GasBandit
Staff member
Some more gems from last night as they occur to me, while I wait for people to get ready -
Before dinner, the Mom called me over in the presence of the Elder brother and his wife and said something to the effect of "You were so talkative yesterday, and today you've been so quiet! I hope we can help you feel welcome here" etc etc and of course I laid on thick how I felt so welcomed and at home in this emotional abattoir of awkwardness, and she doesn't even let me finish before she formally introduces me to her eldest son and his wife. His wife at least, puts in the effort to be genial but Eldest himself is clearly only posturing for Mom's sake. Once the exchange is over, he goes back to pretending I don't exist. Which is probably the best I could hope for.
At Dinner, the Mom had us all go around and say something we were thankful for, as well as say something that we were specifically thankful for about the person to our left. It was at that moment that it crystallized before my eyes how much nobody wanted to be here. The insincerity and dissembling was so thick you'd think it was fresh off the whale carcass. Nobody wants to get attached to Eldest's wife or new son because, as I explained before, they expect they will be out of their lives by the end of April, if his pattern holds. At least all of the younger brother's family was sitting together so they got some genuine moments out of it.
Another surreal development - the Mom is absolutely riveted by watching Turkish telenovellas (with subtitles of course). Nothing wrong with that, but it's just so out of left field. She says they offer all the melodrama of the mexican ones, but their conservative nature means they're safe to have on with kids around.
Before dinner, the Mom called me over in the presence of the Elder brother and his wife and said something to the effect of "You were so talkative yesterday, and today you've been so quiet! I hope we can help you feel welcome here" etc etc and of course I laid on thick how I felt so welcomed and at home in this emotional abattoir of awkwardness, and she doesn't even let me finish before she formally introduces me to her eldest son and his wife. His wife at least, puts in the effort to be genial but Eldest himself is clearly only posturing for Mom's sake. Once the exchange is over, he goes back to pretending I don't exist. Which is probably the best I could hope for.
At Dinner, the Mom had us all go around and say something we were thankful for, as well as say something that we were specifically thankful for about the person to our left. It was at that moment that it crystallized before my eyes how much nobody wanted to be here. The insincerity and dissembling was so thick you'd think it was fresh off the whale carcass. Nobody wants to get attached to Eldest's wife or new son because, as I explained before, they expect they will be out of their lives by the end of April, if his pattern holds. At least all of the younger brother's family was sitting together so they got some genuine moments out of it.
Another surreal development - the Mom is absolutely riveted by watching Turkish telenovellas (with subtitles of course). Nothing wrong with that, but it's just so out of left field. She says they offer all the melodrama of the mexican ones, but their conservative nature means they're safe to have on with kids around.