I met a woman at work-she was a customer
I do hair on the side and agreed to do hers for mates rates-and she became a friend of sorts
it got to the point I dreaded her coming round-she’d sit for hours demanding stuff and talking at me,slagging off people I’d never met and had no interest in
anyway,she rang once and my son answered-she hit the roof that I hadn’t answered and had a go at him for being rude (all he said was ‘hello’ but we have a different accent so ‘hello’ might have sounded like ‘ello’,still not rude)
I tried to cut it then but about 6 weeks later,my amazing mil had come to see us
for context shes the sort of lady who you wouldn’t talk to about sex-we just dont,she doesn’t need to know what dp and I do in the bedroom
Anyway,this woman bangs on the door and mil answered it (which was 100% fine)
this woman barges past her,demanded mil make her a coffee and she sat on my sofa,talking at poor mil as I came down the stairs
as soon as this woman sees me she smirks and says ‘so silver,where can I sit on this sofa?’
me-(a bit confused) ‘er,any of it?’
her-‘oh,I wasn’t sure where you’d had sex with dp on it-you told me you regularly had sex with him here’
my poor mil just looked mortified (god knows what my face looked like) and she just sat rabbiting on about men she’d fucked in her life-while asking mil if she’d done that with my fil (who we’d only lost a few months ago)
I found my backbone-threw her out and vowed never to talk to her again
fucking blow me-she rocked up at my work a few weeks ago and started yelling at my (lovely) manager about why I hadn’t been promoted (because I don’t want to be) and getting right in his face,making jabbing movements with her finger (I was on my break and didn’t know any of this)
she’s now banned and I’ll never speak to her again-she’s shown me up once too often