I'm going to describe this as factually as possible. 3 things in the space of one evening majorly hacked me off on Saturday:-
We had a big Family BBQ, got gourmet burgers for DSS and DSD (not the cheap stuff, all the toppings, pulled pork etc) and a couple of their friends who they had over in the afternoon. No special occasion for anyone, just wanted a nice family day.
Just before stepkids friends were about to arrive, OH was being helped by his dad to do a bit of DIY that we wanted to do before everyone got there, I was in the kitchen with his mum sorting out food, I overhear the following "DAD, what is wrong with you? WHEN I SPEAK I EXPECT YOU TO ANSWER ME, I DONT CARE IF YOU'RE BUSY, YOU'RE JUST RUDE." this goes on "It would be courteous of you to answer when I speak rather than tell me to shutup"
Now at this point I should add, all DH had said was "can you just hold on a second please darling as Grandpops and I need to get this sorted before people arrive, I'll talk to you in a second." He hadn't told her to shut up, I'd heard both sides and this is pretty much a transcription.
Fast forward to a couple of hours later, we cook and serve all the teen's food first, then we made the adults food - lamb that someone else had bought and a few salads.
As we sit down to dinner, DSD walks in and says to my OH "that's out of order, you've got better food than us, you never told me you had all that, can't believe you palmed me off with the shitty kids food. give me some of that"
So other half explains that she was fed at the same time as her friends so she can wait to see if there is any left after we've all eaten if she wants some"
DSD screams out "NO! you can give me some of yours, you're so out of order not telling me you've got that, you're just so bloody selfish saving all of that for yourself"
A few hours later and a couple of more gins for me because I'm about to blow my top, DSS is messing around on his bike and catches DSD's toe as he spins round in the street. DSD comes back into the house, OH gets her a plaster. She disappears upstairs. 10 mins she returns downstairs saying "I took the plaster off because it was annoying me by the way"
OH:- but your foot is still bleeding
DSD: yeah, I can't help it
OH: so have you got blood upstairs on the carpet
DSD: probably - I can't help it can I? It's not my fault my bro ran over my foot - stop having a fit about it
As I watched OH walk off with a bottle of 1001 carpet cleaner and a cloth up the stairs I had to leave the room and sit in the garden to calm down.
Eventually I went to bed early at 10Pm as I couldn't bear to be around her any longer. Or him for that matter (lets not reserve the fury for the stepchild) I think it was the drops of blood that had been left by both of them on the bathroom floor that I'd properly scrubbed that morning to make it spotless for our guests that made it worse!
The next morning I told OH exactly what I though of him for allowing his daughter to speak like that, he agreed but his daughter has been so out of order to him so many times that he's worried about standing up to her in case she stops visiting again. (she has a habit of manipulating both mum and dad. )
So, who is out of order here?
- the daughter for being repeatedly rude and disrespectful
- the dad for not putting her firmly in her place
- me for not telling both of them to get over it and be pleasant to each other and her to be respectful to her elders (we've talked about this before by the way but I get too annoyed to keep my cool with either of them)
- Grandparents who are innocent bystanders but then said "she just wants some attention" when I looked at them and said "seriously?" the first time DSD kicked off. They then told OH the same. This makes me think it's me who is out of order hence me asking.