To ask the worst behaviour at Christmas you’ve witnessed by an adult?

[SoniaFouler]

Mine is:

Drunk cousin (24 at the time) shouting and arguing with everyone for most of Boxing Day three years ago, then topped it off when someone told her to stop being stupid by standing up and scraping the entire contents of her dinner plate all over the table and made my aunt cry.

[CPL593H]

My parents were (probably) narc (mother) enabler (father) It was a complete warzone, where months of them setting up camp in different rooms and me and my brother sent as messengers between them was an absolutely normal occurrence. It was always quite difficult.

Except Christmas. For some reason that I cannot fathom, it was always fine. Walton's Mountain fine, for several days every year. I did probe this with Mum once and she said "I worked so hard to make it perfect I wasn't going to let anything spoil it for me"

Shame about the other 360 odd days of the year, but at least there are some nice memories. for all of you who had more difficult times, some of these stories are just awful.

[coronafiona]

@DimplesToadfoot

I was a single parent, on my knees financially, with no family of my own I had no help from anyone, the only presents my DS 9yo got were what I bought and it was never much. I scrimped and scraped to buy a remote control car, DS was playing with it on the driveway, the car was on the cusp of the driveway and pavement and had stopped moving, before either I or my son could get to it a man crossed the road and stomped on it, obviously shattering it into pieces. I shouted after the man but I'm disabled I couldn't give chase :-( my son was heartbroken and there was absolutely nothing I could do :-( eventually months later I had the money for another car, he didnt want one :-( Christmas never was the same for my DS after

How absolutely horrible. I'm so sorry

[Shehasadiamondinthesky]

I never go any more because spending xmas with relatives is like going to a chimps tea party. Its unbearable. I spend the day blissfully alone eating rice pudding out of a tin and watching crap in my PJs.
I was ordered to visit this year, because of covid and me working in the NHS I am a leper.
They wanted me to drive for 4 hours to their place before xmas, sit outside in the garden, with a mask on, for no more than two hours - no food or drink in case I contaminated anything and then go home - another 4 hours.
I declined and now I am a shit daughter and sister (no fucks given today).

[Ilikecheeseontoast]

Most of these are hilarious and some of them absolutely CANNOT BE TRUE!!!

[Chocolatier9]

When I was young and single I invited friends I’d made in the new neighbourhood, including one who was about to become a single mum and an old devoutly Catholic lady. The latter looked at the former’s advanced state of pregnancy and ringless finger and proceeded to ignore her all day.

We laugh about it now, single-mum and I, but I felt so sick at the time, it was so awkward.

[sjxoxo]

My younger brother, about 24 years old- came home from pub on Xmas eve, absolutely, totally pissed. Went for a wee in the downstairs loo, came out with no trousers or pants on, proceeded to march into the lounge where my parents, our 2 sets of elderly very proper Grandparents, some neighbours, and a couple of my parents friends, we’re all sat eating choccies and chit chatting.
Brother didn’t seem to notice everyone at all; got a handful of choccies and spent 30 seconds looking in various plug sockets for his phone charger, bearing all!!!!!

No one said a word, apart from my Grandad who is like an elderly version of Mr Carson from Downton Abbey: “I think we can all agree that women are by far the fairer sex. Men really are ugly beings.”

Haha!! X

[RavingAnnie]

@blackcoffeeplant

MIL having a fit on Boxing Day as our flight was delayed and we wouldn't be at hers in time for dinner. We booked the first available flight that day but it was late afternoon. She kept calling us at the airport demanding we get back sooner as dinner was at 5pm and no later.

We ran through the airport when we landed and got to her house at around 6pm, they had already ate dinner with BIL and SIL so we were served whatever had been leftover and nothing was heated up for us. She somehow managed to burn the bottom of these giant roast potatoes but the top of them were raw. These were covered with lumpy cold gravy while everyone else stood round the kitchen table watching us eat and some comments being made about ruining the family dinner as we were late.

I was about 21/22 at this point, husband (then boyfriend) could never stick up for himself and just took it. It was a sore point that we went to my parents for Xmas in a different country. Needless to say I didn't rush back for another Xmas/boxing day dinner and haven't actually spoken to them for about a decade. I'll never get over those roast potatoes.

Love the way it's the roast potatoes that is the bit that sticks with you 😂

[Doona]

We once has a guest who told my Mum to cook the stuffed capsicum a bit longer. It doesn't seem so bad now though.

[RavingAnnie]

These posts are making me feel sooo much better about my dysfunctional and crazy family!

