Trip with a demon.
Forgot about our trip to Iowa. What a nightmare, the actual trip was fine, it was the MIL and FIL that made it so bad.
We actually left pretty much on time, which is pretty exciting itself. Usually it takes a bit longer to get going than expected with them. But, it wasn't long before the first crisis, FIL says the rental car we had "pulled to the left", hmmm. MIL has her first juicy bit of trouble to chew on, how exciting for her. I slept a bunch of the way to Iowa, so I didn't have to take part in much conversation.
We get to our hotel, not enough towels, what a tragedy. We go and visit with my wife's great aunt, this was nice. She's a very nice lady and she kept the kids overnite, good thing.
We go back to the hotel for the night and go to bed, did I tell you we shared a room with them? Well about 12:30 am I wake up to the sound of a demon in the room with us.... no.. wait.... it's the FIL, he's snoring louder than a jet at take off. Does that for the rest of the night. May have got 4 hours of sleep total all night, then they wonder why I'm cranky the next morning. If we ever take another trip with them it's seperate rooms.
Next day we go back to the great aunts and we go up a bit farther north in Iowa to visit some other relatives. Had a nice time, they are farmers so the kids got to see a bunch of animals, they had fun.
Got back to the hotel, the pillows weren't good enough the night before, I was fine with mine, but FIL went and complained and came back with extra pillows for everyone. Woohoo.
Trip back, this is when the real fun begins. Night before MIL called the rental car place and told them about the "problem" with the car. They told her to stop in at the Des Moines office and trade the car for another, no problem, right? Wrong. We get to Des Moines and find the rental place, they tell MIL/FIL they weren't going to change the cars. Screaming match ensues in the parking lot of the Des Moines airport. Big big fun. They tell us to take the car to Firestone and have it checked out. We do. Firestone says the car has no problems. More bitching and moaning. Daughter gets yelled at by MIL for having her arm in the wrong place, daughter cries, wife cries. MIL believes they are both crazy, she didn't do anything wrong. Witch.
Go on down the road. I take over driving for the last 200 miles, I don't notice anything wrong with the car, surprise surprise. Some people are so unhappy with what they are handed in life they have to find something wrong with anything and everything to hand off the blame for their own problems to someone or something else.
What a wonderful weekend.
Gotta go
Kenny
We actually left pretty much on time, which is pretty exciting itself. Usually it takes a bit longer to get going than expected with them. But, it wasn't long before the first crisis, FIL says the rental car we had "pulled to the left", hmmm. MIL has her first juicy bit of trouble to chew on, how exciting for her. I slept a bunch of the way to Iowa, so I didn't have to take part in much conversation.
We get to our hotel, not enough towels, what a tragedy. We go and visit with my wife's great aunt, this was nice. She's a very nice lady and she kept the kids overnite, good thing.
We go back to the hotel for the night and go to bed, did I tell you we shared a room with them? Well about 12:30 am I wake up to the sound of a demon in the room with us.... no.. wait.... it's the FIL, he's snoring louder than a jet at take off. Does that for the rest of the night. May have got 4 hours of sleep total all night, then they wonder why I'm cranky the next morning. If we ever take another trip with them it's seperate rooms.
Next day we go back to the great aunts and we go up a bit farther north in Iowa to visit some other relatives. Had a nice time, they are farmers so the kids got to see a bunch of animals, they had fun.
Got back to the hotel, the pillows weren't good enough the night before, I was fine with mine, but FIL went and complained and came back with extra pillows for everyone. Woohoo.
Trip back, this is when the real fun begins. Night before MIL called the rental car place and told them about the "problem" with the car. They told her to stop in at the Des Moines office and trade the car for another, no problem, right? Wrong. We get to Des Moines and find the rental place, they tell MIL/FIL they weren't going to change the cars. Screaming match ensues in the parking lot of the Des Moines airport. Big big fun. They tell us to take the car to Firestone and have it checked out. We do. Firestone says the car has no problems. More bitching and moaning. Daughter gets yelled at by MIL for having her arm in the wrong place, daughter cries, wife cries. MIL believes they are both crazy, she didn't do anything wrong. Witch.
Go on down the road. I take over driving for the last 200 miles, I don't notice anything wrong with the car, surprise surprise. Some people are so unhappy with what they are handed in life they have to find something wrong with anything and everything to hand off the blame for their own problems to someone or something else.
What a wonderful weekend.
Gotta go
Kenny
posted by Kenny at 5:31 PM
2 Comments:
but on the bright side, you didn't work, right?
Who are you ia?
And, no, I didn't have to work.
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