My ex-husband’s girlfriend was out shopping recently and saw a pair of boots she thought my 12-y.o. son might like. He wasn’t there to try them on, but she bought them anyway, apparently thinking she could bring them back if they didn’t fit.
He tried them on, they were tight but he didn’t want to disappoint her so he said nothing and wore them for a few days while at his dad’s. On Sunday, he wore them to my house. The next day, being the first day of March break, he was coming to work with me and asked if he could wear his running shoes instead of the boots. I asked why, he said they hurt his feet. I checked them, they’re a size 6, he’s a size 7, so of course, I said no problem. We decided we’d drop them at his dad’s house on the way into work in case his girlfriend wanted to wear them herself, she has small feet and maybe she can wear them or something. (They’re unisex hiking boots) I dunno, it’s just a courtesy, otherwise I’d have thrown them in the Goodwill bag, they’re just cheap faux leather, maybe twenty bucks, tops.
We get to his dad’s house, my son goes into the house with the boots to explain the situation. I hear his father yelling at him from outside, where I stand waiting. My son comes out, crestfallen. He’d gotten into trouble for not saying something sooner, as now they can’t return the boots. Well, of course I have to say something to his dad, so I ring the doorbell and tell the ex why our son didn’t say anything to begin with. I point out that she made the decision to buy a pair of boots without my son there to try them on. The kid’s only 12, didn’t think about the possibility of returning the boots, only that his dad’s girlfriend tried to do something nice for him.
My ex apologizes to my son, tells him it’s okay, they’ll take the boots to Goodwill and I will buy him another pair of boots. Situation over, we go on our merry way.
Later that day, my husband goes home early to get dinner started and finds an abrupt message on our answering machine, for my son, from the girlfriend. She sounds pissed and wants my son to call her immediately. I think “Wtf is this about, the boots? What else could it be? I’d better call her and find out because I don’t want my kid getting in shit over nothing again.”
I call, she answers. I ask her what the problem is, she flips out and shrieks that it’s “none of my business” and SHE will speak to my son on Monday when she sees him. Then hangs up in my ear.
I call back, the ex answers. I ask him, wtf??? He sounds uptight, refuses to talk about it and we bicker for a few minutes. I tell him she better not get into my son’s face about the boots since he’s already been unfairly yelled at, and leave it at that.
Tempest in a teapot, yes. But is it really none of my business? I’m thinking, he’s MY kid, what could she have to say to him (especially in that tone) that’s not my business?
Was I wrong to phone her? Is it none of my business?