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I threw my messy sister out of my home. Now my whole family's against me. Well, she was messy. I, 26 female, live in a two-bedroom apartment. And I was living alone for the most part until last month when my younger sister, 23 female... started living with me after my parents punted her out due to her not contributing to the house.

Oh, so immediately, that tells me a little something about her.

That tells me a lot about her.

She had nowhere else to go, and she pretty much begged me to let her stay with me. I said that if she wants to live with me, she needs to follow my house rules. That didn't really go well with your parents, did it?

Yeah, she couldn't even do it there.

If she's not going to listen to your parents, do you think she's going to listen to you?

No, I don't think so.

She is in her last year of university, so I said that she didn't need to contribute financially, but she had to contribute to household chores.

I mean, that's not a huge ask.

Something that she didn't do when living with my parents. I am a clean person, and I like my house to be neat and tidy.

Sophia, this is for you. This is your kind of story. This is me. But also, this is kind of me, too. I'm clean.

Yeah.

At first, my sister complied.

Great.

She kept the kitchen clean, did her assigned chores, and would always clean up after herself. Then, recently, around two weeks ago, she started slacking. She wouldn't do the dishes on her day. She trashed the guest bathroom, messed up the living room by leaving her clothes everywhere, and would not put things away. For example, she made a sandwich, and she didn't put away the bread, the vegetables, Or the condiments.

Come on. Who does she think she's living with?

So the sandwich stuff is going to go bad. Yeah.

It was infuriating. I work five days a week and I'm exhausted. So I spoke to my sister and told her she needs to help me out by cleaning my home.

She just went, okay, okay.

We've got a three-strike policy, and you're on strike two, Missy.

By the way, this comes from user SquidWordsWifey. And if you want to submit your own stories, go to the r slash OKStoryTime subreddit.

I'm Kian.

I'm Sophia.

We're goofy people.

We're goofy goobers.

You also, goofy goobers. I know it. We're going to read the story. It'll be fun. Here we go. Let us know what you do.

As Opie says, my sister did start cleaning, but it was only after... Me doing the nagging and being annoying. I then sat her down and warned her that I will be punning her out if she starts slacking and turning my apartment into a pigsty. I said, this is my house and she needs to follow my rules if she wants to continue living with me. Fast forward to two days ago. I invited my friends over and I told my sister to clean the guest bathroom and the kitchen and just tidy up the living room because my friends were coming over and I was at work. So I wanted the house to be clean when I got home and I would just prepare snacks. Well, my sister didn't do any of that.

Shocker. I'm so surprised.

Yeah, she probably made it even worse.

Yeah, she probably made like made four other sandwiches.

Just for herself. Yeah.

When I came home, the house looked extremely messy. And it was not like that before I left. So she did do.

What I said.

She did make it worse.

Well, dishes in the sink, food on the countertop, blankets in the living room, even the guest bathroom was still messy.

I mean, like, how? What are you doing?

Being lazy.

I mean, yeah. Is she just at home all day?

Not caring. You know what she's doing, Sophia?

Slacking. She's treating it like a hotel.

I lost it.

I screamed at my sister and told her to pack her crap and get the F out of my home. She cried and she begged me to give her another chance and I said no.

This was your other chance, girly pop. You already got kicked out of your first chance.

How many chances have I given you? Yeah.

She had one effing task and she didn't do one thing. We argued some more until she tearfully agreed to leave. She packed her bags and left. I quickly cleaned my house and had my friends over like normal. My parents are on my side, but my relatives are giving me grief for punting my sister out. They call me an evil and control freak a-hole.

Is this what they said to your parents when they punted the sister out? Because I would just have the parents say, yeah, no, she's a messy, messy little lady, and she's an adult, so she needs to learn how to figure her stuff out.

I go, hey, that's really cool that you're telling me that. You should help her out.

Yeah, she should stay with you.

If you're on your high horse, that'd be cool. My sister is staying with my aunt. As my parents refused to let her, aka my sister, stay with them.

Am I the a-hole, Sophia?

Zero. Zero percent a-hole.

What did you do wrong? You had one, you're not even having her pay.

You laid her, like laid down the ground rules. She had already had the consequences of her laziness when she got kicked out of her, or when she got punted out of your parents' house. And then she did it again. She's learned zero lessons.

Edit, another issue is my sister would hog the washer and dryer.

How?

I mean, you just like leave all of your clothes in there and then you put, I don't know, people hog the dryer and the washer in my house. I'm trying to wash my clothes in the house I live in. Six other people's like laundries of three weeks. There's three weeks worth of laundry in there.

I do laundry once a week or sometimes twice a week. She would be so lazy to do her laundry that she would wait until her laundry basket is extremely full and she would take forever to finish. This would cause me to sometimes miss my day to do laundry as she would take an entire effing week to do her laundry.

And I did speak to her about this and I told her to stop it. Of course, my sister didn't listen. So I locked the laundry closet by purchasing a lock with some sort of rope to prevent her from opening it.

And it worked.

Your child locking your laundry. She's like, how does it work? I can't figure out this knot. She had no choice but to go elsewhere to do laundry. I've also been super pushy with her regarding the kitchen, mainly because my kitchen is an open space and it's the first thing that I see when I come home. So seeing the kitchen messy is quite an eyesore for me and makes me anxious.

Honestly, I agree.

I completely agree. I hate having a messy kitchen.

Edit two.

As for the dishes, I told my sister I didn't care how she did them. Either hand washing or using a dishwasher, I don't care. I want them clean and out of sight. so I did give her some options on how she did the dishes.

Update!

My mom called me about 20 minutes ago, telling me that she wants us all to meet sometime this week to have a talk with my sister about her not following house rules, and perhaps see why she acts so.

Defiant when it comes to following them.

My aunt also called me explaining that she can't have my sister stay with her for long because there's just no room.

Wow.

Well, well, well.

It's that high horse.

My aunt has three kids and there isn't room for my sister, so she will also be coming over this week so we can all have a chat and figure out a solution together as a family.

She gets her own place? She's 23 years old.

Why do we need an intervention for someone who's just lazy and messy?

Like, genuinely, it's actually insane to me that this 23-year-old, no one's even considering... That this 23-year-old might just need to freaking get their own place.

She said her last year of university, Sophia.

She can't do that. Ugh, I hate her.

I'd be.

I'd be like, yeah, no. I'm not going to that chat. You already know what I'm going to say. Opie continues saying, I have no intentions on letting my sister stay with me again. And neither does my parents. My aunt is letting her stay with her in the meantime. And we have a second update. Getting right into it. First, I'd like to thank everyone who commented and assured me that I was not doing anything wrong by punting my sister out.

Who was saying you were wrong?

Yeah.

Other than your family.

I think it was just the family.

Again, the people, it's always the people who are like, oh my god, you're such a terrible human being.

Why would you do that? Okay, help them out. No, can't do that.

Yeah, stop throwing rocks from your glass house that you won't let OP's sister stay in.

Love it. Here's the update.

The first thing I did, despite everyone's warnings, is I went over to my parents' house to talk with my aunt and my sister to come up with a solution, as my aunt did say my sister couldn't stay long-term, as there isn't any room. We talked, and surprisingly, my sister followed my aunt's house rules.

For how long? Again, she did this with you, remember?

She cleaned up after herself, and she even bought groceries when my aunt said she didn't need to do that. My sister apologized to me for giving me a hard time and not keeping my apartment clean When I'm gone at work, she admitted that she was too lazy and didn't think I'd be that angry to the point where I'd punt her out.

Well, you were wrong.

When you warned her so many times.

And she's already been punted out.

