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A family eats dinner happily at a restaurant (models).
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My MIL is a m*nipulator. Shocking right? LOL
At first, it drove me crazy, but it isn’t worth the fights with my husband. Now I just observe and let her run wild. Just to amuse myself, so I don’t go insane.
My MIL makes all kinds of passive-aggressive comments; this story is just one example.
However, I finally got my revenge moment after 10 years of taking her *hit."
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"Backstory:
There hasn’t been a single time in our marriage when my husband and I have been late to a family dinner reservation.
Yet every time we attend a dinner with MIL, she makes a comment about tardiness. Usually at my expense.
Why? Who knows, but it’s become a big issue for me, to the point I didn’t go to family Christmas last year.
Why?
My bday is also during Christmas. In-Laws offered to take us to dinner, but I didn’t want to go. Husband was bummed, so I accepted for him. I psyched myself up that day, thinking surely they wouldn’t make the “you’re late” comments on my bday.
I was right they didn’t. The waitress did it for them.
As I sat down at the table, the waitress came by and said, ”You made it on time!”
I immediately looked at my MIL and said, “Yep! We’re actually always on time, they’re just old and like to be 30 minutes early to everything.”
Thinking that would shut down the comments for good.
Nope."
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A person holds a delicious-looking sandwich while out to dinner with their family at a restaurant (models).
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"Flash forward to last week.
We went to a family dinner for my nephew's birthday. It was storming, so I told my husband we should leave an hour early, even though the drive is typically 25 minutes. That way, we would be first, and she wouldn’t be able to say anything.
My sweet husband is a moron, though, and told her we were leaving early for the weather. Not only did she beat us there, but she told the rest of the family to leave early, and they all live 7-10 min away.
So we arrive at 5:10 for a 5:30 reservation, and sure as *hit, everyone is seated already. However, they didn’t know I could see them. There was a two-way glass in the lobby between the entryway and the restaurant."
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"My husband had dropped me off at the door because of the rain, so instead of walking inside, I sat in the entryway on a bench and waited.
As I was waiting, I could see her obsessively looking at the front doors. Then she got up and walked to the lobby, realized there were two-way mirrors, and started pressing her face against the glass so she could see outside. She looked insane doing it, and I loved every moment.
Some of the glass panes were to the exterior, and the other side, (where I was), was on the entryway where I was sitting on the bench. So as she made her way down the row of glass, I knew she would eventually see me.
She did, but I didn’t turn around.
I just let her think I didn’t notice. She jumped back a little when she saw me. I kept looking straight ahead.
Then she busts through the double doors as if she were about to RUN outside to the parking lot. Being a terrible actress, she grabs the exterior door handle and full on fake stops, turns around, and pretends to ‘run into me.’”
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A young woman is on the phone and checking her watch, looking concerned at the time, is she late? (model)
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"That moment, my husband walked through the doors, and she got all excited. I let her think she pulled off her weird window watching the expo, like I normally ignore her behavior.
She showed us to the table and told me where to sit. That way, my nephew could be next to my husband, and I would be at the end of the table across from her.
As I sat down, my FIL said, ‘Took you long enough, did you walk here?’
To which I replied,
‘No, actually, we left an hour early so we could be here on time, just like every other time. Yet somehow, there are always comments about us being late. What’s up with that? If you want us to get here at 5, then make the reservation for 5.’
Table went silent."
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The entrance to a nice restaurant with a blue-and-white awning (stock).
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"MIL goes, ‘It’s just his way, he doesn’t mean anything by it.’
I said, 'Well, it’s usually you that makes the comments if I’m being honest.'
She goes, ‘Honey, you know I don’t care when y’all get here, we’re just so grateful you made it.’ (Eye roll city)
I replied, ‘Are you sure? Because I watched you press your face against every piece of glass in the lobby, trying to spot us in the parking lot. Where were you going when you were heading outside? Did you need something from your car or what? Because you never went back, and I found that odd. I also found it strange that you saw me through the glass and pretended to run into me. What were you doing?’
She said nothing in response and changed the subject.
Then I ordered a glass of wine, and stewed in my pettiness.
I hope they never invite me to anything ever again."
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