« Last post by FauxFoodist on Yesterday at 11:31:28 PM »
This reminds me of DH's aunt who I'm not so fond of anymore after a road trip with her last year. Since I knew she and DH would be talking a lot, I figured I'd make things easier by having her sit in the front seat next to him while I sat in the back seat. First, she kept trying to talk us into taking her car instead, under the guise that she didn't want us to adding to the wear-and-tear of our car on her account (we would've been taking the car anyway without her around). She offered this when we told her we'd take her with us (DH relaying the offer to me), and I said we were better off taking our car because we'd be free to make a mess and not have to worry about dirtying up her car (she's a bit tightly wound; almost everything about her is "hospital corners" proper). She still tried to talk us into taking her car when we picked her up so I told her honestly that we'd rather take our car and not have to worry about being too messy. She then tried to insist I not "give up" the front seat, claiming that it was the seat of honor (or something like that) and that I, DH's wife, should be seated next to him. I told her it was fine and that she could have the front seat. She kept insisting. I ignored her and heard her voice go up in a sharp, no-longer-pleasant tone and demand when I headed for the back seat. I still ignored her and sat in the back seat (the last thing I wanted to have to worry about was DH being able to hear her talk from the back seat, plus I don't talk very much so it was better that she sit in the front). The trip kinda went downhill from there (I think because her daughter, DH's cousin, cut her off, so she "needed" someone to berate as her surrogate offspring; according to DH, she usually did this to him, even when her daughter was still speaking to her). After the way she treated me on this trip, I no longer thought the "Oh, don't be so generous on my account" routine was always on the up-and-up. It's a shame because I was pretty fond of her until last year; she treated me that badly on that trip. I now have my guard up whenever I see her because I'm going to be ready to fight back should she pick on me again as I don't trust her motives behind her "nice" tone anymore.