I am sick of being the one to drive everyone - when ever they want. I have put a stop to it - but every once family function I still get told to "go get Aunt Carol" - and I refuse and this causes people to be mad at me.
Look, I don't care if she does not want to drive...she can and she does when she wants to go badly enough. She drives to work everyday and long distances to see her sister. But every fucking time she is to get together with mom or come to our house it's " Andi needs to come get me." Umm, I LIVE here, I am already at the get together site and I need to give up two hours of my fucking holiday to cart your ass around??? Drive your own fucking self!!!!! And you can never leave when you want to - you have to call a half hour before you want to leave and ASK if it's convenient for her to leave now...wait a half hour for her to "get ready" and then leave - and still wait because she's never ready. If you make the plans to be somewhere at X time - and it takes Y time to get there and someone is doing you the favor getting your ass - thereby of giving you more of their day-you be ready when they want NOT when your damned good and ready!
Yesterday we were supposed to go to Olive Garden - we needed to be there at 6. Mom announces at 5 that we need to pick up Aunt Carol at 5:30. I responded with _ I will take my own car. Que mom getting pissed off - and me more so ( mainly because mom is pissed at me rather than her entitled sister) and I insisted on taking my own car. Mom left at 5:20 and I left at 5:50..still made it at 6 and still made if before mom and Aunt Carol...because Aunt Carol was not ready and needed mom to do a chore or two for her. Did I mention that mom is 15 years older than Aunt Carol?
Which brings me to another reason I RESENT being the designated chaffeur-- the fucking extras people have no problem demanding when you are already doing them a large favor. It's NEVER as simple as go, they walk out the door and you leave. It's get there, wait for them to finish getting ready, wait for them to also do X,Y,Z or they tell you to do X,Y,Z , they go take care of getting the mail, ect ---and a good chunk of time has passed before you actually leave. Aunt Carol has no problem handing me a scrapping and telling me to scrape ( of snow and ice) her car -- when I am already driving her, or to clean the cat boxes or whatever. Yeah, I am done with it. Other folks state "since we are out I need to stop by this store, that store, pick up the dry cleaning and drop this off at friend's house" And then they get put out when you refuse ( politely). Umm, I am not a fucking taxi, car cleaner, whathaveyou. Find another way or another ride.
So as I was waiting for our table and before mom and Aunt Carol got there, I was leaning against a pole - Aunt carol walks in and walks INTO me, and leans against the same pole, so close that she is now in physical contact with me ---and then gets offended when I move. I really wanted to tell her to go to hell.
Then she started in on my not wearing a coat. And my nephew not wearing a coat.....we're adults. I am 52, nephew is 31 we can decide for ourselves when to wear coats! My mother does not even comment but the bitch aunt should. Yeah,,lady shut the fuck up!!!! So I walked away - and she's all like where do you thinkk you're going? again I am an adult I don't have to ask permission to leave the area.
So dinner is done, we leave and I go for a drive.... and STILL get home before mom- by an hour and a half. Why because the entitled aunt had MORE stuff she wanted done and 'You weren't there to do them." FUCK THAT NOISE.
and it is like this ev.er.y. time. I. drive. No more,,,from now on you want to go somewhere you get your damned ass there yourself.
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