My in-laws are from Hell. I have many examples of their Hellishness, which probably don’t amount to much when compared to war, hunger, torture, etc.
But they still drive me crazy.
Example Number One:
My in-laws have a chain of command. If I want to bring up a serious subject to my father-in-law, I have to tell my husband about it. He in turn tells my mother-in-law, who tells my father-in-law. The answer comes back down the chain the same way. I always have to go through my husband. If I don’t, people get pissy.
In my own family, I can talk to my father. I can actually look at him straight in the eyes and ask him serious, tough questions. He has the right not to answer, to tell me he doesn’t feel like talking about it, or to think about it for a while.
Isn’t life easier when there is open, honest communciation between EVERYONE? Do these people LIKE stress?
More examples to come…
Most common question I ask: “What?”
Most common question I get: “Are you really hearing impaired?”