And I guarantee you your parents did the same thing. I accepted her apology, and that's when my aunt asked my parents if they'd be comfortable letting her move back in with them as my sister is no longer welcome to stay with me. My parents said they did some thinking... And they are willing to let her stay under one condition.

Let me guess. Not be lazy.

She doesn't care. And pay. She's just going to keep flip-flopping between houses.

She needs to contribute and not just with household chores. She needs to start paying rent. And after she gets a job, she needs to start looking for places of her own.

I would give her a specific deadline. I would say, hey.

I think just after university.

Yeah, immediately after university, you're gone.

Like, we'll help you back on your feet, but please, if you break the rules, you're gone. My sister has a part-time job at the university, so she agreed to my parents' conditions. That was a couple weeks ago. Do we think she is following the rules still?

No!

No!

Do we think third time's the charm.

I don't think third time's the charm.

Now i was over at my parents house an hour ago for lunch and my sister had improved oh she doesn't leave her clothes in the living room and cleans up after herself i.

Will say op said that it was good for like a week or something.

Again yeah i need like yeah i need i need i need a trial period.

Which is like a month Yeah, OP said it started off okay, and then it got worse, so I'm imagining she's like, oh, well, I need to be clean for a little bit, and then I can just be lazy. Oh, boy.

I asked my parents about that, and they said another part of the condition is if she made a mess or didn't clean up after herself, she'll have to pay a fine, which is $ 5. That's so freaking crazy. That's like a swear jar.

Yeah, every time you leave something out, $ 5, $ 5. $ 5. I like that. That's a good tactic.

Since my sister wasn't willing to spend so much money knowing she would be charged with fines if she didn't help keep the house clean, that was when she started being a bit more responsible. I guess the only way to get her to clean is if you charge her with a fine.

LOL. That's the update.

I'm just relieved that there are no more problems or drama. Now, one thing I do need to mention is that my sister wasn't really happy at first about having to pay rent or financially contribute. I don't think anyone out there is like, gee, I'm so happy to pay money.

For bills or adulting. I'm so happy. Yeah.

Yeah.

But she agreed nonetheless. That's what matters.

Well, we got there eventually. And that's something.

Maybe third time is the charm, Sophia.

I guess so. I did not have faith.

That is the end of that story. I guess everything's clean now and should be clean, hopefully.

Should be clean. Yes.

But we have another one coming right up.

I inherited my grandfather's home. My uncle and the whole family cornered me over it.

My house.

Get away from me. I, 23 male, was very close to my grandfather, who passed away last year. He left me his entire estate, including the house, after my grandma divorced him.

Wow.

Wow.

Before he passed, my grandma had asked him to let her son, my uncle, 50 male, not biologically related to my grandfather, interesting what happened there, rent the house. They set up a three-year contract for $ 1, 800 a month, and at the end, he could buy the house for $ 377, 000. The contract ends this November. After a lengthy probate process, the house is now officially in my name. My uncle asked if I'd extend the contract because of high interest rates.

But I didn't want to. I'm hoping to buy my own home soon. My grandma pressured me, saying, it's family. So I reluctantly agreed to extend it for three more years. While I was waiting for a new contract to be drafted, my uncle asked if he could start construction on the home. I said no. But then a friend of mine who was doing the work told me that my uncle had already started construction without my permission.

Uh-oh.

I went to check it out, and sure enough, major work had been done without permits. Lawsuit. Lawsuit.

Or family.

Yeah.

Family sends family to jail. I confronted him, and he denied it until I showed him photos.

No, that's not happening.

Yeah, there's like a truck in the background. Like bulldozing.

You're just like, work sounds like... So there are people here. No, that's not happening.

Whoa! Where do these guys come from?

Arrest them. But let them do their job.

But be nice about it. He claimed it was his house and that he could do what he wanted.

Uh-oh.

By the way, this comes from TrainingMortgage766. And if you want to submit your own stories, go to the r slash ok story time subreddit. I'm Sophia.

I'm Keon.

And we've got good advice. And it might be a little goofy. And if you've got good advice, put it down below. Opie says... Later, during a family holiday, my uncle and his girlfriend ambushed me, proposing a five-year contract with lenient rent terms, no restrictions on construction, and permission to sublet. I refused and said I'd have my lawyer draft the contract instead. During probate, my uncle and his girlfriend discussed what they would prefer contract-wise that left it more open-ended. I continuously listened to their wants... However, I told them in the end I would send them a contract drafted by my lawyer once the house was in my name.

I like how they go, Opie, we want what we want, but we don't want what you want.

And Opie said, uh, this is my house.

And they go, mm, that sounds really good, but this is what we want. Yeah.

A few months later, my uncle, his girlfriend, and my grandmother sent me the five-year contract they had proposed during the family holiday. I firmly declined. My grandmother then called and berated me for not signing, claiming that if it weren't for her, I wouldn't have inherited anything from my grandpa.

I'm sorry, if it weren't for you getting divorced and then my grandpa taking away everything that would have gone to you and giving it to me because he liked me more?

My grandpa's will is because of you? That's so silly. You're right. Yes, you're right. Thank you.

That's so silly. Um, at that point, I lost my temper and said, you have to be effing kidding me. She responded, your grandpa would be disappointed in you for using that language with me. My grandpa divorced you. What are you talking about?

If anything, he would love it.

I replied, don't use my grandpa against me and hung up. Since then, my grandma and uncle have cut me off. Well, that's silly. Well, now they lose that house immediately.

There goes that five year contract.

I had my lawyer draft a new contract. Three years, no subletting, and a clause requiring my approval for construction. The rest of the original contract from my grandpa is the same. Now my uncle is saying he can only qualify for $ 350, 000 instead of the $ 370, 000 he owes. And my family is pressuring me to accept the lower offer.

accusing me of forcing him out.

No, no. I remember I did you a benefit of giving you another three years.

I give you three years, buster.

And remember when I said, don't do construction? Hmm.

Am I the a-hole for refusing his contract, insisting he pay the full $ 377, 000, signing my contract, or moving out and standing my ground despite family pressure? Not at all.

What would your grandpa do?

Yeah, your grandpa would say, I gave you the house. Put that in my will. It was pretty clear. Made sure grandma didn't get anything.

Yeah, this is really dumb.

Yeah.

Now, there is an update. I don't think you're doing anything wrong. Hold your ground.

Very crazy that it's not even that much. Like, yes, $ 27, 000. That is still a lot of money. But the fact that it's like going from $ 350, 000 to $ 377, 000. You can scrape that, right?

Yeah, come on, buddy.

You knew about that. You knew this for a long time.

You know about it. Following the advice I received here, I made the decision not to extend the contract or lower the price.

Good.

Good job. After reading the responses, I sent my uncle a message responding to his request to lower the price, saying, I will take this as you declining the extension and will expect the money by November 1st, 2024. Since then, it appears I may have been officially cut off from my grandma and uncle. We happened to show up at the same restaurant last week and there was absolutely no acknowledgement from them.

I just look at them, hey, where's my money?

Hey, hey, why are you eating out?

You don't have money for that. Hey, here's the contract.

Additionally, a close family member passed away recently, and no one from my family reached out to me about it, except for my mother. Despite the family strain, as of this morning, I officially received the funds for the house in full.

Nice.

That's been the biggest relief after all the stress of this past year. Again, thank you all for the advice, support, and truth checks I needed.

Hurrah. Truth check.

Yeah, truth check, OP. You're doing okay. You're doing fine.

And I guarantee you, your grandpa is proud of you.

Yeah, he's like, look at them go. Look at that boy go.

He's standing his ground. I knew I picked the right one.

Stand your ground, little boy. But that is the end of that story. I was promised my great-grandmother's heirloom my whole life, and my cousin just took it.

