When I (17 M) was 8, my parents bought me
a piano and signed me up for lessons. I was super excited because I love music.
Over time I kind of became known as the 'piano guy' at school. I play at school
concerts, accompany the school jazz choir, and play once a week for the residents at
a couple of retirement homes in our town. When I was 15, I started to
talk about quitting lessons, and my parents quickly tried to guilt me out of
it. I told them I wanted to try other things, and that between piano and studying, I didn't
have much time left for other extra curriculars. My Dad proposed a deal. If I kept playing
and taking lessons until I reached level 10 RCM (Royal Conservatory of Music), and
continued to keep my grades up at school, he would buy me a new car of my choice. I
jumped at it and we shook hands on the deal. I should explain that my family is well off
financially. I have a very privileged life, but I wouldn't say I've been spoiled. If I
ever want a luxury item like a new phone or game console, I have to buy it myself with money
I've saved from summer and after school jobs. I should also explain that my Dad's big on
loopholes. When we compete, he always finds a way to win, and when I do it doesn't count
because of some loophole. It drives me nuts, but he thinks it's hilarious. Whenever
I complain about him not playing fair, his answer is always the same: life isn't fair. So, because of our deal, I kept up with my
lessons. I spent about 1-2 hours a day on piano, while keeping my grades up. Last summer,
I took my level 9 RCM exams and passed, fulfilling my part of the deal. II told my
Dad I'd chosen the BMW X5 plug-in hybrid SUV. A couple of months ago, on my birthday, I
came downstairs for breakfast, and my Dad told me there was a surprise waiting for me in the
garage. I ran out, and sitting in the middle of the floor was a 1/24 scale, toy BMW X5. My Dad
burst out laughing and said, "A deal's a deal, so as promised here is your brand new BMW!" My
heart absolutely broke. I asked if he was being serious, and he said I couldn't seriously have
expected him to buy a 17 year old a real brand new BMW and that we could discuss getting me
a reasonably priced used car. I said we had a deal and I fulfilled my end of it, he said he
did too since I never said that the car had to be full size and drivable. I said he wasn't
being fair. His response: life isn't fair. Ever since this happened, I've been distant with
my Dad. I honestly feel like he betrayed my trust and that he deliberately made a fool out of me.
He keeps bringing up the idea of a used car, but I told him I'm not interested, which
I admit is kind of petty. I have enough money saved that I can buy a cheap used car
myself, and I just feel like if I accept one from him now it's like saying that breaking
his promise didn't matter and that he didn't do anything wrong. AITA? I got a dog 2 years
ago (Corgi) and she is very much so my side kick. I've been with my fiance for 5 years. My
fiance does like the dog but she is currently pregnant and experiencing massive migraines
and has been snapping at everything. So every morning when I get up I find my fiance
already awake and at the table relaxing. As soon as I get out of the bed, my dog goes nuts. It's
like super energy where she is running sideways, barking up a storm, jumping from the bed to the
floor a million times (causing the apartment to shake because it's old asf), etc and I will
sit there and sing made up songs to her and just freak around with her. It is pretty
noisy and I can be loud. It's just my way of interacting with my pet. I also have ADHD,
so I'm fully aware that I can be ridiculously loud and sometimes I simply forget to tone
it down. My fiance has complained about it a few times and I will absolutely try to tone it
down for awhile but as freaked up as it sounds, the second she stops complaining and it's "out
of sight, out of mind", I start doing it again. If I catch myself I apologize immediately but
sometimes I don't even catch myself doing it. So she has been getting up earlier than
normal because she says she needs "peace and quiet away from you and the dog" because
she can't hear herself think when we get up and then she starts getting migraines and
being overall ticked off. But now she is complaining because I can sense her not in the
bed anymore probably after twenty minutes of her being gone and her warmth no longer there
and then I'm wide awake and the dog senses it and ya know. So she's now getting ticked
because she thinks I'm purposely not letting her have space and purposely annoying her with
my behaviors. I'm not, truly but it seems like it I guess. I've tried just laying in bed for
awhile so she can relax but I get stir crazy and I also don't feel like I should have to stay
in bed so she can be alone when I live here too. But she flipped this morning. I felt her sneaking
out of bed this morning at 5am and tiptoe out of the room. I watched her sit at the table with her
book. Well, the dog saw me awake and immediately goes ballistic. Jumping on the bed, whining,
barking, etc. She comes in and says "will you guys calm down so I can have time to myself
for once?" I just side eyed her because I'm getting ticked at this point with her demands.
