‘She was an epic evil mother-in-law’: Woman gets revenge on soon-to-be ex-husband by using his own mother against him at 7 AM Saturday Morning

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    “I was calling his mother. When [my husband] realized this, he started frantically gesturing at me to stop..."
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    Your pen? You're right, I should never... A few decades ago I was living with my then husband, "Joe", in the California Bay Area. His mother, back home in New York, was an epic evil mother in law to me, expressing opposition to my existence even before she & I had met. Joe wavered between basking in her constant admiration of him and recoiling from her smothering him. For me she never had anything but contempt, and she occasionally managed to manipulate arguments between me & my guy.
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    MIL telephoned frequently, which I found strange since my parents always left it up to me to call them rather than risk imposing themselves. MIL had no such qualms. Joe wanted to avoid her calls, so I was often the one to answer the phone, and I would usually make up some excuse as to why Joe couldn't be reached right then. (This was before we got our first answering machine; they weren't yet common.)
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    Being an early riser, MIL hated that our lifestyle included sleeping in (until at least 10 AM) on Saturday and Sunday mornings after staying out late on Friday or Saturday nights. (Often dancing at clubs or going to movies.) Living three time zones ahead of us, MIL felt impatient having to wait to call her precious boy to hear his voice. (I assume she got him on the phone soon after he got to the office on weekdays, where he couldn't duck her calls.)
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    So pretty much every weekend she would phone us around 7 or 8 AM on a Saturday or Sunday. Nothing Joe said could dissuade her; she believed that as his mother it was her right, and that we were lucky that she wasn't calling even earlier. Being a light sleeper, I'd quickly rise to answer the phone before Joe's sleep would be disturbed. I refused to wake him just to let his Mom smother him, and Joe was grateful for my running interference. His mother would seethe in helpless fury at my disobedienc
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    Early one Saturday morning MIL actually had a message to leave that required me to get pen & paper, probably a phone number. I rummaged on Joe's desk for a pen, then faithfully wrote down the info, and eventually got that awful demanding woman off the phone. Meanwhile Joe's form loomed in the doorway; the sound of my messing with his desk aparently had alarmed him into getting up. As soon as I hung up, he demanded whether I had used his pen. Yep, I had, so what?
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    Joe had OCD, which made him good at his detail-oriented job, but a bit of aj at home when it came to his personal belongings. Whatever was his wasn't to be touched by me, and was cared for meticulously by him; but whatever was mine was used by him, carelessly. He accidentally broke stuff, but only my stuff. I tended to ignore his absurd selfish rules about what I could touch of his. But I was
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    admittedly an absent-minded pen thief (accidentally carrying away whatever pen I had in my hand), so he had good reason to protect his more expensive pens from me. Seeing his favorite pen in my hand, Joe became furious, and raised his voice, yelling at me to never again touch his pens. I tried to protest that I had been doing him a favor, but Joe's righteous anger kept him ranting.
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    I was seething at the injustice, and said cooly, "You're right. What I did was completely wrong." Then I grabbed the phone (it was a big heavy thing back then), and started dialing. Joe suddenly looked uneasy, all anger gone. I was calling his mother. When Joe realized this, he started frantically gesturing at me to stop. In the sweetest voice (while glaring balefully at my husband) I apologized profusely to MIL for gate-keeping her away from her son. (Joe slowly put his hands to his head in hor
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    I said that Joe had just now scolded me at length for not putting him on the phone with his mother, and that I had promised him to never do that again. (Joe theatrically sank to his knees with his clenched hands raised towards me in supplication.) Then the kicker: I told my MIL that Joe is standing here wanting to talk to her, and that I'm giving him the phone now. Joe would have preferred to be in a dentist chair getting drilled than to talk to his clingy mother on the phone, especially first t
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    For the rest of our (short) marriage, I never again answered the phone early on a weekend morning, nor did I ever again get in the way of Joe's mother's calls to her son. I'd always cheerfully let MIL know that he is right here and wanting to speak with her. Tl;dr: After my husband scolded me for using his pen to do him a favor, I got revenge by never doing that favor again.
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    thanksiloveyourbutt Good for you, that marriage sounded penful, ahem, PAINFUL. Any partner who makes you responsible for their anxiety, not to mention their awful mother, is far from supportive, caring, kind. F him and his mom! WifeofBath1984 Lol I rolled my eyes so hard at penful Zoreb1 That marriage inks...er, stinks. Glad it got erased even if it remains a blot on the memory.
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    Teto_the_foxsquirrel Perfect! It's always telling when someone is so particular about their things but have no problems breaking someone else's stuff. They obviously know how to not break things. It's just a casually cruel way to treat others. Expert Slip7543 OP It wasn't malicious; it's just that his OCD that made him careful didn't apply to my things.
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    JaneNotKnowing My mother would call early in the morning, not really a problem during the week, just annoying. But she'd also call early on the weekend. I kept reminding her that we worked hard and liked to sleep past 7 when we could. But she kept doing it. Drove me n ts. So, one Sunday she called at 6:30. I picked up the phone (landline, I'm old.) and yelled JCK OFF Never called early again. I was so issed off that it took me being a cow to make her stop.
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    baka-tari Indeed, the pen is mightier than the sword. . . for it has brought a grown man to his knees in anguish. Well done.
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    Mulewrangler LOL so hard. Hubby always loses his pens, and knows he's terrible. When he uses my pen he always always puts it back right away. It's not an expensive pen but, it'd be very hard to find another one. If I was lucky It writes nicely and is from an artist I've loved for years. Bet it was wonderful losing his mother in the divorce

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