Was it a pinky promise?

When my great-grandma moved a couple years ago, a bunch of my mom's cousins, my second cousins, Helped her and took a bunch of stuff without asking my great-grandma about it. My mother, grandmother, and I couldn't help in the move because my mom was in the hospital for months straight. She's so much better now.

Good.

My great-grandma will be 96 this year.

Wow.

Dang.

Shout out to great-grandma.

Ever since I was a little kid, my great-grandma has told me that I would be getting a necklace from her. It was my grandma's first ever diamond that my great-grandpa gave her. They lived a happy marriage. The thing was well taken care of for it being around 70 years old. She put it in a box and planned on giving it to me either when I turned 21 or for my wedding, or when she passed it would go to me.

She even addressed the box to me to make sure I'd get it. By the way, this comes from Ruby Rose, 1234-5678. And if you want to submit your own stories, go to the r slash showcase story time subreddit. I'm Sophia.

I'm Keon.

And we're here to give good advice goofily, but we don't have all the answers. We only know what we'd do. So let us know what you would do in the comments. And Opie says, well, when she moved and my second cousins helped, this necklace disappeared.

Gee, I wonder where it went.

The oldest of the cousins took it. I'm suing.

I'm saying, hey, that's not yours. Grandma said it's mine.

Grandma said it's mine.

If they say no, then I'm suing.

At first, she had thought she put it in her closet with her other jewelry. Now, after two to three years, it's still gone.

Two to three years?

Oh, I would have made a fuss in two days. A couple weeks ago, the oldest second cousin posts a photo of the box with the necklace in it with what my grandma wrote on it, too. And so she was cleaning and found a family heirloom. My great-grandma has really fancy handwriting, and it's sometimes hard to read, but you can easily see my name is spelled on it.

That's great.

That's perfect. And you say, oh, so we've been looking for that for two to three years. I want to ask for this necklace, as my great-grandma has intended it to go down to the firstborn female in my family. My grandma would have gotten it, but she passed and wouldn't want it. My mom would prefer I'd have it.

Great-grandma had a son and a daughter, my grandmother, and planned to give it to my grandmother. I want to ask for this necklace when it's supposed to go to me, as I want to wear it for special events like my great-grandmother wants me to, especially since I'm getting married soon. Am I the a-hole for demanding a necklace that was promised to me? What do you think?

I mean, clear as day. It's your name.

It's your name.

It was promised to you.

You have to demand yet yeah i think you just say hey that actually was supposed to go to me it's got my name on.

It yeah no need to be aggressive you can have you guys can have whatever you want whatever that's for me.

Yeah i was promised that uh thanks and we got an update at first she had made claim that she had no idea what i was talking.

About i go shut up can you read which was kind.

Of true as the necklace going to me was only told to my side of the But she passed and my mom didn't want it, so it would go to me. She then made an excuse that I should have helped my great-grandmother move in if I wanted to get it, when I couldn't. My mother was in the hospital and I was 15 or 17 years old. It's been some time, so I don't remember how old I was. I'm now 21.

It started to show she wasn't planning on giving it back.

Oh.

But I decided one day when I was hanging out with my great-grandmother to call cousin and great-grandmother talk to her.

Yeah, why didn't we do that in the first place?

Yeah, I would have been like, hey, great grandma, you remember the necklace that we lost and you said was going to go to me? I think it made cousin feel bad as great grandma made it very clear I was to have it.

Why would it make you feel bad when I told you the truth?

She also just like took it. She literally just took it. She was willing to give it back if I was to promise that when her daughter, 12, was married in the future, she would be able to have it. I said, no. I plan to give it to my children when they're older. I would have said yes in the moment.

I would have said maybe. My fingers are crossed. Everything is crossed. Fingers, toes, everything that I can cross is crossed.

I would just want to get it back.

Insane that you are just 21 years old. And when she gets married, whenever that may be, she gets it.

Yeah.

And like 10 years, she wants it back. It's like, no, no, no. That's mine.

Does she know that you're still very young? I'm so confused.

Do you think that she's going to send it back now? Now that Opie has not promised.

I feel like yes, because great grandma is going to go. This is stupid. That's mine. I promised her this.

You stole it from me.

Yeah. Yeah. Maybe grandma puts it in writing. I mean, we already have it in writing.

We have it in writing on the actual jewelry box. But actually put it on writing like this is in the will. This is what I want.

OP says she did send it back.

Nice.

Nice.

And it's currently in my possession and kept where no one can take it but me. Thank you so much for the advice you guys gave me. And now I have the at least 70-year-old necklace back. And I'm super excited to wear it on my wedding day in a couple months. Cute. And edit, I do plan on getting it appraised by someone I know very well, like you guys suggested. Cute.

And smart.

Yeah. For insurance reasons.

And if you didn't get a false one.

Edit, I added appraised, and surprisingly, it was the real thing. And since it's a European cut diamond, it's worth more than a normal diamond in production.

Cool.

But I don't ever plan on selling it as I plan to give it to my children. Lovely.

As you should.

Yeah.

Keep it in the family.

Absolutely. But that's the end of that story. We got another one coming right up.

I asked my mother to inherit the home I'd pay for. She said it's unfair to my sister.

Well, give it to me anyway.

My female 20s mother raised me and my sister, also in her 20s, as a single parent in a single income household. We rented our whole lives and grew up low middle class. We never went without food or other essentials, but didn't have the luxuries or many wants. I started investing when I was 17.

Wow.

Through my mother and have been somewhat successful through it. I've accumulated enough money to afford a down payment on a house in our neighborhood slash city.

Wow. Teach your kids to invest at a very young age, everyone.

I need to get on that.

I've decided to pursue a second degree at college to further my career and job opportunities and currently have a part-time job, which is not enough to support a mortgage.

Makes sense.

I currently rent with a roommate. Me and my mother have an extremely good relationship, and I used to joke growing up that when I'm older and I have money, I'd buy a house and let her live with me so she doesn't have to worry about her living situation, mortgage, paying rent when she's older.

Oh, that's very sweet.

I did that too as a kid, and my mom holds it over my head.

Yeah, and you're like, uh.

I was like, Mom, when I'm really rich when I get older, I'm going to buy you a house, buy you a Mercedes-Benz or a BMW like you always wanted.

And my mom goes, where is it?

Where is it?

But she does it jokingly, I think. It was cute.

You know, when you're a kid, you make really weird and insane promises, like you're going to be an astronaut.

My mom just always wanted us to buy land so she could design a house for us.

That's smart.

My mom just laughed every time I said that, so I think she thinks it's cute.

By the way, this comes from user UsualEarth1935.

If you want to submit your own stories, go to the r slash OKStoryTime subreddit.

I'm Keon.

I'm Sophia.

And we're here to give good advice goofily. We don't have all the answers, we only know what we'd do. So let us know what you'd do in the comments down below, pretty please, as OP says. So, I told my mother about my plan to buy a house and pitched the idea that I'd give her the money as a down payment, and she'd pay the mortgage. She has a very stable job now and can afford to keep up on a mortgage. The down deposit was the issue, as she didn't have enough saved to afford our city.

She didn't want to feel burdened to me, but I really want to do this for her. I would move in and contribute some money in rent for utilities, mortgage, you name it. It's a beneficial situation for both of us. Eventually, in 20 plus years, when my mom retires or whenever she wants to retire, I should have a stable career and be able to take over the remainder of her mortgage if she still had one. We were all agreed on this and both extremely excited about starting the process.

I was fine with the house being in my mother's name, but this is where the conflict came up.

Uh-oh.