She says "well?" I tell her to get over herself. Just because she's pregnant doesn't mean I have to
change who I am or change how the household works or change my dynamic with my dog. She immediately
left after telling me to go freak myself and won't answer my calls. She's been gone for 6 hours.
My brother & SIL moved in temporarily. They're staying in the guests room. So far we've been
on the same page concerning all things except the decorative pillows. My wife loves adding
decorative pillows on beds, and she did the same with the guests bedroom. She did it to make
the room look better and also it's her preference. She came to me complaining about seeing the
decorative pillows in the guests room being put on the floor and not being put on bed during
the day. I went to talk with my brother and he explained that SIL was tired of having to move
the (7 pillows in total) pillows before using tthe bed. I explained how my wife finds this
disrespectful but He thought it was no big deal and that my wife was being a little too
obssessed especially since SIL is pregnant and can't put the pillows back every time. We had
a fight and I ended up calling him & SIL "rude guests" because of it. He & SIL got offended
and there was tension in the house over it. My wife isn't speaking to them, and
they aren't speaking to me. AITA? Maybe my wife overreacted, Maybe I shouldnt have
called them that but it is what it is so. I have two daughters Ashley (26F) and Alex (15F).
I'm gonna start by saying they don't get along that well and it is due to the age difference.
Recently though they have been getting closer since Ashley let Alex help plan the wedding, it
was really nice of her to include her in this. Well the wedding was yesterday and
it was suppose to wear formal attire, so before this we both got long dresses. Alex
was suppose to wear the dress she got which was sage green. Alex normally wears emo clothes at the
moment, which is fine. Well she came down in the green dress and put a large slit in it that does
up to her thigh. She also added a skull necklace, earnings, punk rock boots and really dark
makeup. I told her to take that jewelry off quickly and give me the dress so I could
fit the slit or at least make it shorter. Alex got mad and said it was fine and was in
the dresscode. I told her no and that you will stand out. She refused again and i told her
if she won't fix it then she can stay home. She refused again and she missed the wedding.
Ashley understood why her sister wasn't here, but my husband was furious with me and called
me a jerk. Alex is still not talking to me also Edit: Comments peoples said were relevant I got there really early before the wedding
and brought the issue up in person, Ashley was still getting ready, that's when we had
the conversation. She agreed it would be best. I also text my daughter that if
she changes the outfit I could pick her up in time for the wedding, no response. I am fine with her expressing herself, she picked out the dress and she told
me what she was gonna do for her makeup. Then the day of the wedding she did all of this.
The slit was so high I could see her underwear is she walked fast, not to mention the jewelry was
huge. i just don't get why she would do that, it was inappropriate to dress like that
for the event, there is a time and place. Not to mention my Ashley was fine
with Alex missing the wedding, she didn't want her there looking
like that either My daughter (f31) is currently in the process of moving.
She’s been living Brussels for the past 4 years and is now moving back to London
as she was offered a better position. She can move into her new flat in mid February so
she asked if she could stay with me and of course, I agreed, I missed her. If course, I
refused to accept any rent (she offered). It’s been great but one thing I’ve noticed
is that my daughter has a habit of ordering online. A lot. She runs out of toothpaste?
She won’t bother going to the shop, she’ll just order it online with her other essentials
like shampoo. Needs clothes or stuff for her new house? She’ll order it. She even bought
her father’s birthday gift and wrapping paper online. She even has groceries delivered because
she insisted she pays for them because she lives rent free. She barely goes to shops and because
of people like her our high streets are dying. It’s unhealthy and every time for a
week now, whenever a package came, I returned it which forced her
to shop locally a few times. But now, because quite a
few packages never arrived, she realised what’s been happening and
confronted me and she’s fuming. She accused me of treating her like a child and
saying I had no right to return her stuff. I told her that something had to be
done and I tried explaining my point but she told me she’s done, package
her stuff and went stay at a hotel, wasting money. I asked her to move back,
promised to not do it again b it she’s stubborn and won’t listen. She told me she’ll
stay at a hotel until she can move into her flat. I only wanted to help her but she’s being
so unreasonable. My husband stays neutral and I don’t know. Was I the jerk here?
