Apologies that this is more epic saga than short story - trying to make sure everything is Included with no drip feed.
The cast:
Me - only child who works freelance in IT. Lives several hundred miles away from family but recently staying with DM a lot as DM about to have surgeries and DM lives close to current client.
DM - 74 and widowed for 12 years and disable but manages mostly non her own. Didn’t know anything about computers or tech until dad died and had to learn.
Aunt - 80 year old aunt who is bullied by her husband. Has children of her own one of whom is a very senior fd.
Uncle - 85 year old husband to aunt. Insists on his food being cut up for him and will not engage with technology. Thinks everything should be done manually.
MrD - actually 74 year old other uncle but walking disaster and breaks everything he touches. The only man I know to break 8 printers in five years.
The scene: since dad dies I have no issues with helped my my mother out. I do get increasingly annoyed at being volunteered to be the woolly family technical support line.
The plot: MrD breaks everything. He borrows hoovers and sucks up stuff that shouldn’t be sucked up so breaks them. He is just a disaster. He crashed an iPad so it had to be rebuilt. We keep telling mother that she is not to let him near anything. Nothing.
Four weeks ago he broke another printer so came flying down to mothers to use hers. And broke hers - print head problems. As she is disabled she wasn’t with him so. Any vouch for what he did and he claims he used it properly. I do not believe him. I replaced mothers printer and said that if he ever was let Newark anything ever again I was not getting involved.
Roll on to this weekend. DM, aunt, uncle and mr D regularly go out for meals which they book using groupon etc. Turns are taken to pay except when it’s aunt and uncles turn to pay. Uncle will not allow aunt to buy anything online and normally what happpens is dm or mr d book and they give him the money. This time mr d insisted aunt book it so used my dms iPad to book it using aunts account.
I have no idea what he did or how but somehow he’s managed to lock aunt out of her email account and she hasn’t got he password (because uncle won’t let her use passwords) nor has she acces to the recovery email account. In other words she stuffed.
The problem: Sunday night I’m watching a movie st home when I get a call from DM. Could I help aunt out trying to get into her email. I said no, I was watching a movie.
Queue the emotional blackmail “could you just give her a little tinkle on the phone as it would help calm her nerves as uncle is kicking off.
So I did. An hour an a half later I got off the phone after trying g to explain in 19 different ways she could. It recover her email without either he password or the recovery email account.
I was livid. Told dm that I wasn’t technical support and I’d already said I wasn’t fixing any of MrD?s messes and it was their own fault. Asked why couldn’t aunt get her son to help her, why is it always me that has to be volunteered to help. Got told that he has five kids and is manic getting them ready for school week - implication being because I don’t have kids my time isn’t important. She denies she meant that but that is how it reads to me.
Yesterday was on way to mothers when I eat told MrD needs help with his sky - he can find the programs he wants on demand coils I call him when I get there to help him. I said I wasn’t sky support and maybe he should call them.
DH speaks to DM in be mean time and reiterates my point I am not tech support and am getting sick of it.
I got told my dad would be rolling in his grave as he would do anything to help anyone.
My point is, I will and I have but if they keep letting MrD break things I do t have to keep fixing it.
And if you’ve got to the end of all that- am I being unreasonable for finally reaching breaking point?