I was reminded of this by the "My step aunt is an SC" thread. The joys.
My ex boyfriend was Catholic; which was fine I dont care what religion people are really but evidently his family did. I got lots of veiled comments because I'm not Catholic but since I've been brought up to be TOLERANT I just answered politely. Essentially, his whole family looked down on me for being atheist and poorer than them.
Anyway, his awful aunt was coming into town and I was invited out to dinner with them. Like, yay. Nice Italian place, quite pricey so I intended to get the most expensive and make them pay for their insults. First; they dont say please or thank you to the servers and bark their food orders at him. I make it my duty to thank him for EVERYTHING that he does; I was so embaressed. My ex's 13 year old brother is the type that cries and whines like a freakin toddler when adults were around so he was bouncing about and wobbling the table etc.
His aunt asks me what my mum does and raises her eyebrows when I tell her. She enquires if im catholic even though she knows I'm not and raises her eyebrows again. At this point his brother smacks his head on a tiled wall and bursts into tears.
I'm already mortified at his abhorrent behaviour and his bad table manners but now he starts howling like a dog. Quite frankly. I felt no sympathy for him it was his own fault. Of course, his beloved aunt starts to coddle him and *dear god* clicks her fingers at the passing waiter and demands ice for the poor soul's head. Its the rudest thing you can do to restaurant staff I can think of. All i could do was look apologetically at the guy as he brought the bucket of ice. I was one mortified sinner.
My ex boyfriend was Catholic; which was fine I dont care what religion people are really but evidently his family did. I got lots of veiled comments because I'm not Catholic but since I've been brought up to be TOLERANT I just answered politely. Essentially, his whole family looked down on me for being atheist and poorer than them.
Anyway, his awful aunt was coming into town and I was invited out to dinner with them. Like, yay. Nice Italian place, quite pricey so I intended to get the most expensive and make them pay for their insults. First; they dont say please or thank you to the servers and bark their food orders at him. I make it my duty to thank him for EVERYTHING that he does; I was so embaressed. My ex's 13 year old brother is the type that cries and whines like a freakin toddler when adults were around so he was bouncing about and wobbling the table etc.
His aunt asks me what my mum does and raises her eyebrows when I tell her. She enquires if im catholic even though she knows I'm not and raises her eyebrows again. At this point his brother smacks his head on a tiled wall and bursts into tears.
I'm already mortified at his abhorrent behaviour and his bad table manners but now he starts howling like a dog. Quite frankly. I felt no sympathy for him it was his own fault. Of course, his beloved aunt starts to coddle him and *dear god* clicks her fingers at the passing waiter and demands ice for the poor soul's head. Its the rudest thing you can do to restaurant staff I can think of. All i could do was look apologetically at the guy as he brought the bucket of ice. I was one mortified sinner.
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