Was I wrong for returning those packages. First - i'd seen the signs out front of
there house but didn't pay attention. I go out this morning with my family to do
shopping. i come home to find my quiet street PACKED - cars both sides narrowing it to one way. I get to my house and someone
had parked in my driveway. I keep going to next door
(fortunately i was facing that way). Auction was in full swing. Agent going mental, scumbags in suits everywhere. i roll
down the window and yell "whoever the inconsiderate jerk was that parked in my
driveway better move the F**kin car NOW!" silence. some old person gets in this crapy little yaris and moves it. i back into
my driveway and into my garage. about 10 mins later theres a knock on my
door. its one of the real estate flunkies who proceeded to chew me out for "ruining his
auction" and "costing the neighbour money" I told him i didn't give a freak and maybe
they should have given us notice of the auction (we got nothing in the mailbox)
and he can just pee off my property. My wife says i should have found a park and
walked up and asked nicely. I told her nice doesn't work in this situation. so AITA? After my
friend and I went to an escape room she said she was hungry and I offered to cook. She accepted and
we headed over to our house. There she asked why I haven’t gone to her restaurant in a while.
She works for a nice restaurant in town and we use to frequent because she got an employee
discount. I told her I pretty much stopped going to restaurants completely. She asked me why and I
told her inflation and the expectation to tip 20% at least has made restaurant food ridiculously
expensive. She got annoyed and told me I could afford it I live in a million dollar house. My
husband and I make good money but I don’t see why that means I have to go to restaurants. I
told her the main thing at restaurants I like to order (steak) is now $50 for a mediocre one. I
can get a top quality rib eye for $30 that I can cook in compound butter and fresh rosemary. She
made a face and told me that people with money that don’t have children should be helping
prop up the industry and complaining about tipping when I’m doing well. I felt attacked and
told her I’m doing what everyone’s advice is, if I can’t tip enough not to go out. I’m annoyed
by how high tipping has gotten we don’t even live in the us we live in Canada. She told me the
restaurants can’t even hire enough waitresses now so even with tips most people don’t make
enough serving. I told her it’s not my problem if they don’t make enough it’s their bosses job
to pay them and when I do eat out I tip what is expected. She got really mad told me I should be
more sympathetic to her since she can barely pay her bills waitressing since less people are eating
out and tipping and refused to talk to me while we ate. My (27f) friend (29F) is pregnant. She
wanted to do a gender reveal, so at her 20 week ultrasound she got the ultrasound technician to
write the gender on a piece of paper, put it in an envelope and gave it to me. She wanted me to order
those smoke cannons for her, her husband and their kids to pop at a photograph session to reveal
what their new baby is going to be. Personally I don’t see the point in them, but it made my friend
happy and I felt honoured that she trusted me with such a secret. When she handed me the envelope
she made me swear that under no circumstances I would tell her what it is no matter how much
she begged, or tell anyone else. I agreed. Fast forward, I’ve had this envelope for 2
weeks now, I’ve ordered the cannons and the gender reveal is in a few days. For the past
2 weeks my friend has HOUNDED me with texts begging me to just tell her what it is, but
then following up with “actually no I don’t want to know”. And it’s just been going back and
fourth like that. The texts were annoying but I just ignored it and understood she was just
excited. But the past 3 days she had begun hounding me at work - I work an office job and
I’m in and out of meetings all day. After the first day of a call into my work I asked her
to please just chill out and stop calling me at work. I reminded her that she made me promise
not to tell and she’d find out soon enough. Here is where I may be the jerk, I’d
been having a crappy day at work with a particular client being a giant PAITA.
