My mum is so so RUDE...tell me your horror storys.

[charliecat]

She butts into the kids conversations like they werent saying anything, she even done it today to a woman in the supermarket who I was talking too.
She farts loudly and doesnt even apologise. Thinks its amusing. Which in your front room it might be, but not in public FGS.
She trys to shame me in front of the neighbours by saying Oh have you not tidyed that up yet....
Please rant and make my mum seem insignificant.

On my wedding day, my mum let it slip about my mil's boyfriend to her HUSBAND!!!Most people left after this, but luckily nobody got hurt!!!

My mum also farts and burps whenever she chooses. She also butts in when the kids are talking but exoects them to wait for a gap. She says rude things to people, including me and dh, all the time.

She says it's a bit like tourettes. She also says now that she's 65 she has earned the right to be herself.

I try to let it wash over me.

Twiglett, that's the poem that springs to my mind too.

It must be born in mind that we change into our mothers, so it might be prudent to humour them.

spidermama, your last post could have been describing my mum!!!!

to be fair though, mine can't help the farting as she's had colon cancer

stil whiffs though - but I actually find it quite funny (shoot me)

My mum comes into the bathroom when I'm brushing my teeth, sits on the loo, and I assume she's weeing then I here it, and I say,
'Oh My God! You're pooing aren't you?'
She just laughs. Guffaws in fact.
Perhaps I'm humourless, but I don't want to smell my mum's poo. Is that reasonable?

I'm laughnig out loud here - I love toilet talk!!!!

my god, i think i am turning into my mum already!!! dp will be pleased!

My policy teavee is to be as nice as possible to dh now before I comepletely turn into my mum. Also, I pretend I'm not turning into my mum.
God knows if he turns into his dad it'll serve me right.

!!! I'm so glad my mum has a double!
I also try and keep myself in check to avoid the inevitable!

Its my grandmother thats rude rather than my mother.

just after having ds1 she told my hubby "bet you wish you hadnt married her now! look how fat shes got, you wont want to touch that!"

and when she invites us over for dinner she stands over me counting every mouthful i eat. she also serves pudding to everyone else and never lets me have any!!!

I really hope none of my dh's family see this but my MIL and PIL are disgusting, they stink and their house is a tip and it smells of yoghurt.

My mum is weird. She kicked me out when I was in labour, so I wouldn't get her floor wet if my waters broke. This was my second labour. My first, I was single and she palmed me off on her (drunken) friend while she went on a night out with my dad. Her friend was going to drive me to hospital!

Luckily, I escaped with my sister and we got an ambulance in the end but I spent the night before I gave birth to DS1 in a pub having three minute apart contractions with drunk men saying "lie down and I'll tell you how dilated you are". My mum's friend asked me to help her wrap her dss Christmas presents to take my mind off the pain. Then my mum fell came in drunk and fell on me, and told me to make her a cup of tea (in her friend's house/pub) as she was nervous cause she was gonna be a Gran the next day!!

My mum talks about sex to me, my dh, her mum in law (gosh, I wouldn't dare) and everyone knows she and her friends share their vibrators!

steffee gross with the vibrators!!!! pmsl though

My mum isn't embarrassing, just a bit - dare I say this - stupid at times

She once went in a cafe and asked for a sausage splash without the tomato

My sister asked her a while ago if Dad had got a wood drill bit she could borrow and Mum said "no, all ours are metal"

She sounds like the old woman on the Catherine Tate show..if you haven't seen it, you should!

That was to Charliecat, btw.

Dare I ask... what's a sausage splash...??

PMSL morningpaper and NAAMum!

Mine always butts in but uses her hard of hearingness as an excuse.

Asks my DP for IT advice (its his job) then disagrees with his answer and tells him what it really is. He tries not to get into conversations with her now - he cant bite his lip like we all do!

I told my mum to stop ringing so late at night for a chat because we go to bed at x time. She asked me when it was reasonable to ring (finally) so i said best make it before 9.30pm. She now regularly rings at 9.27/28pm. I think she kind of missed the point.

I know that sounds tame but i could be here all afternoon doing this. Oh, she asked my dad to ask my bro's girlfriend to move out from their home, accused her of stealing from work, being with my bro for his money (he's a policeman FFS), told EVERYONE she had gone bankrupt. When she finally walked out one night, my mum was upset because she didnt like "the way" she walked out.

Tells me i cant take pain because i had an epidural. I shouldve smoked to have had smaller babies. When ive asked for help she says hat i have it tough, but of course she dont know how she coped with 4 of us with no washing machine, car etc. (Because SHE had her EFFING mother living with her - thats how she coped - i know - i was there!).

Generally thinks the whole world is against her, and everything anyone does is to upset her.

There are plenty more stories like that.

A sausage splash is a sandwich with sausage and tomatoes in...

The lady in the cafe just looked at mum for a few seconds then said "so you want a sausage sandwich then?"

Right. Not heard it called that before.

My grandmother was not what I would call racist exactly, but she had some of the values and modes of expression that you might expect in someone born before the First World War. One notable habit was to call black and Asian people, 'darkies'. Since she was profoundly deaf, this was usually done at high volume. She wasn't being abusive, particularly - merely using it as a term of identification. One learned to develop a rictus of polite, apologetic but faintly dissociated smiles...

When she died, one of the undertaker's pall-bearers at her funeral was a huuuge eight foot six Afro-Caribbean bloke... my parents and I flinched just from the knowledge of what she would have said, had she not been in the box.

at some of these stories.My mum isn't rude,but my gran was.She would push to the front of any queue'because she couldn't stand for very long'.

When I told her that dh & I were getting married,she said in front of dh 'Oh,I'm surprised she's settling down.She's always been VERY popular with the boys,you know'.She also said that she was glad that my sister was going to be our bridesmaid,'because of her disability'.My sister has asthma,which my gran classed as a disability.She threatened to wear a wig to our wedding as she didn't like her own hair.We decided to get married abroad,|(unsurprisingly)which upset her considerably & she refused to come to the reception,which we had back home,because we wouldn't abandon our guests & leave the reception at the same time & in the same taxi as her.

She then told everyone in the same small town that we lived in,that it was tragic that her grandaughter had got married & hadn't invited her to the reception.

After she'd dropped hints for years,we told her that it was unlikely we'd ever have children,due to unexplained infertility.She said that she hoped it wasn't true because you're nothing without a family of your own.Queen of tact she wasn't.

I hope I don't end up like her.