A little background: I cannot stand my uncle's girlfriend, Theresa. (I only say her name because I don't care if she sees this. If I knew that I wouldn't get in trouble, I would flip at her every day.) Pretty much everyone else in the family thinks she is immature and lazy, too. I am not the only one that thinks this. She is in her 30s and all she does ALL day is play game boy. It goes between watching TV, doing crossword puzzles, playing on the computer, or playing game boy. My grandma was out one time and I don't answer the phone when she isn't there unless it is my mom or dad calling. My uncle called the house 10 times in 5 minutes. I naturally think it is some emergency, so I answer the phone, even though I don't know who is calling. The reason he called was because Theresa was playing some Pokemon game on the game boy and she needed to ask my brother a question about it. Umm, was it really necessary to call that many times without leaving a message? 
She does not have a job and says she "can't get one because she is afraid to drive in the snow" 
. If my uncle goes somewhere and doesn't ask her to go with him, she will have a fit. True story: My uncle and my grandfather were going to the dumpster at my grandfather's office to throw away boxes or something. They asked my dad and brother to go, so it was a little "guys outting". My grandma and I were sitting in the living room in her house and in comes Theresa pouting because they didn't ask her to go with them. She was seriously crying because of this. My grandmother told her that she needs to grow up. HAHAHA. Anytime I tell my little brother to do something (like today he was scraping his feet on the ground and making this horrible noise just to get on my nerves and i asked him to stop), he shoots back with leave me alone. Theresa says something to the effect of hes not bothering you. I usually ignore her and then my brother will call me a loser or some other childish name (jerk, loser, jerkface, etc.). She will laugh and say "good one, (insert bro's name). She will call me a brat or something anytime I say anything. And the worst part is that my grandma will agree with her and say something to the effect of "she's right, you are spoiled".
Anyways, on to tonight. We go to my grandma's house every Friday for pizza. Usually I just stay down stairs on the computer to avoid my uncle and Theresa. I go up stairs and she is feeding my grandma's dog. The dog, Smokey, is 16 years old and has 2 ceizure type things. She can barely walk and is very thin. She should probably have been put to sleep a year or two ago, but anytime you bring it up, my grandparents will insist that she is getting better. She needs support to stand up and even then, she cannot stand long enough to eat her dinner. So Theresa was holding her by her harness. Smokey's legs were shaking and I went over to put my hand under her stomach. If you do that, I guess she feels more secure and will eat better. Theresa snaps at me and says "I got her. She is fine. I can take care of her." I try to tell her that if you put your hand under Smokey, she is better. Theresa doesn't let me say anything and snaps "You act like I can't do anything. I can take care of her. I know how to do it. She is doing perfectly fine." I have known that dog for literally my whole life. I have taken care of her for as long as I can remember. I was the one that was there both times she had the ceizures. She didn't even know Smokey when the ceizures happened. I was there by myself, panicking, because I had no clue what was happening and didn't know what to do. Did she sit with Smokey for hours the night she had the second ceizure? NO! Does she clean up after Smokey every time she goes in the house? NO! I do! I know that dog just about as well if not better than I know my own dog. I spend more time at my grandma's house than I do at my own, therefore I consider it my house. She is only there for an hour or 2 on Fridays. I am there EVERY day after school and EVERY day all day in the summer. How dare she come into what is basically my house and snap at me when I try to take care of my dog. I don't yell at her when she takes care of her dogs and cats (she has practically a zoo at her house, none of the animals there are as severely disabled as Smokey) in a way that I don't like. I honestly cannot stand her. And I am being extremely nice. If I said what I would like to say about her, this thread would most likely disappear and I would possibly even be kicked off the boards.
Sorry, I just had to vent. I am seriously shaking because I am so upset.
She does not have a job and says she "can't get one because she is afraid to drive in the snow" . If my uncle goes somewhere and doesn't ask her to go with him, she will have a fit. True story: My uncle and my grandfather were going to the dumpster at my grandfather's office to throw away boxes or something. They asked my dad and brother to go, so it was a little "guys outting". My grandma and I were sitting in the living room in her house and in comes Theresa pouting because they didn't ask her to go with them. She was seriously crying because of this. My grandmother told her that she needs to grow up. HAHAHA. Anytime I tell my little brother to do something (like today he was scraping his feet on the ground and making this horrible noise just to get on my nerves and i asked him to stop), he shoots back with leave me alone. Theresa says something to the effect of hes not bothering you. I usually ignore her and then my brother will call me a loser or some other childish name (jerk, loser, jerkface, etc.). She will laugh and say "good one, (insert bro's name). She will call me a brat or something anytime I say anything. And the worst part is that my grandma will agree with her and say something to the effect of "she's right, you are spoiled".Anyways, on to tonight. We go to my grandma's house every Friday for pizza. Usually I just stay down stairs on the computer to avoid my uncle and Theresa. I go up stairs and she is feeding my grandma's dog. The dog, Smokey, is 16 years old and has 2 ceizure type things. She can barely walk and is very thin. She should probably have been put to sleep a year or two ago, but anytime you bring it up, my grandparents will insist that she is getting better. She needs support to stand up and even then, she cannot stand long enough to eat her dinner. So Theresa was holding her by her harness. Smokey's legs were shaking and I went over to put my hand under her stomach. If you do that, I guess she feels more secure and will eat better. Theresa snaps at me and says "I got her. She is fine. I can take care of her." I try to tell her that if you put your hand under Smokey, she is better. Theresa doesn't let me say anything and snaps "You act like I can't do anything. I can take care of her. I know how to do it. She is doing perfectly fine." I have known that dog for literally my whole life. I have taken care of her for as long as I can remember. I was the one that was there both times she had the ceizures. She didn't even know Smokey when the ceizures happened. I was there by myself, panicking, because I had no clue what was happening and didn't know what to do. Did she sit with Smokey for hours the night she had the second ceizure? NO! Does she clean up after Smokey every time she goes in the house? NO! I do! I know that dog just about as well if not better than I know my own dog. I spend more time at my grandma's house than I do at my own, therefore I consider it my house. She is only there for an hour or 2 on Fridays. I am there EVERY day after school and EVERY day all day in the summer. How dare she come into what is basically my house and snap at me when I try to take care of my dog. I don't yell at her when she takes care of her dogs and cats (she has practically a zoo at her house, none of the animals there are as severely disabled as Smokey) in a way that I don't like. I honestly cannot stand her. And I am being extremely nice. If I said what I would like to say about her, this thread would most likely disappear and I would possibly even be kicked off the boards.
Sorry, I just had to vent. I am seriously shaking because I am so upset.
she sounds like a real loser!!
My family included!!
