, tell
her you hope it's refundable because it doesn't work for you.
When she brings up the house, no thank you. We'll

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be buying our own home. Invite your family on the
days you're in town. Just because she's forcing you to
visit her doesn't mean you have to play her game fully.
Hubby really needs to tell her this doesn't work for
you and give her boundaries. Huge shout out to our
newest official channel member, Linda, Thank you so much for
supporting the channel. It really means the world to Reddit
boy and I support our channel by joining as a

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member today and I'll give you a shout out in
our next video. Or come watch this video next. You
won't believe what Karen does in that one.