- 6 years ago
I need to get something off my chest. I can NOT, for the life of me, understand how disgusting some people can be. To make a long story short, FI’s uncle (Uncle B) died yesterday after a long painful battle with cancer. He left behind two teenaged kids who apparently did not know that their father was on his deathbed even though his brothers and sister came from up to 7 hrs away to spend his last days with him. When Fiance found out his cousins (the uncle’s kids) were unaware their dad was dying, he spent 2+ hrs hunting them down on facebook, thru texts and emails before he finally just called their biatch of a mother. (A little backstory, the mother left the father, took everything he owned including their house, business, car, money, etc, then sued him for alimony and child support while all along she knew he had cancer and was unable to work – basically she left him penniless, homeless and dying.) So Fiance and I think he’s doing a good thing by finding these kids to let them know and he ends up talking to Crazy B*tch (as she’s now known.. childish, yes I know, but I’m so mad that’s probably the nicest thing I have to say about her) and she seems all nice and friendly and says she’ll tell her kids but wants to know where their dad is so she can take them to go see him before its too late. Not thinking anything of it, I got on the phone with Future Father-In-Law and got her the address. Today, Fiance gets an irate phone call from Future Father-In-Law because Crazy B and a male friend waited in the park across the street from the house until everyone left and then banged on the door until Uncle B’s gf answered the door, then demanded she hand over everything he owned. Umm, WTF?? Did she not get enough the first time?? So, the gf told her to get off her property, slammed the door in her face and spent the next 2 hrs bawling. Just what she needs when she just lost her boyfriend that she cared for and nursed for the last 3 years.
I feel so bad for getting Crazy B the address… it just never occured to me that someone could be so cold and heartless (and such a gold digger!) And to top it all off, she never took the kids to see him.
On top of that, I was telling one of my BMs about FI’s uncle passing and she says “well you knew it was coming” – ?? Yes, we’ve known it was coming for the last 16 months (he was given 6-8 months to live at Christmas ’10) but that still doesn’t make it any easier or better.
WHAT IS WRONG WITH PEOPLE???