When I agreed for it to be in my mother's name, it was because I'd still be able to live there, would inherit it in the future, and it would eventually be in my name anyway. My mother disagreed and said she would leave it to both me and my sister 50-50.

The house that OP's putting money into?

Is sister putting money into this? Then that makes sense.

No, that doesn't really, that's silly.

I didn't understand as my sister was not contributing financially to this house while I was.

Uh oh. Mom, I don't like the sound of that.

I told my mother that I would not give her the money for a down deposit if I didn't solely inherit it in the future. She called me selfish for making her leave my sister with nothing.

But I disagree.

Yeah.

How do you feel about that?

I don't know. You're not saying I'm going to leave my sister out to dry. You're just saying I should have ownership of the house I'm putting money into.

What's sister doing? Do you think sister gets this for free?

Yeah.

Just because you feel bad for her?

Sounds like not my circus, not my monkeys.

For real.

My sister has never had much focus or priority on her future or career and is quite materialistic. She hardly saves and has a boyfriend who she'll 98% marry eventually and have children with.

What's the other 2%?

She's like, probably going to marry him.

I personally want to be child free.

And knowing my sister, she'll believe she is more deserving as she'll have a family.

Yeah. Like probably when it gets to it, when they get to like this house being split 50-50, the sister's probably going to come in and say, well, yeah, it's both of ours, but I have a family and you don't need all this space.

Yeah. Yeah.

That doesn't make any sense. I didn't pay for it, but I deserve this because I have a family and you don't.

Give it to me.

Also, if she knew about my mother and I were buying a house, but still inheriting it in the future, there is zero chance she'd save for her own place.

She'd be like, hubby, guess what? We're getting a free house.

We got a house.

Or maybe 50% of it, but come on, it's going to be our house. She'd wait till our mother passed and assume she'd be able to move in. Am I the a-hole for demanding or assuming I'd inherit my mother's house?

And we have an edit here. I'll go ahead and read it. Sorry for not clarifying.

I'd be paying the deposit plus at least 40% of the mortgage over time. My bank denied my application for a loan. If you're putting money into a house for you and your mom, that has nothing to do with your sister.

Yeah. Like, she's just not in the equation at all.

Yeah.

And then you tell the mom, you go, well, I want to do this with you, but if this is your stipulation, then I'm not going to go in on a house with you.

Truly.

I mean, if nothing's been signed or, you know, T's crossed, I's dotted.

Let's undot those I's and uncross those T's.

Yes. Make them L's.

Yeah. Update.

To start this off, I have decided not to purchase a house at this moment. I sat down to talk about this decision with my mom and gave the following request that would make me comfortable with purchasing a house with her. Both our names would be on the deed and mortgage agreement. with joint tenancy. This would mean that when either of us passed, it would automatically be passed on to the other and not counted as estate. This was the one I liked the best. I donate a portion of the down deposit, not all of it, and consider it a gift. After discussing with an estate lawyer and financial advisor, we do it in a very legal way with signed documents and everything. Dictating my percentage, my mother's,

a maximum payoff my sister could receive if I wanted to buy her share.

I saw this in a comment. Et cetera. Great. You're making sure there.

Are no holes in this shiny armor in this house for you.

I think that's smart. I think, yeah, before we decide anything, let's have a contract.

Yeah, and I think in any society, going off someone's word or not having anything.

People don't value words these days.

They value words on paper.

Words are not really binding anymore. Let's be real.

I said I would only consider this option if my percentage was 51% or above. Both named on the mortgage and deed.

Nothing. We both do our own thing.

My mother took the day to discuss these options and said she didn't feel comfortable not leaving anything for my sister when she passes.

I mean, you could leave whatever you wanted.

Remember, this is not the house.

Yeah, this is not the house. And like a lot of you guys said... I realized we just aren't compatible.

Yeah, and that's when you eventually realize, there comes a day when you realize, oh, maybe I'm not meant to live with my mom.

Yeah, or mom doesn't, maybe I just buy mom like something nice.

Yeah.

I tried to tell her why I wanted it this way so I'd have financial security in the future, but also so I could help her. But she said I was being heartless to not consider my sister's future.

Why do I have to consider my sister's future?

What about my future?

Why? I'm focused on my future. I can't focus on two futures. She needs to be concerned about her own future.

Sissy's a big girl, right? She has her own future that she can worry about. She tried to negotiate option three, but at only 50% guaranteed to me. I know that selfishly, that's not a beneficial situation for me to be in, but I just can't bring myself to agree to that. I would pay for all of the deposits, then 40% of the mortgage, and still get half even if I didn't do the following? This would also set me back years to buy a house that I would actually own.

I was also worried after reading comments that she would go and leave her portion to my sister, making it 50-50 anyway.

Yeah, I just wouldn't trust.

I don't think mom's ever going to get it, Sophia.

Yeah, like at that point, you don't have to have a bad relationship with her. You just say, okay, well, I don't think we should buy a house together.

I'm going to make this real simple. I'm like, mom, guess what? I'm going to treat you to lunch. And you know what? We're going to buy lunch. And look at this. I bought my meal. I bought you a meal. And then mom goes, what about sister's meal?

Yeah, did you buy sister's meal?

You're like, sister's not here. That doesn't matter.

Yeah, but we should buy her a meal.

Your sister's pretty hungry.

She's hungry. She's probably hungry right now.

That's so dumb. Mom, why are you being so stupid?

My mother said I was selfish for going back on my word and forcing her to choose between me and my sister.

No.

That's not what's happening here.

And that I should realize I'm a part of a family before seeing her or my sister again?

Wow.

Okay, what about sister's house then? Oh, yeah. Do I get 50% of that?

That's pretty crazy because OP said that she and her mom got along really well. Like, this was her friend.

Yeah.

And now her mom is threatening to not see her because she doesn't want to get the house?

True colors are being shown.

Yikes.

I feel bad for putting conditions on this offer, but this was never a gift or anything like that. It was an opportunity for both of us to buy a house.

Yeah. But all of our options.

Don't seem to be mutually beneficial. We haven't talked for the past two days, and I don't really see the situation having much more closure to this. My plan is to finish school and work for a few years before committing to buying a home, but thank you for all of the advice you have given me. I'm sad that it ended like this, but hope not too much damage was done in the long run.

We have some comments. Any final thoughts, Sophia?

I think you just say, yeah, I understand, Mom, but I think we're just too diametrically opposed to continue.

I guess we agree to disagree, Mom.

Yeah, agree to disagree.

Okay. It seems like whatever you do, it doesn't make any sense. Yeah.

What? I don't think it's going to work out.

Comments.

Comment number one says, your mother is very worried about the prospect of not leaving an inheritance for your sister. Yet it seems to have escaped her notice that if you pay for half of the house and end up with 50% while your sister also gets 50%.

She has left nothing to you.

Oh, such a good point. Such a good point that I didn't even consider. Yeah. She'd leave 50% to your sister and then nothing to you.

You'd be tying up a lot of money for decades, missing out on other opportunities for investment in order to facilitate an inheritance for your sister. I think that you're better off not being part of this.

Save your resources to buy your own home. And that's that. That's the end of that story. Wow. Wow. Harsh reality and harsh truth.

But that is that.

Makes sense. I'm sorry, OP. I guess your mom is not going to be involved in your house.

I guess not. That's okay.

Which sucks. It really does suck. You want to do something nice for your mom, but... Yeah.

Doesn't always work out.

As you have that story, we have another one coming right up.

Hey, it's Smiley Riley here from OK Storytime. We're going to get back to these stories, but here's three minutes worth of ads from our sponsors.

I got into my sister's dream university where she got rejected.

Our parents said it's unfair.

