Revenge Stories When People Get Way Too Personal

My mom is pretty nasty to my wife. I stand up for the Mrs every time, but it is still something we are working on (or will be in the future, right now my mom is on my house, my rules power trip). This happened when we had our own place.

We’ve never been super well off, and our car was a piece of work and the passenger side front window could not be rolled up.

We picked my mom up at the airport. My lovely was in the front, and instead of a greeting, the first thing out of my mom’s mouth was that she was sitting in the front.

I nicely asked her to get in the back, but she fought with me about how my wife is disrespectful. My mom went to put her bag in the trunk, and I asked my wife to sit in the back. She gave me a look of betrayal, but I promised her it would be worth it.

I mentioned to my mom that the window doesn’t roll up, but she didn’t care. It was a nice sunny day, the perfect day actually for a car wash. My mom seemed to have forgotten about her window until the water hit her in the face.

She started swearing at me, but I just blew my wife a kiss. The best part was the cloth thing with the big soapy mess, and yes the car got soaked, but it was 100% worth it. My mom was wet and furious, so of course, we stopped at the drive-thru, got some ice cream, and took a long way home.

Amazingly my mom was happy to sit in the back when we brought her back to the airport.”

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Dad grew up in what is now the Rust Belt back when the Rust was starting to form (so ’50s-’70s).

So it was a Wild West scenario, especially in his blue-collar hometown. People were leaving to find better jobs and the big factories were beginning to downsize/shut down. His hometown quickly gained a reputation as a dangerous place to live. This became true after the city didn’t have enough funds to pay the police force to work 7 days a week.