Small things that still irritate you years later

[MrsToadofToadHall]

My SIL is a bit of an odd one. I think she is a bit jealous that I get on well with my in laws, and that I have the only girls in the family (she was always quite open about wanting one) she is also incredibly tactless and a bit of a busybody. She can however be lovely, and for the sake of harmony I bite my tongue

She visited the day after I had my youngest DD, walked straight over, lifted DD out of my arms, said "I'm not even going to say sorry for taking her, you've had her all to yourself" and then turned her back to me. DH was helping FIL in, who has mobility issues, and didn't see it, and I'd had a section and was in pain and frankly stunned.

It randomly popped into my head today, and the old leftover annoyance just put my teeth on edge all over again! And now I'm annoyed at myself for still being annoyed!

Wow! You have to admire her brazenness

Mine is also a SIL one. DH and I eloped as neither of us like being the centre of attention. We didn’t tell anyone at all, we just came back married.

SIL was due to get married SIX MONTHS later and when we told her the news her response was “But I’M the one getting married this year!” as if we’d decided to elope on the morning of her wedding

She then didn’t speak to us for a month. Bizarre really as we didn’t make a fuss about our wedding at all. And she still got her big white wedding and contrary to what she believed, her thunder wasn’t stolen!

MIL had been possessive and overbearing during my pregnancy, talking about the baby as if he was hers and I felt like I was a surrogate carrying her child the way she went on about it.

I had a horrendous birth. I lost a lot of blood and nearly died. She didn’t ask how I was after the birth once. My husband Skyped his parents when we were home from the hospital and the first thing she did was shriek down the phone ‘WHERES MY BABY???!!’ And didn’t ask about me at all. Still haven’t quite forgiven her for her complete lack of care for me during that time.

Hearing my ex husband's voice. When we got divorced I vowed that I never wanted to hear his droning , pedantic voice again. We only see each other at family functions every year or so, but as soon as I hear that voice lecturing some poor person in the crowd, my ears ache from the sound of it !

Letting workplace bullies away with what they did. I wasn't mentally strong enough to do anythinga bout it and they would have lied all the time anyway. I like to think the greatest revenge is loving well....but then I don't want to still be annoyed about it after all this time.

I go to a local drama club and over the years have ended up teaching at this club a couple of nights a week
One night one of the bosses popped in unexpectedly and I was 5 minutes late starting the class, my bad I know.

He went back to the top boss and told him I was 30 minutes late. This resulted in me getting a very public and embarrassing dressing down.

The following week I got a call from top boss, boss number 2 is running late for his class, can you cover?

I just replied, boss number 2 needs to hurry up then!

Still pisses me off even now. Do as I say and not as I do eh?

Oh and no I don't get paid for this, it's voluntary

I packed everything I'd bought and paid for when I left my ex whilst he was at work. I'm bloody annoyed I never took the tea bags and the windows I'd paid for!

ThisShitCrazy - why do you put up with that if it’s voluntary?

I only had one family wedding at my wedding reception. They had all gone home before the first dance including my mum and brother. I'm still upset by this 5 years on.

Several relatives taking loads of photos at our wedding, and then printing out several extra sets and sending them to each another, but not to us.

And a friend of DH's, a keen photographer, took heaps and sent copies to MIL. Who asked him for extras so she could send them to other family.

It was over 20 years ago and it still rankles.

This is petty but every year my family would travel from Northern Ireland to England to visit my grandparents. We always stopped at little chef for a meal. As a child if you finished your meal you would get a lolly pop. The only problem was I was couldn't have the lolly as the colouring's made me ill.

My mother would insist I finished the meal so she could get the lolly. Which would be fine of I got another sweet instead but I didn't. I had to sit in the car while my sisters ate their lollies and my mother ate mine with absolutely nothing to replace it.
Every single time we went
still irritates me at the grand old age of 43

Getting 3 numbers (from 5) and 1 of the star numbers (of 2) on the Euromillions draw and winning a grand total of £8.40.

Eight pounds forty pence.