I was stuck in a meeting with this client and the receptionist stuck her head in
and said I had an urgent phone call, thought it may have been my kids school so
I excused myself and took the call. It was my “friend” AGAIN. I just snapped and told her if
she wanted to know so badly it’s a boy!” And then I hung up the phone. My husband thinks I’m in the
right because there is only so much one person can take. But our mutual friends are calling me the
AH because I should have just kept my mouth shut. So AITA? I (21F) found out not too long
ago that my sister, Bea (36F) is pregnant after a long struggle with infertility and
I'm pumped and can't wait to be an aunt. Last week was the gender reveal party where
my Bea broke down crying after cutting the cake and seeing it was pink inside. Her
and her husband are thrilled because they apparently wanted a girl. She said right
then that the baby would be named Mary. For reference Bea is a "born again" christian.
She found Jesus during her third time in rehab. She'll go on and on to anyone who'll listen about
how she had "visions" of the Virgin Mary by her bedside telling her she would get better, that
the pain was temporary and how she would do great things after recovering. That was eight years
ago, she met her husband not long after that, in church, of course and fell head over heels in
love saying that God made them for each other. I kind of rolled my eyes at the declaration,
Mary is just so old, and boring. Bea asked me what was wrong, I was honest and told her
I thought the name was a little boring, at the least she could do something like
Miriam and make Mary a nickname. It's 2023, kids will make fun of her for having
an old lady name once she's older. I myself have an old lady name, think
Edith or something and it's a PAIN, kids in grade school constantly called
me grandma Edith and the sort, saying I was destined to be an old hag who would
live in the woods and have a crooked nose. I'm also worried for the baby,
Bea isn't a reliable person, she's been sober for years and everyone
still walks on eggshells around her, she used to run off to go on drug binges
all the time, a few times leaving me home alone as a kid so she could meet one of
her dealers while our parents where out. She brought it up a few days ago, mentioning
how she was hurt I didn't like the name and asked if I was being honest in my feelings. I
told her I was, Mary is a freaking stupid name, she'll get bullied in school for it or at
the very least if she goes to some kind of christian school it'll confused the heck out of
her because every other girl will be called Mary. She called me cruel and an jerk and accused me
of hating her and not caring that she was finally in a good place in life. As if she hasn't been
"in a good place in life" before and relapsed, leaving our parents in debt paying
for therapy and rehab that don't work and letting us clean up all
her messes over and over again. AITA? My brother (23m) was dumb
and invested a lot of his savings in crypto. He bought at the peak, sold at
the bottom, and lost a lot of money. He's been depressed/anxious about this
and beating himself up over it. My dad (48m) is ironically a financial advisor and
found out today when my brother admitted it. He had told my brother and me not to invest in crypto
when we joked about doge coin last year and he told us millions of times to diversify diversify
diversify. Well my brother didn't listen to any of that and my dad when he found out started being
a total sh*thead to my brother (in my opinion). Saying things like "tell me you're joking. You're
joking, right?? why on earth would you do such a dumb thing?", "I told you millions of times
last year not to buy crypto! you should only be buying diversified mutual index funds", "you
made these choices and now you're learning your expensive lesson". Things that are NOT HELPFUL
and not serving any purpose other than to fill my dad's ego and make my brother feel even worse.
Like seriously, why even say these things??? I (22f) told my dad to shut up since he's
not adding anything to the conversation (btw my brother at this point was near tears). My
dad got mad at me and maybe I went overboard, I was very upset for my brother, I screamed at
my dad that this is exactly why my brother and I never confide in him about anything important
and we go to our mom (they're divorced) instead since my mom actually has empathy. He
yelled back that he does have empathy, I said if he did then I wouldn't
be so excited to remove him out of my life when I'm older and not financially
dependent on him. Now we are not speaking. He didn't even apologize to my brother either. My
brother left and is probably still depressed. I feel bad now for making my dad so upset but
also, I feel like he reacted so sh*ttily to my brother for no reason! But now I feel
guilty. I also live with him currently. AITA for screaming at him for what he
said to my brother?? Sis is 28 I'm 26M. My sis N has always had a strained relationship
with our parents especially my mom. I am clearly not privy to the reasons because things are
fine with me and my parents. When N went to college she met her creative writing professor
as a freshman and they got close immediately. They would do a lot together and worked
closely on a few different writing projects. N never specifically said this, but it was obvious
to anyone who saw them interact that they had a substitute mother/daughter type relationship.