Sorry, I'm smarter than my sister.

So I got into Cornell last week. Honestly, I think it was a fluke. I'm not smart at all. I got a 28 ACT, a decent GPA because my school grade inflates considerably. I had some decent extracurriculars, but nothing remotely competitive enough to get me into a school like Cornell. But anyways, my twin sister is.

The opposite of me. She's a genius.

She has way more impressive stats, 34 ACT, and she only took it once compared to my three times. She has way better grades and way cooler extracurriculars. Everyone always looked up to her as the smart one. I didn't and still don't mind.

It's true.

The only reason I can fathom I got in and she didn't is that she applied to the engineering college while I applied to arts and sciences.

What do you mean the only reason you can fathom? Yeah, that's the reason.

That makes sense.

That's so funny. Why are we surprised?

We have more context.

I don't know if too many of you guys are familiar with Cornell, but they have a bunch of different colleges you can apply to, each with their different admission criteria. Well, last week, decisions for Ivy's came out. Unfortunately for my sister, she didn't get into a single one, including.

Her first choice, Cornell.

She checked as soon as it was available and called me Bali.

Aw.

I consoled her and told her everything was going to be okay. That who cares what school you go to? And that she was brilliant and was going to be successful no matter where she goes.

That's very sweet. By the way, this comes from the lucky dumb one.

And if you want to submit your own stories, go to the r slash okay story time subreddit.

I'm Savannah. I'm Riley. I'm Sophia.

And we're here to give you some advice, but we don't know all the answers. So you tell us what you would do and we're going to tell you what we would do.

As OP says.

Well, anyways, I pretty much resolved that I was getting rejected. So I didn't even bother to look at my email until later that night. Well, I guess surprises do happen sometimes because I'm a Cornelian.

Whoa.

I got in i just don't know how but i did i really want to go guys but this would devastate my sister all week she's been crying and solemn and sad she's been angry at her friends who got into top schools especially the ones with lower stats she's decided to go to nyu still great school great not for engineering but still good I know people who went to NYU for engineering.

No, but it's not like known for engineering.

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.

It's kind of funny that OP's going to Cornell for arts and sciences. And then she's going to the arts school.

But she just hasn't been herself. I haven't told her parents. I think they assumed I didn't get in because she didn't. Am I being selfish? Should I just go with her to NYC? We always thought we were going to school together, but like... It's Cornell. I couldn't in a million years imagine I'd get in. I've been researching obsessively about it, and I can't shake the desire that if I don't go, I'll regret it. Ithaca looks beautiful. It's a small town, which I would love to get away with from the huge city that is New York. It seems like a dream opportunity. Am I being a bad sister? I know she would be upset. We were supposed to go to school together. It would crush her. I really don't have anyone else to talk to. Am I the a-hole for

going to her dream school? Sounds a little bit like it's your dream school now, too.

Yeah.

Especially considering how much harder she's worked compared to me.

I mean, is it fair that you got in and she didn't? It's not fair. But you now have an offer on the table if you want to go.

Yeah. It ain't fair.

Yeah, tell them.

Yeah, I feel like you can go because you want to and you got accepted. It shouldn't be anyone else's choice but yours. And also, I don't think you need, you know, your worry is like, I don't know anyone. That's what happens when you go to college. I went to college.

I knew no one.

Yeah.

I knew one person from my middle school and that was it. Well, two people from my middle school, but I was only friends with one of them. I knew absolutely no one. And then all the friends that I made live across seas now. So that's really fun for me.

But maybe you'll make friends that actually live where you are.

Yeah.

Even if you don't, I made friends who are still in San Diego and I'm still friends with them.

I have a friend I went to high school with that lives 10 minutes away from me. But we don't talk anymore.

Why?

Because he makes plans and then he.

No, she... Oh, she... We used to date.

Well, that makes sense. Update!

So everyone here told me that I should go, so I decided to tell my sister. Well, she started screaming from excitement and got, not actually mad, that how couldn't I tell her earlier and she's so proud of me.

Oh, this is a good sister!

That's sweet. But seconds later, her excitement just turned to sadness. Oh.

She went from like super giddy to depressed in like seconds. And she started bawling. Like uncontrollably bawling.

I think she was excited you got into a college and then she realized it was Cornell.

And then she realized we're not going to school together. Yeah.

I tried to comfort her, but she pushed me away and locked herself in a room. I'm going to give her some alone time right now and we can talk more.

About it later. There's a second update.

When my sister would lock me out of the room, I would get a little lollipop and stick it in the little door and you'd have to like press this button and then.

It would open.

You're really smart.

Thanks. Figured that out all by myself. There's a second update here. So after five minutes of the previous post, my sister sent me a text.

It said, I'm sorry for how I reacted. Please don't be mad. I'm so happy for you and your accomplishments. It's just that after I got rejected, I at least had the consolation that I get to go to school with you and we can go together. But now you're going to be where I wanted to be and I'm just so sad. I worked so hard and did everything I could to go to the best school I can and I just feel like all my hard work was just wasted effort. I'm sorry I'm ranting. I just need more time. I'm not going to lie, guys. When I read this, I cried.

Aw, I'm crying too. This poor girl. And she has the right to feel the way she's feeling too.

A lot of you are saying that I obviously have to have attributes that made me desirable, but I really don't.

I don't deserve my acceptance.

I did my homework between classes, barely studied for anything, took the easiest AP classes available, etc. Meanwhile, I see my sister always taking the hardest classes, studying as hard as she can, always volunteering.

She deserves it, not me. And seeing her so hurt pains me.

Well, can't you guys just....

Parent trap. But with engineering school.

Academia version.

I mean, honestly, truthfully, it sounds like they're twins.

Yeah, it does.

So.

OP, remember, you're doing two completely different majors.

Well, what happens when science and arts make love?

Smarts.

Engineering.

Engineering. They engineer love.

Smarts.

I'm really strongly just considering going to NYU with her. Everyone at Cornell will be just like her, and I don't stand a chance.

No, they won't. OP, you're going to be in arts and sciences. That is not like engineering.

Yeah, OP, you've got to give yourself some credit. Obviously, they saw something in you, and you shouldn't discredit that.

Just go.

Just say yes. Like she probably had a really good essay. Honestly.

What?

The OP. OP. Which is why she got it.

And I know if I get a Cornell, we're going to drift apart, which would suck because we're best friends and I just don't want to lose my sister.

Update three.

So I told my parents and they did not react how I would have expected them to. First, they tried to insist that Cornell made a mistake between our applications.

Oh, so mean. Dang.

You totally could have made it there. You couldn't have done it.

I couldn't have done it.

You're dumb. You're an idiot.

Oh, what did your sister write your essay? This is messed up.

Which would be impossible if we applied to the same school within Cornell, like we both applied to arts and sciences, then it would be somewhat probable. But we applied to different schools with different admission committees. They couldn't have mixed them up. Then they went on to explain how I should go to NYU with my sister. I thought it was strange because they definitely would have supported my sister going to Cornell if I didn't get in. My sister apparently thought so too because she asked why would I not go to Cornell. And they said how it was unfair that I basically slacked off in high school and was able to go... when my sister was the hardworking one who busted her butt all of school.

I don't like your parents. Yeah, what? Favoritism. Yeah, literally, golden child. We need to bring the golden child.

That's so weird. They probably put a lot of more effort and drove her around more, the sister.

Yeah, that's a good point. They might have put more effort into helping her with her extracurriculars and stuff because they noticed she probably had more interest.

Ah, all our efforts are gone. It's going off to you. Yeah.

