My older brother invited me and my wife to come see him renew his vows; also we was going to take a family photo at this wedding. He called me on the phone to get my address, sound like to me that he was pleading for me to be there.
We haven’t spoken on the phone for almost 20 years when I called to ask for a jump when my car died at work. My job was about 2 miles from his house and it was 11:30 p.m. I explain that I didn’t want to call my wife and have her to come from my home which was 20 miles way with our 4 year old son. He said that he couldn’t because he had to go to work in the morning.
Now, when this asshole call me for help anytime I would be there for him. So you can imagine how much I like him. My mother also called along with my younger brother trying to convince me to come to this disaster.
I don’t like my family because
First, they’re sanctimonies hypocrites about everything from soup to nuts.
Second; they’re vultures waiting for a family members to die so they could come in and snatch up anything and everything they could
Third: they are criminals when I’m around them I have to keep my wallet in my car with the alarm system on and two blocks away from where they live.
Forth: They’re con-man / con-woman begging for help every time I see them. Someone hit the lottery around my home and they called me for a week to see if it was me. Asking me to buy their kids Easter clothes.
Fifth – They only call when they want something
Six – They’re destructive as hell
Seven – They cheap they will come to a party don’t bring anything and want to take home plates of food. They have the nerve to come with their own empty Tupperware bowls so they don’t have to cook for the rest of the week.
So for me to go to that den of 40th thieves made me very nauseous. This marriage was July 1, 2006 and I didn’t answer my phone when a number came in I didn’t know.
Was I wrong for not attending a gathering with a bunch of people I can’t stand.
We haven’t spoken on the phone for almost 20 years when I called to ask for a jump when my car died at work. My job was about 2 miles from his house and it was 11:30 p.m. I explain that I didn’t want to call my wife and have her to come from my home which was 20 miles way with our 4 year old son. He said that he couldn’t because he had to go to work in the morning.
Now, when this asshole call me for help anytime I would be there for him. So you can imagine how much I like him. My mother also called along with my younger brother trying to convince me to come to this disaster.
I don’t like my family because
First, they’re sanctimonies hypocrites about everything from soup to nuts.
Second; they’re vultures waiting for a family members to die so they could come in and snatch up anything and everything they could
Third: they are criminals when I’m around them I have to keep my wallet in my car with the alarm system on and two blocks away from where they live.
Forth: They’re con-man / con-woman begging for help every time I see them. Someone hit the lottery around my home and they called me for a week to see if it was me. Asking me to buy their kids Easter clothes.
Fifth – They only call when they want something
Six – They’re destructive as hell
Seven – They cheap they will come to a party don’t bring anything and want to take home plates of food. They have the nerve to come with their own empty Tupperware bowls so they don’t have to cook for the rest of the week.
So for me to go to that den of 40th thieves made me very nauseous. This marriage was July 1, 2006 and I didn’t answer my phone when a number came in I didn’t know.
Was I wrong for not attending a gathering with a bunch of people I can’t stand.
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