Which hurt my mom a lot to see. I always thought she'd grow out of it or that the prof would move
on but ten years later they were still very close. About a month ago the prof died unexpectedly
and it devastated N. She was really dperessed over the holidays which of course was all in
front of my mom and was a difficult reminder that N loved the prof as a mother way more
than she ever loved my mom as a mother. She still talks to my parents and stuff and
they don't fight or anything but N is very distant and doesn't tell them anything
about her life beyond the bare minimum. My mom tried to comfort N but N was doing
her distant thing and didn't want comfort. Something unfortunate that happened to N is
that when she got the call that she died, she was brewing tea and in the shock of the
news she spilled boiling water on her arm which burned her kinda badly on her wrist. I think
the burn was like on the borderline of 2nd and 3rd degree, and definitely still looked
pretty rough during the holidays. N said it was especially hard because in addition to
the physical pain, every time she looks at it she is reminded of the moment she found
out the prof died. Which I totally get. I was on facetime with N and she said she
talked to her tattoo artist friend who said that the burn should be able to heal well enough
to get a tattoo over it. N then excitedly told me about her idea which is a type of flower that
the prof gave her a bouquet of for her undergrad graduation. My mom was so embarrassed that day
because she didn't get N flowers but the prof did and N was parading them around so happy
and it was a reminder of their connection. I guess N and the prof exchanged these flowers
for every special occasion like birthdays etc. So now she wants to get a decent sized tattoo
in a highly visible spot of something that will remind everyone of the prof. I told N that this
seemed really cruel to my mom who already feels cast aside and like she's in exile from N.
And that's without the constant permanent reminder. N kind of scoffed and said "I can't
believe you think you have the right to tell me not to do this," called me an butt and hung
up and is still not talking to me except for a very brief text saying congrats for a promotion
I just got. My parents aren't commenting. My dad said I should have just kept quiet even though
he agrees and my mom made no comment but seemed grateful I stood up for her. I feel like I was
just being protective of my mom. But AITA? I (26F) am pretty in shape, I jog every day, and
eating healthy is pretty important to me. I also follow a low carb diet for health reasons
(used to have horrible IBS and mood swings). My girlfriend 'Elle' (28F) also eats fairly
healthy overall, but I do most of the cooking. Before we got together, Elle mostly just
ordered takeout and didn't cook much. We got together, and she's pretty happy overall
with our eating habits because I'm a good cook, but she still buys processed junk food and less
healthy items and keeps them around the house. I also bake a lot and Elle is
always happy to try what I make. Last year I proposed to Elle and she said yes.
We're now in the stages of wedding planning. Recently, I noticed that Elle had gained some
weight, and I'm a little worried about her health. Early on in our relationship, things were closed
(covid) and so we went on a lot of hikes, and we used to go for walks multiple mornings a week.
This, plus the fact that I was cooking for us and she was eating less takeout and processed food led
to her losing about 15lbs by accident. She wasn't overweight, but had gained some due to covid,
lost some, and after meeting me had lost the rest. I know living a sedentary life has its health
consequences and really isn't good for you, I really love Elle and want her
to be around for a long time. I feel like it's partially my fault that she
is gaining weight, because we used to go for more hikes and walks together, but then I started
jogging in place every. morning while watching TV (got too hot over the summer to walk and I
wanted more exercise) so now instead of us going for a walk, I'm there jogging while
Elle just sits and watches TV with me. I love Elle and find her very beautiful, I just worry about her health, and
her not getting enough exercise. Every now and then I suggest
she jog in place with me, or I'll send her on an errand to the grocery
store so she can get at least a little walk in, and she's happy to go get things,
but doesn't ever jog with me. Today, I tried to tell her that I was
worried about her health, and she got upset. I don't think I said anything bad, I told her
how much I love her and want her to be around, but am worried she doesn't get enough exercise. She took it fairly well but was very quiet,
and seemed kind of sad. Later I got an angry text from Elle's step-sister saying that I was
fat-shaming and calling me a horrible person. AITA here?