I don't know if I'm being dramatic, but that hurt. Not being dramatic, what? Why are your feelings never, well, now we know. Your feelings are never validated by your parents. I knew they always thought my sister was the smarter one. They've made it clear multiple times. But to hear them say that I don't deserve my spot sucks. Even though they're probably right. OP, stop doubting yourself. They're not right.

There's proof. Proof.

I stood there in silence, but my sister stood up for me. She asked them how could they say something so cruel to their daughter that I 100% have every right to be there and that they should apologize for being so rude. My parents were shocked because we're both very passive people and neither of us ever talked.

To them like that before.

This started an argument and long story short, we're currently in our rooms. I'm just so thankful to have her stand up for me. I realize that I have internalized a lot of comments they've made over the years. I'm glad I have my sister actually believe in me. I still don't know if I want to go to NYU or Cornell, mostly because I just don't want to go to school without her. She's my best friend and going four years without someone who just thinks so positively about you just seems so long. At the end of the day, I always thought the NYU was going to be the school I was going to, so I wouldn't lose much by choosing it over Cornell. I'm going to talk about it more with my sister and look into both schools more.

Thanks again, everybody, for your comments. I wouldn't have realized how important of a person my sister is. If you guys didn't give me the courage to tell her that I got in. There's an update four.

That's so sweet.

Sisters unite.

Yeah. Yeah, I like it.

I just don't, I don't like how OP gets her confidence from everyone else, though.

That's not.

I mean, not from within herself as a woman.

Yeah.

Yeah, she's trying to get, she's trying to get mirrored.

Mirrored?

Mirrored. Mirrored.

She wants her feelings mirrored. Say you're like crying. Do your parents say stop crying or do they say oh my gosh are you okay? If she's mirroring her like if she never got her feelings mirrored then she probably doesn't feel validated at all in anything that she feels. Yeah.

Which is why she seeks validation from everyone else. Yeah.

Yeah, because if you check in the mirror and you know you look good, you're not going to ask other people.

Shout out my therapist.

Oh, really?

Dang.

You've been seeing her? Shout out. I was like, that sounded really good.

Wow.

And I was like, wait.

You've been going to therapy recently?

Yeah.

Look at you.

I'm proud of you. I was going to say, I think that OP needs to go to Cornell because she needs to have that Experience away. Experience of, like, you know, yeah, finding herself and who she is outside of her, you know, seemingly twin sister. Yeah, outside of her group. And also, Cornell and NYU are only, like, four hours away. Update four.

So later that day, my parents actually came to me and apologized for everything.

I know. I'm happy.

I know everyone in the last post really hated them, but my parents are really good people. They have flaws, but all humans do. It's not like they spent their free time brutalizing me. They knew I was smart and even encouraged me to apply to schools like Cornell. They just automatically assumed my sister would get in, especially versus me, which if you look at our scores.

I can't say they should be blamed. I blame them.

Nevertheless, they realized that they were being and they apologized for making me feel like I'm not as capable as my sister that they were shocked but it was no excuse for what they said or how they made me feel and they love me and apologize for what they.

Said I'm glad this is a happy ending everyone loves each other the big question is where are you going OP where's she going.

Oh yeah I was like what do you mean where she's going she's going to the schools what.

I like really thought what happened there We have been talking about colleges this whole time about if she's going to NYU or Cornell.

What?

Why did that take you so long?

Anyways, for the moment you've all been waiting for, I decided that I want.

To go to Cornell.

There we go.

All right.

It was such a tough choice and wasn't made without serious consideration. But ultimately, I'll be happier in Ithaca. Plus, my sister is going to try to transfer after our freshman year if she still wants to go. She may find that she loves NYU after all that time. Whatever she decides, I have no doubt she will be extremely successful. Plus, it'll be good to spend some time apart from each other and grow as people. NYC is only a short bus ride away, so we can definitely see each other during holidays and breaks. Finally, to the trolls who are saying...

this is fake, TLDR, I'm going to Cornell. Since I'm already here, anyone who wants to give me advice on the number one thing they wish they knew when they were 18 and was just about to start college, or the number one thing they regret about college that they don't want others to make the same mistake. I could appreciate some pointers.

Don't get a girlfriend for three years while in college.

It's going to be so freaking fun. You're going to freaking love it. Be so excited.

And that's the end of this story. Let's head to the next one.

My father expected me to support him in his retirement years. It made me explode.

Oh no, come back altogether.

Let me, 25 male, set the stage for you first. Due to the economy and culture here, we usually live in the same house with our parents. Even if we want to move out, it's hard to find a decent apartment With rent lower than our monthly salary, about 200 to 350 are the starting salaries here per month. So my dad, 63 male in his younger years, found it really hard looking for and staying at a job due to his severe asthma.

Dang.

He lived off the money my mom sent for us while she worked in another country. Don't get me wrong, he was a great dad. Had his ups and downs, but we got along great. Earlier today, he told me about his dream of becoming successful, being able to get a new house, cars, and have a great family. He was happy telling his dream. Then it got to the part where he said that I'll stay with me. Me providing for him when he gets... older me taking him to places he wants to go and i had to stop him there and it went okay by the way this comes from flying turtle 2187 and if you want to submit your own stories go to the r slash okay story time subreddit i'm.

Sophia i'm keon i'm riley and we're here to give good advice goofily but we don't have all the answers we only know what we do so let us know what you would do in the comments And Opie says, then after a few hours, he told me again his dream.

And now he was thinking of what I need to do for him. I told him to stop, but he just kept on going, which irritated me. I told him again that I don't want to hear it, but he goes on and on. And then I kind of exploded in his face, telling him that I'm not your retirement plan. You wanted a good life. You should have thought about that before. Instead of thinking that I'll carry your broke butt to good senior years, you kept saying that you're strong and so proud that your last asthma attack was when I was in first grade. Then why didn't you look for a job then? Why didn't you think of your senior years before? I told myself that I'm going to help you when I finally get the good life I wanted, but I'm not taking you with me.

Whoa.

Then I stormed out.

Wow.

I can't believe you remembered that and wrote it back down, too.

Yeah.

Word for word.

Was that word for word? Bar for bar?

Bar for frickin' bar.

Oh, wowee.

That was a lot.

That seemed pent up. Yeah.

I think this is an ongoing issue.

I think your bottle was very full and overflowing.

There is an update. Do you think OP was in the right for that?

I think it was an accumulation of a lot of issues over the years that finally exploded, literally.

It's a harsh truth.

I think it was a little bit aggressive, but sometimes you got to be aggressive so they can, you know, have the harsh truth.

But was it right?

It's your life and you know it's true. This is the truth for you and you got to have your dad face the reality, face the music.

I guess, yeah, it felt a little too harsh for me, but I also understand there was a lot of pent up Anger there.

Don't let it pent up, y'all.

Release it.

Release the Kraken.

But we got an update. Thank you for those who showed support and understood what I wanted, even though my delivery to my dad was really harsh. And for those who said I am the a-hole, I deserve that. So me and my dad had a long and awkward talk of what happened earlier. Yeah, that's definitely needed. You definitely needed to go back and be like, I'm sorry for how I said that.

But I'm not sorry. Yeah, I'm sorry how I said it. I'm not sorry for saying it.

I knew I was wrong. He knew he was wrong. We both apologized for what happened, and I sincerely told him that I'd be happy to help him. And I tried to make him understand that for my future, I want to be in the center of the picture. Just me. And he'll be in the background. I made it clear to him that I didn't want him out of my life.

And since a lot are asking, yes, we live together.

Oh.

But that's due to him not having a job before and little to no savings. My granddad decided not to pass the house to him, but passed it on to my grandaunt. The money we spent before I had my job all came from my mom.

Oh.

