her mask has completely fallen now
Dec. 26th, 2024 12:49 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
omaewokorosulike a good sibling I texted both of my brothers "merry Christmas hope it was quiet and drama free" and I haven't heard back from Michael yet but it's also a busy time of year for him so like, I get it because I work(ed) retail too (and not everything is closed Christmas). I'll probs hear from him like a week from now which is fine.
I did get a response from Rob: Merry Christmas. Never drama free.
I get home from family Christmas festivities (which I'll write about later when I'm at my actual computer and not on my Chromebook), we get inside, unpack and do our thing. Whilst Serena is on the phone with her grandma I'm browsing shit on my Chromebook, catching up with social media, etc. I go on Facebook. First post is from my sister-in-law Jenny and it's all pictures of RM and "Grammie" and boy does Egg look sore to very loosely paraphrase Holden Caulfield. Like she would rather be shovelling shit than be there in that house with those people. I knew immediately that she was very unhappy, she didn't even try putting on a happy face mask.
The narc mask is completely off. And my god she looks like she's a walking fucking corpse at this point, a body well past expiration date but somehow not completely dead yet. (She's definitely dead inside however.)
I nearly vomit from seeing the pictures where Jenny clearly is trying to make it seem like this is one big happy family and that they're all enjoying themselves when the reality is that Christmas is probably ruined for whatever fucking reason.
WELL.
I reply to Rob: oh God. anything juicy or exciting?
He replies to me: No, just annoying. Lol.
So then I tell him that it sounds like a typical holiday because there's always some kind of drama or dramatic moment, like today my 5 year old nephew-in-law was upset he didn't have more presents and like, you expect that kind of disappointment from a five year old, right? You expect some tears and some "but I didn't get everything I wanted!" tantruming, right?
As I suspected, Christmas was basically ruined, because Rob said:
???
This just makes zero sense to me because for one thing, at least in the past, Egg loves jigsaw puzzles... She loves New Mexico and Arizona, always wanted to go to the Grand Canyon, all that shit. And like, my brother is always really good with his gift choosing. I've never gotten anything from him that I didn't like or couldn't use. I'd love a puzzle! What the fuck?
Who raised this bitch to be this ungrateful for what is actually a really nice gift? (My brother-in-law got a puzzle for Christmas in fact, and I gifted Serena one a few years back of downtown Rochester.) Because it wasn't my grandparents. But I'm the ungrateful one?
If it were me in his place I would've told her to pack her shit up because we're taking her home. If she's gonna be an ungrateful bitch then I won't do a goddamn thing anymore, etc. etc. Maybe I wouldn't have taken her home, I would've told her to catch the #76 bus into Port Authority and take a Metro North train back to Port Jervis so she can walk home and be a miserable old bitch in her cockroach infested house.
I honestly wouldn't be surprised if Rob eventually cuts her out as well. Egg pulled this shit in front of RM and Jenny. Like, my niece had to witness Egg be an ungrateful piece of shit. Over a puzzle. Over a thoughtful gift. Like I almost feel like Rob should take the gift back and send it to me instead because I love puzzles. He gifted me a puzzle table one year that I haven't had a chance to use but I could build that puzzle on.
It's been a few hours and I am still just like 😱🤯
So you know what? I absolutely feel no fucking guilt leaving the second floor the way we did because why should I do a goddamn thing for such an ungrateful piece of fecal material my wife scoops into one of those litter genie bags?? Like for fucking real.
I did get a response from Rob: Merry Christmas. Never drama free.
I get home from family Christmas festivities (which I'll write about later when I'm at my actual computer and not on my Chromebook), we get inside, unpack and do our thing. Whilst Serena is on the phone with her grandma I'm browsing shit on my Chromebook, catching up with social media, etc. I go on Facebook. First post is from my sister-in-law Jenny and it's all pictures of RM and "Grammie" and boy does Egg look sore to very loosely paraphrase Holden Caulfield. Like she would rather be shovelling shit than be there in that house with those people. I knew immediately that she was very unhappy, she didn't even try putting on a happy face mask.
The narc mask is completely off. And my god she looks like she's a walking fucking corpse at this point, a body well past expiration date but somehow not completely dead yet. (She's definitely dead inside however.)
I nearly vomit from seeing the pictures where Jenny clearly is trying to make it seem like this is one big happy family and that they're all enjoying themselves when the reality is that Christmas is probably ruined for whatever fucking reason.
WELL.
I reply to Rob: oh God. anything juicy or exciting?
He replies to me: No, just annoying. Lol.
So then I tell him that it sounds like a typical holiday because there's always some kind of drama or dramatic moment, like today my 5 year old nephew-in-law was upset he didn't have more presents and like, you expect that kind of disappointment from a five year old, right? You expect some tears and some "but I didn't get everything I wanted!" tantruming, right?
As I suspected, Christmas was basically ruined, because Rob said:
We apparently gave her [Egg] one of the most foul of presents she's ever gotten, a puzzle of thr [sic] Grand Canyon. You'd have thought we gave her rat poison or a tombstone.
???
This just makes zero sense to me because for one thing, at least in the past, Egg loves jigsaw puzzles... She loves New Mexico and Arizona, always wanted to go to the Grand Canyon, all that shit. And like, my brother is always really good with his gift choosing. I've never gotten anything from him that I didn't like or couldn't use. I'd love a puzzle! What the fuck?
Who raised this bitch to be this ungrateful for what is actually a really nice gift? (My brother-in-law got a puzzle for Christmas in fact, and I gifted Serena one a few years back of downtown Rochester.) Because it wasn't my grandparents. But I'm the ungrateful one?
If it were me in his place I would've told her to pack her shit up because we're taking her home. If she's gonna be an ungrateful bitch then I won't do a goddamn thing anymore, etc. etc. Maybe I wouldn't have taken her home, I would've told her to catch the #76 bus into Port Authority and take a Metro North train back to Port Jervis so she can walk home and be a miserable old bitch in her cockroach infested house.
I honestly wouldn't be surprised if Rob eventually cuts her out as well. Egg pulled this shit in front of RM and Jenny. Like, my niece had to witness Egg be an ungrateful piece of shit. Over a puzzle. Over a thoughtful gift. Like I almost feel like Rob should take the gift back and send it to me instead because I love puzzles. He gifted me a puzzle table one year that I haven't had a chance to use but I could build that puzzle on.
It's been a few hours and I am still just like 😱🤯
So you know what? I absolutely feel no fucking guilt leaving the second floor the way we did because why should I do a goddamn thing for such an ungrateful piece of fecal material my wife scoops into one of those litter genie bags?? Like for fucking real.