[disconnected101]

@Cocolapew

That would be me.
Newly married and Mil throw a major tantrum that we had to spend our first Christmas with her. Neither me nor DH actually like his parents.
We trudged through the snow to be met at the door by my SIL and her boyfriend.
Mil and Fil had worked nightshift and were in bed.
So we started drinking. Sil was in charge of making vegetable soup as a starter. It was in the pressure cooker and we couldn't figure out how to use it and the soup ended up exploding all over the ceiling and us.
By the time they woke up and we started to eat the 4 of us were legless. I had to keep leaving the table to boke.
Later we were playing Monopoly and FIL started shouting that he couldn't hear Emmerdale and kicked the board around the living room.
We left at this point and I went upstairs for a wee and fell down the stairs splitting my trousers.
It took us ages to walk home in a bloody blizzard pissed as farts and my arse hanging out of my breeks.

Pissing myself at this

[SquidGame]

Sitting and watching a film with the in-laws. Most people were dosing off after a big dinner but I heard one ask her stepson for a hug. He shied away and she told him that if he didn't hug her immediately then all his toys were going in the bin. Chilled me to the bone

[PinkPrettyPearls]

@DimplesToadfoot

I was a single parent, on my knees financially, with no family of my own I had no help from anyone, the only presents my DS 9yo got were what I bought and it was never much. I scrimped and scraped to buy a remote control car, DS was playing with it on the driveway, the car was on the cusp of the driveway and pavement and had stopped moving, before either I or my son could get to it a man crossed the road and stomped on it, obviously shattering it into pieces. I shouted after the man but I'm disabled I couldn't give chase :-( my son was heartbroken and there was absolutely nothing I could do :-( eventually months later I had the money for another car, he didnt want one :-( Christmas never was the same for my DS after

Heartbreaking.
I hope you have a lovely Christmas this year.



To be very honest, my idea of a lovely Christmas would be some very simple food, even sandwiches, some good films to watch and all the family being nice to one another. ( older ones fight and argue without fail, ruining the day for everyone else)

[AliceMcK]

Hadn’t seen my family in 4 years and we hadn’t had Christmas together as a family for a good 15 years. My B got very drunk, he was always a lightweight but suspect there were other things being consumed. We manage to wrap the day up with out much incident other than him being a bit letchy, loud and obnoxious. About half an hour later there is loud shouting, B is back with his DP, they had left their car keys behind so my parents could drop the car off the next day, even if they were fit to drive the car was snowed in. The house keys were on the same key ring. Anyway B is pissed off as they had forgotten his DP had given me her house keys Xmas Eve when I stayed at their house. I locked up and posted them through the letter box, as requested. So they couldn’t get in. B is also pissed because he’d tipped the original taxi driver all his cash (this is pre taxis taking cards). We paid the taxi as B didn’t want to go back in the same taxi. B started kicking off throws his keys somewhere in ridiculously thick snow and storms off, not before telling our DF he hoped he died and having a go and the rest of us, so now no one has keys to his house. Eventually we find them and his DP wants to go home, cue new taxi and cash given to her.

A short while later the DP is on the phone crying B has kicked their front door in and smashed everything including her 4yos Christmas presents (her 4yo was with his dad so not there). So now we have to go get her. Only sober people are the women, myself, SIL & mother, the only car not snowed in is SILs, nice sports car that DB says no chance mother driving and no chance his wife’s going without him. I can’t drive manual, So the 3 of them go to get DP, police are called as B is in street screaming with a knife and making threats, house is trashed but police won’t do anything as it’s Bs house and Bs not stupid he got rid of the knife as soon as he knew they were coming and denied he had it. After DB tries pushing police to do something they threaten to arrest him so he walks away and the 4 of them come back. I open front door to DP covered in blood. My DF was so quiet after everyone calms down he just asks if my B hit her, she looks at my DF and says hit me, no he fucking hit me but I fucking beat the shit out of the bastard when I saw what he did to my home and kids presents. Very calmly my DF said, so let me get this right you’ve been beating my son. It dosnt sound it but the way he did it we all just burst out laughing as it broke all the tension.

This was 18 years ago, I’ve only spent 1 Christmas Day with the lot of them once since then and that was only because my DF died just before Xmas so we spent it together. I made sure to leave early.

[BiBabbles]

I had several terrible Christmases, but the actual absolute worst was my mother repeatedly slamming my father's head into a brick fireplace while my young siblings and I watched on until he was able to remove her from the room.

I no longer remember what happened after that or even what was being said other than shouting (I remember the vibrations) and she definitely meant to kill him. I suspect she was drunk at the time, possibly mixed with pills. I was very little, trying to be very brave by the towering Christmas tree, keeping myself between my mother and my infant sister (so I was 3-5). It's my earliest memory, I was so scared it burnt into me.

Interesting that in so many cases it's the poster's mother who has behaved so badly.

I've noticed that over the years with similar discussion and threads and I've thought that so many people have this ideal of the perfect holiday is so tightly wound up that when things go wrong, they snap and particularly if inhibitions are lowered through drugs, they snap severely. In some circles, it's really attached the idea of how a good mother/grandmother should be and when that snaps, some seem to feel like it's been fucked up a bit, might as while full force.