I don't want to make this sound bad, but I can't think of any other way to put it. But he literally didn't pay or provide for anything. We've got a little bit left to this story. Any final thoughts?

No, I think this is like, this is right. But now, how do we go on from here?

I think he needs to get a job. I think you got to say, Papa, we got to get you working somewhere because you have no savings.

Yeah.

Do you want to keep living like that? Do you want to keep living like a beggar or just like off other people's backs?

Well, I mean, he's made it clear that he does.

Guess what? If that's what you want, it's not gonna be my back anymore. Good luck.

Someone else's back to hop onto. But there's a little bit left. When I was in grade school, money for bills, food, and school came from my mom. Money for taxes on our property. Is that what you Americans call mortgage? We call mortgage mortgage. We call mortgage mortgage.

Mortgage.

Just curious. Came from my grandaunt living in the U.S. There were all these thoughts in my head when I exploded at him earlier. I failed to notice that he was the one who raised me since my mom was always in Japan. He helped me with homework, taught me how to ride a bike, and those things money can't buy. Now, these were the thoughts that hit me when I was taking a shower earlier. So right after, I decided to talk to him. It may take a while, but we'll be fine. Thank you, everyone. And that's it.

Oh.

That's the end of that story.

Lovely. Well, I hope things go up from here and your dad can stand on his own two feet and, you know, doesn't need to ride your back anymore or ride anyone else's back or all that matters.

I think it was a good conversation to have, even if it came out in not the best way.

Yeah.

But sometimes that happens.

It's a harsh truth. And that's the end of this story. Let's head to the next one.

A stranger asked me for legal advice at a party. I turned him down.

Stranger danger, stranger danger.

Hi, everyone. This actually happened last night. I was at my brother's place for an NFL draft party. I haven't seen my brother in a couple weeks, and my brother and I live a couple hours from each other because I've moved away, so I haven't seen a lot of his friends in years. I also haven't met most of my brother's girlfriend's family and friends because she comes from a town a couple hours from where they currently live in the opposite direction from where I live. My brother and his girlfriend have been together two years and are getting engaged next month. At the party, I was talking with a group of people and one guy, the husband of one of my brother's girlfriend's friends, asked me what I do for a living. And I said, I'm an attorney.

He then asked me what kind of law I practice and I could already see where this was going. You then started into, so I'm having problems with one of my neighbors. As he was launching into his story, I reached into my pocket and gave him a card and told him to call me in the morning to discuss the issue.

You go, I'm not on the clock right now.

I'm off the clock. Stop bothering me. He got upset and said, why can't I just answer a couple of quick questions for him since we're both there? I said, I was there to see my brother and watch the draft. and didn't want to discuss business right now. By the way, this comes from ManBearPigCereal. And if you want to submit your own stories, go to the r slash OKStoryTime subreddit.

I'm Sophia.

I'm Keon. I'm Riley.

And we're here to give good advice goofily, but we don't have all the answers. We only know what we'd do. So let us know what you would do in the comments. OP says, as other attorneys will tell you at social gatherings, this is a common thing. Once people find out you're an attorney, they'll try to corner you with a bunch of questions and you're basically back on the clock. Years ago, I decided to do the business card thing instead of answering questions so I could actually enjoy social gatherings.

That's very fair. I actually, that's smart. Makes sense.

Besides, these things almost never turn into actual business. People just want free legal advice. I've never had any complaints about it before. The guy got upset, said something under his breath, and stormed off. The other people standing there all made a face as he stormed off, and we went right back into our conversation. That was it. Or so I thought.

Oh, no. No.

It's going to make us stink.

He brought his neighbor.

He actually called.

He actually got his neighbor and said, like, hey, we need to figure this out now.

The rest of the night was fine, and it was never brought up again. We enjoyed the draft, and I enjoyed seeing my brother's knucklehead friends all these years later. I got a text from my brother this morning, and he said, I want to make this clear. I completely understand why you did what you did. He's seen it happen a bunch of times at events and heard me complain about it afterwards. However, his girlfriend is upset that I blew her friend's husband off and wants me to reach out to him. apologize and answer his questions.

You know what he can do? Reach out to me. I gave him my business card.

Yep. He literally could reach out to me. You just have to pay me. I honestly, I think that you should tell the girlfriend, oh, hey, what's your job? And then tell her to give, you know, free hours of whatever her job is.

Very easy.

Be like, honey, not on the clock. Don't put the honey part. That'd be really rude. But you're like, I'm not on the clock. Like I want to just hang out. I don't want to be talking about my work, my work when I'm not at work.

Yeah.

My brother said he's on my side and said he told her as such, but she made him send the text to me anyway. I believe my brother being on my side and understand he's trying to keep the peace in his relationship. I said I'm not texting and apologizing or calling the guy, but he has my card and is welcome to call me.

Boom. Like I said.

Perfect.

He can reach out to me whenever he wants.

I'm not answering questions. I feel I did nothing wrong. Just because of my job doesn't mean I'm on the clock 24-7. My brother said, yeah, I knew you'd say that. But now I can at least tell my girlfriend I tried and that it was with him. Again, I thought this was the end.

End but it was not i think this is insane that again the correlation here that this is brother's girlfriend's friend's husband yeah why doesn't he just message me yeah okay i thought we were adults.

Here It's like, does he have my number? Then I'm not apologizing. We don't know each other.

I'm sorry. What did you want from me? Oh, you wanted free legal advice?

Also, like.

I don't know you.

Friends' husband can totally be annoyed and think that OP is a jerk. Who cares?

Who cares?

Like, go about your day. Continue thinking that OP sucks.

It doesn't matter.

You guys don't know each other.

If I was an attorney, I'd be like, hey, use the internet.

Again, I thought this was the end, but it was not. His girlfriend texted my mom and told her what happened.

What are we doing?

Now my mom is texting me and saying, I know it's annoying what this guy did, but can you call this guy so that your relationship with brother's girlfriend isn't negatively affected? Because she's obviously upset with you. My brother is getting engaged to her next month and she's going to be family and there's no need to have a rift when she's about to have family.

Why is this bothering her so much?

I don't know. I said it's too late. The fact that she cried to my mom already created a rift on my end about her.

She tried to tattle on you?

Yeah, she literally, I mean, she did. She did tattle on you. Again, I declined and my mom said she understands but just doesn't want negative feelings with brother's girlfriend over this. I said, no, he can call me and I'll answer any questions he has. So Reddit, am I the AOL for how I handle this?

See, I, this is one of those things where I wish we saw like a video of this, of how OP did it. Was it in a rude way? I doubt it was, but like, it was just like rolled eyes. Here's my business card. Call me if you need me for any of the legal advice.

Yeah. It seems like OP just was like, oh, call me. Call me, beat me if you want to reach me.

Yeah.

And if it was done in a rude way, makes sense. But if it wasn't done in a polite way, I see no harm, no foul.

I agree. And it's a little bit, this is getting a little bit ridiculous that your brother's girlfriend is going to everyone she knows to try and cajole you into doing this.

For her friend's husband. Yeah. Which is even the funniest part.

But we do have an update. I have some small updates on this post I made a couple of months ago. My brother got engaged to the girlfriend referenced in the post a couple of weeks ago.

Congrats.

They had a get together to celebrate their engagement this past weekend. They only invited immediate family and those they expect to be in their wedding party. My brother had asked me about being his best man last week before the party.

Cute.

But at the dinner, they formally gave gifts to everyone in their wedding party, along with officially asking everyone to be in the wedding party. Said brother's fiance's friend's husband was there as well. He is not going to be in the wedding party, but his wife apparently will be. I was there before he was. And when he came in, he made no attempt to come over and say hello to me or the group I was talking with.

