Defense, what about your sister do you dislike?
I can literally write 100 pages here but I'll try to give ya the readers digest version of a 40 yr past with her.
First 15-20 yrs of my life I didn't grow up with a sibling. It was a 3rd parent that was not concerned with my welfare but rather making herself try to look better in my parents eyes by making me look bad. I love my parents and don't think they ever saw me as less then her, that didn't stop her by always ratting on me an torturing me until I was big enough to defend myself. I had friends who's older sisters would help them and cover for them as they went through adolescence drinking and throwing up . My Sister would actually do everything in her power to report my behavior to them and sit back and watch the fireworks. Again I just condensed Years of different episodes into a paragraph, you have no Idea. She even set me up to get arrested one night. Thankfully I met one of the coolest NYPD cops ever . Drove her crazy that I didn't get in trouble. I remember him telling her........Why do you want your own brother arrested so badly!? I'd like to meet him again and let him know that he actually changed my life that night instead of ruining it.
Just to give you an Idea of what she has grown into.........She was married in 1986 to a pretty rich silver spoon in his mouth son of a brain surgeon. At that time I was a 1st year electricians apprentice making about $9 an hour commuting everyday to Manhattan. I gave her about $75 for a wedding Present which at the time was almost half my salary. As she moved into her 4800 square foot house in Northern Jersey and received a 6 figure car ...........she made fun of my gift in front of family and friends. When I was married 8 yrs later (and she had since moved to her now 6000 sq foot home in Penns. ) Guess what I received? The same $75 with a card stating we were now even.
I could go on and on with hundreds of other encounters that probably are not very productive to talk about. Since then everytime we have family gatherings , at weddings and such , its a problem inviting her. I'm not the only one who dislikes her as a person and a human being. Since they can't say it to my parents they ask where to sit her, can I keep an eye on her? I am the only one that is in direct competition with the only thing she seems to find very important to her...........my Mother and fathers attention and approval.
She still lives in that Big house with acres of land around her and her Fancy cars. He works for a company that is only one of 3 that is licensed by the Government to produce Credit Cards for banks, and security cards for big Hotels chains and stuff like that. He is on the road 300 days a year , in different countries, never home. I know he is banging chicks in every city and every country he goes to. Talking to him is just a conversation about the places he visits , the $4000 golf clubs he just bought or how smart he is becuase he places his money into this stock or this bank in europe becuase the return is so much greater. I really need to get out more........how can I live just existing in this county?
But yet every year , once a year I have to deal with her fake Madonna like English accent and hear her go on about how good she has it while I work hours of OT . But I usually just end with a 1 word sentence like.........at least I come home everynight to my family , because I can't help myself. That will send her into a rage that will follow with the door getting slammed shut , maybe a broken plant pot or something , and a call to her therapist and my mother shaking her head and saying how could you? to me. Then I gotta run to Walgreen's to pick up her meds that they called in for her and everything usually calms down.
Did I mention her wonderful kids? Again I swore never to take out on them what there Mother is. The youngest Erik, is spolied beyond belief. He was actually thrown out of every preschool in Penns. He is the first of the clan to go to public school because they refuse to accept him in private schools in the area after the trail his brother and my sister had emblazoned for him. They like to tell my sons how poor they are because neither have any video games or Internet access in their rooms. When my son beats one of them in a game of chess they will throw the board up and accuse him of cheating. (He is in the chess club and beat my ass by the time he was 7). He once threw my sons bike into the lake behind my house because he said he saw an alligator. Again I could go on and on.
And talk about racist behavior. !!? I don't know where to start. She will tell you she never hires blacks to clean the house and let them work in the house because they steal and might rape her.
Her sons have used the word n***** in my presence . I warned her that if my kids hear it I'll let their grandmother know because my Mom does not go for that shit. Her reply was..........oh I forget you
WORK with them. You practically need to be one to do your job don't you? (all in that fake madonna like accent that drives me fucking crazy. )
Like I said I have 40 yrs worth of stories and things done that you couldn't believe. My parents are fantastic people I love to death. They don't like to talk about it, but they know what a needy disaster she turned out to be. However when she visits if I were to do anything but hug and kiss her it would deeply upset them and she would play that , oh why doesn't anyone love me angle all week and make me look like some big bully picking on this poor frail woman. At 43 I've seen all the fake tears and enough attention craved moments to just play the game for a week and NOT let my kids alone with her or my nephews. My Parents at this age just want to believe its one big happy family and I try to give them that once a year.
Aren't you glad you asked?
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