With my mother, she's a violent person and she had a fuckton of ideas of how Christmas 'should' be and every fucking year, things didn't work out the way she planned and we paid the price for her expectations never being met.

[KT727]

@DimplesToadfoot

I was a single parent, on my knees financially, with no family of my own I had no help from anyone, the only presents my DS 9yo got were what I bought and it was never much. I scrimped and scraped to buy a remote control car, DS was playing with it on the driveway, the car was on the cusp of the driveway and pavement and had stopped moving, before either I or my son could get to it a man crossed the road and stomped on it, obviously shattering it into pieces. I shouted after the man but I'm disabled I couldn't give chase :-( my son was heartbroken and there was absolutely nothing I could do :-( eventually months later I had the money for another car, he didnt want one :-( Christmas never was the same for my DS after

God, that's horrible- your poor son!

[KT727]

@BiBabbles

I had several terrible Christmases, but the actual absolute worst was my mother repeatedly slamming my father's head into a brick fireplace while my young siblings and I watched on until he was able to remove her from the room.

I no longer remember what happened after that or even what was being said other than shouting (I remember the vibrations) and she definitely meant to kill him. I suspect she was drunk at the time, possibly mixed with pills. I was very little, trying to be very brave by the towering Christmas tree, keeping myself between my mother and my infant sister (so I was 3-5). It's my earliest memory, I was so scared it burnt into me.

Interesting that in so many cases it's the poster's mother who has behaved so badly.

I've noticed that over the years with similar discussion and threads and I've thought that so many people have this ideal of the perfect holiday is so tightly wound up that when things go wrong, they snap and particularly if inhibitions are lowered through drugs, they snap severely. In some circles, it's really attached the idea of how a good mother/grandmother should be and when that snaps, some seem to feel like it's been fucked up a bit, might as while full force.

With my mother, she's a violent person and she had a fuckton of ideas of how Christmas 'should' be and every fucking year, things didn't work out the way she planned and we paid the price for her expectations never being met.

I'm so sorry that happened- how scary for you.

[FlyingSoHigh]

When the DC were tiny (9 months and 2), mil organised a family dinner for all of us on Xmas Eve that started after the DC's bedtime. We went, tried to keep the kids going but we ended up with 2 exhausted, crying kids before she'd even served the main course. We said we had to leave (I was sitting in a separate room with the DC at this point so their crying didn't spoil dinner) - but mil then refused to speak to us as we left and we were accused later of ruining Xmas.

[slapperschild]

invited DM and latest BF to first xmas with then DP. She flirted with DP him all day as she got progressively more drunk and started talking about sex see namechange told DP when i wasn't in room that i was so boring that sex must be also be boring and that he should visit her and she would teach him a few tricks he wouldn't get from me.
never been invited again.

[Holothane]

My ex the Christmas eves I’ve spent praying he wouldn’t be drunk and get home for Christmas.one year he’d not wrapped presents stayed out all night the night before Christmas Eve, he ruined many a Christmas.

[FrancescaContini]

@TwoleftUggs

Mil wanted our dd to open presents from her on Xmas eve. We said not til xmas day. She threw a massive strop and chucked all our presents down the stairs one by one.

[HollowTalk]

@Buzzer3555

My mum got pissed and broke all my daughters Christmas presents then shat in her bed.

I think you win!

[HollowTalk]

@PowerhouseOfTheCell

Went to the pubs Xmas Eve with some friends, one friends mum turns up wasted with a group of men we don’t know. Declares to the whole pub she’s had a gang bang and just been fingered in the beer garden! Absolute silence descends. My friend and her mum ended up scrapping in a bus shelter.
We’ve never spoken of it again but every time I go past that pub I shudder

Though this is a close second.

[52andblue]

Two come to mind: the year of Live Aid when my Mother refused to acknowledge Christmas at all because of the poor children in Africa. It wasn't that we donated the modest amounts we'd usually have spent on Xmas to Live Aid (or any other charity) we just didn't have any gifts, decorations or a nice meal that year. We didn't even go to Church, which struck me as odd as surely prayers would be good? When I said as much my Mother slapped me around the face.
I remember the year my MIL invited us for Christmas (Scotland / Birmingham) She cancelled on Xmas Eve because 'SIL feels it will be too crowded with her friends there'. No other reason given. 8 suspect SIL (not a nice person) was behind it but it was never 'allowed' to be mentioned again so who really knows? I am so glad we'd not sent our modest gifts (to each other & our kids) 'ahead to be opened there' as instructed but were bringing them with us in the car. We had no special Xmas food in though as we'd expected to be away. My kids were 6 & 4. We got the gifts back out 9f the boot, had bacon sandwiches & apples for Xmas Dinner & never considered spending Xmas with them again.

[Shallwegoforawalk]

@Buzzer3555

My mum got pissed and broke all my daughters Christmas presents then shat in her bed.

[batmanladybird]

My sil who yelled
You can all fuck the fuck off as she stormed out
Can't even remember why