Oh, little poor baby.

He's standing in the corner glaring.

You pouting? Are you in timeout right now? Fine.

I hardly know the guy. So I don't care if he talks to me. At dinner, there were no assigned seats, but my girlfriend and I happened to be seated, not super close to him and his wife, but close enough to where we could hear each other's conversations if we weren't involved in our own.

Oh, do you think they're going to be really annoying and petty?

I think he's going to be pissy and be talking crap about Opie.

You're like, I hate attorneys. Attorneys suck. Attorneys are the worst.

They're always so selfish. At dinner, I was sitting with my girlfriend next to me on the same side they were seated. On my other side was my sister and her husband, and across from me was some other friends of my brother's fiancé I had never met before this night. My girlfriend was not at the previous event, but I, of course, had told her about the issue. Any final thoughts?

No, let's just see what happens.

Yeah, how should OP proceed?

Should OP be the bigger man or bigger person to just like, Hey man, sorry that I like gave you a bad impression or first time meeting. I just don't like giving advice to one, somebody I don't know. And two, like if you want the advice, it's on the clock.

Unless the guy calls OP out directly, I don't think we need to address this.

Is that like the more mature thing to do?

Because this has been probably talked about because it's been gone through so many people that we should address the tiny elephant in the room.

I don't even know.

I don't know.

I feel like the more mature thing is just ignore it. Because he's not going to see this guy except for like the very rare occasion. Anyway, my girlfriend and I are making small talk with friends of my brother's fiance across from us. And of course, what we all do for a living came up. I said I was an attorney.

And the guy at that point decided to interject into our conversation and say, but don't ask him any questions right now. He'll just give you his card and tell you to call him during business hours. To my delight and his horror. One of the friends we were talking to responded and said, yeah, of course. I hardly expect him to give me legal advice at his brother's engagement party.

And you look at him and you go, oh, you go. We're best friends now. I don't know you. We're best friends now.

That's so true. That would be crazy to do. And then you go, that would be crazy to do. And you stare directly at the friend.

Yeah. How does that sound?

He made an angry face, mumbled something to his wife who told him to drop it, and then I don't think he said a word again the rest of the night.

Aw.

Nothing big, just thought some might find this update amusing. I do find it amusing.

That was great.

Huzzah.

I'm amused.

But that is the end of that story.

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My brother took my water bottle without asking me, then peeled off my stickers. Oh, now there's an issue. I, 18 female, and my brother, 19 male, both received trendy water bottles from our aunt for Christmas a year or two ago. I liked the water bottle, but ended up buying a new lid because I didn't love the original colors.

My brother flat out hated the color of his water bottle and straight up never used his.

Grrrr. Fast forward to the beginning of the summer.

My brother is leaving to be a summer camp counselor. Instead of taking his own water bottle, he takes mine.

Ooh, why though?

He also removed the stickers that I put on it because he didn't like them.

Ooh, that's honestly, that's diabolical.

I'm going to be honest. I didn't use the water bottle as much as I should have, but it was still decently being used. So I noticed when it disappeared. but just thought it was a dishwasher. By the way, this comes from Budget Edition 93. If you want to submit your own stories, you know where to go.

I'm Riley.

I'm Savannah. I'm Sophia.

And we're here to read stories goofily. If you have anything you'd like to add, please add it down below because we don't have all the answers. As Opie says, I would also like to say that if my brother would have just asked me to borrow it for the summer, I would have said yes. I still wouldn't have wanted him to remove my stickers though, because now those stickers are long gone and wasted. And I would have been fine with him dinging it up over the summer too.

I understand things happen. I'm just annoyed by the fact he didn't ask. And when I texted him after I realized he took it to politely tell him I knew he took it and to please bring it back on his next visit home, he called me names and proceeded to ignore me. Now my mom is mad because I'm causing trouble when she just wants to have a nice time with her boy.

With her boy.

Oh, come on.

But I just don't understand why he didn't ask to take his or just ask me for mine. And now my family is mad that I'm upset. On my brother's first visit home, to which he left my water bottle at camp, he laughed in my face after telling me that my water bottle has been repeatedly been damaged and dinged up.

Who is this guy? I mean, I'd be so pissed. He's or she's the younger one.

She's 18, he's 19.

Yeah, she's the younger sibling. He's just being a brother.

Laughing in your face?

Fortunately, that is. Oh, my God. My brother does this thing where he constantly, like, lies.

But, like, he'll just lie, and it's about, like, stupid things. And he's like, oh, yeah, you know, like, the sun actually isn't hot.

And I'm like, yes, it is. And he will, like, go on, like, a whole rant. And then he's just like. And I'm like, what is wrong with you? Like, I knew the answers. I'm trying to be weird.

Is your brother anything like your cousin? No.

No.

My, no, my brother's normal.

Okay, just checking.

My brother's great.

At this point, I just want for my brother to admit that what he did was wrong and to just be a mature person and just apologize for.

What he did.

Because in the end, I really don't care about the water bottle. I care about the fact. that he does whatever he wants, and no one cares. When talking to my mom about this, she said that I'm not going to get an apology from him, and she'll just buy me a new one. But I don't want a new one. I just want my brother, who is a full-grown man, to own up to his actions, even if it is something stupid like a water bottle. Yes, this is probably the most champagne problem that ever existed, but I feel like I'm losing my mind, and I need to know if I'm a terrible person or not.

Pfft.

I mean, how would you be a terrible person?

What?

Just, I don't know. How are you a terrible person? Because your brother's being a wiener.

Yeah, because your brother stole your stuff and then ruined it.

Did Sam act like this whenever he was 19?

No.

Was he a little difficult at 19?

Not for me.

That's good. Also, it's not normal to say that I'm not going to get an apology out of someone. He is a full grown adult. And the fact that he can't just simply apologize for something. This simple shows his maturity. Please let me know if I'm a crazy or a terrible person because I'm losing my mind. And OP, you are a terrible person. Leave him alone.

Alone.

No, the verdict was different.

Oh, I was giving my verdict. Don't you think she's terrible for letting this get to her?

No.

You could be making money moves. Instead, you're worrying about your brother not apologizing to you. Anyways, update. Thanks for all of the support. Nice to know that I'm not losing my mind. And I am mad about this. I've talked again with my mom to try and fully communicate how the whole situation made me feel without us getting mad at each other. She does seem more understanding now than a few days ago. And has agreed to talk with my brother after he gets back for the summer.

I honestly don't think I'm going to get an actual apology from him. But at this point, I'm trying not to care as much about this. I'm taking my mom on her new offer for a new water bottle. Smiley face. Also, I'd like to add that a lot of times I have been viewed as an angry daughter by my family. I have kept to myself and I'm never truly happy around my family. And there are times where I feel left out, even if they are not trying to leave me out. I think a lot of my anger and sadness from the situation is just me feeling this way.

instead of the water bottle. It kind of felt like the water bottle proved what I was feeling on the inside. Anyway, to say all the things I'm trying to say is I'm going to be the bigger person. But to all those suggesting I take something of his, I thought about it, and his things are either too valuable or he doesn't care about them enough to make an impact, or at least the impact I'm trying to make. I like that at the end of the story, it was just like a therapy session.

Yeah.

And you wanted to stay for the story?

Yeah. I wanted to see what she was going to do. The title seems so interesting. I was like, why did you take the stickers off and act like it?

Just because of the stickers?

Yeah, I was like, what are you doing with the stickers?

Dude, you and my girlfriend are just like the same person.

Big mistake. I don't have red hair. She's the only person in the world that has red hair. She did it first.

That is true. And everyone's just copying her. Well, that's the end of that one, fellas.

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