tell me your worst uncomfortable/unfair IL visit stories!
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Anonymous
| Just finished a wildly uncomfortable beach house "vacation" with ILs, including some nice playing favorites with room allocations. I need catharsis - tell me your worst stories, or just confess your pettiness and misanthropy! |
Anonymous
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My ILs are nice and we get along, but they are hoverers/pouncers. They are literally on top of us all the time during visits, to the point where I've accidentally stepped on my MIL's foot when I was emptying the dishwasher and she was right.there.
The last time we went to the beach with them, I was low-key complaining about it to my husband, who was like, "Eh, they're not THAT ba--AUGH!" He stopped becasue we were driving at night, approaching the beach house, making the turn into the driveway, and his parents were standing there in pitch-black, their eyes and glasses reflecting in the light. It was like a freaking horror movie. We started dying laughing and my husband was like, "Yeah...they're weird." |
Anonymous
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This is petty. We were on a beach vacation with inlaws and I cooked dinner. My MIL walked in to the kitchen with her nose literally in the air and her lips pursed. She didn't say a thing. She came and looked at what I was cooking eyed everything up and left the room still with her nose in the air. She refused to eat anything I made.
Next day she came down to the beach saw me on the sand and moved away and settled herself well away from me. Husband was swimming at the time. The beach was fairly empty at the time and she looked directly at me as she was heading in my direction. When she saw me she literally turned her body and walked in the opposite direction. Needless to say we don't vacation with them anymore. |
Anonymous
This is hysterical. I’m glad he didn’t run them over! |
Anonymous
| My FIL sports a speedo on lake/beach/pool vacations. It’s....tight. And he won’t change for meals because he’s “just going right back in.” |
Anonymous
| My FIL came for what was supposed to be one nigby, stayed for more than a month, and left us bedbugs. Oh, and bought my 6 year old racist memorabilia for his birthday. Good times! |
Anonymous
Can't leave us hanging. What did he bring your kid? |
Anonymous
You share your story! Has to have been more than just room allocations! |
Anonymous
This is hilarious, lol. |
Anonymous
Kid loves history. Saved up his allowance to buy a Union soldier uniform at a National Park gift shop. Solely to antagonize me (because he enjoys pushing my buttons), FIL bought a bunch of Confederate things: the opposing uniform, decorations, belt buckle, drum with Confederate flags all over it. FIL expected a battle, but kid solved it by saying, disappointed, “Oh, Grandpa, thank you for the gifts, but these are for the side that wanted slavery, so they’re not fun to pretend with.” The bedbugs were harder. It’s just the purposeful trying to get my goat like that that is tiresome. I’m expecting him to buy kid a Trump shirt or MAGA hat next. (He’s not really a Trump supporter; just has no life or friends and annoying people is his sad entertainment. He’s previously brandished the n-word just to get me to follow through on my statement that I would of tell him to leave if he says that in my home. |
Anonymous
| Visited my MIL and her long time companion after they secretly moved in together. I say secretly because it was pretty obvious since her BF refused to get rid of his furniture so they had doubles of everything in the living room. Two sofas. Two coffee tables. Two entertainment centers. It looked crazy and my then-9 year old was so confused when we first walked in. |
Anonymous
It’s impossible to name just one thing. death by a million tiny annoyances and discomforts. |
Anonymous
| Stayed at an Airbnb but still - the minute we would walk in the door, they would hand their grandson an iPad. He of course would get lost to anything else. Adults then would proceed to have tea and conversation. It was just weird, like they didn’t know what to do with him/wanted to keep him out of the way? He is 9 btw, not 2. |
Anonymous
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I can't blame my in-laws.
When my first baby was born, I put out the word that DH and I didn't want visitors for the first two weeks. We wanted to meet her, to bond a little, get going on nursing, let me rest and recover a little, just figure out who we were as a family of three. My in-laws said okay and booked tickets for three weeks after the baby was born. Told my dad and his wife. My father was ... he thought it was ridiculous. So they showed up the day after I got home. My father, a NYC Italian, went into the kitchen and started cooking gravy. We lived in a 3rd floor walk-up, and he hauled boxes of diapers upstairs, threw out garbage and recycling, walked the dog, etc. His wife, apparently was confused about whose baby it was, because she tried to dictate every little thing we should do. Her: the baby is napping, so you should be napping! Me: it'll only be for 20 minutes, I want to spend time with the dog Her: but the BABY is NAPPING :: baby wakes up from the yelling, starts crying:: Me: not anymore She tried to tell me it was important to give the baby formula. So SHE could give the baby formula. No, it's important for us to establish nursing. But she wants to feed her.. Well, sorry but that's not going to happen now. But how will she bond with the baby? My goal is for ME to bond with the baby, because she's MY baby. This is why I said I didn't want you to come for the first couple weeks. Later that day when I was in the baby's room nursing, not only did she COME IN to a closed door, but literally tried to take the baby OUT OF MY ARMS WHILE SHE WAS EATING. DH was livid. He said to my dad, "I respect women, and I respect you, so with all due respect sir, control your wife!" |
Anonymous
There are so many from this ridiculous family that it's hard to know which story to choose first. Let's see, there was the NYE where we were "invited" (as if we had a choice) to spend the night at MILs place because she'd wanted all the family together for the night. Nevermind that (now ex thankfully) husband and I had plans at the time, he immediately broke those and agreed. So we pack up for the night and head the 15 minutes across town to spend the holiday night with MIL. We go in and are all taken around to room/sleeping assignments. Every other couple has a room with a bed a or at least an air mattress set up because they all have some sort of qualifier, like they're in from out of town, they have A CHILD, etc etc. We're then shown to FILs office where she quickly says she's sure we'll be fine sleeping in a couple of chairs in there and she'll try to remember to bring us some blankets. My DH immediately, without asking says that yes of course that is fine.  So we all head in to the main part in of the house for the family time MIL has been insisting on. She very quickly downs a single glass of wine then says she's sleepy and will be turning in for the night, at a bit before 8pm. Which is fine but why did all these people need to come cram in and spend the night...? Oh I do not miss a thing about that family.
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