Sunday, 6 December 2009
Tesco Fiasco.
Oh My God! I don't believe it. This afternoon my daughter and her boyfriend were in Tesco, minding their own business, doing the grocery shopping - buying food for a Sunday supper, when my nephew (the awful orphan's younger brother), popped up under my daughter's nose and asked how she was. She didn't want to talk to him so she tried to ignore him; carried on her conversation and walked away. Did he get the message? No. He came running after her to find out why she didn't want to talk to him. By this time my daughter was getting angry; she walked away again. Did he get the message? No. He ran after her again, down the cheese aisle; this time he wanted to know what her problem was. Why didn't she want to talk to him? So she gave him a loud, angry answer in the middle of Tesco. There was shouting and swearing - there was a big scene.
She told him his brother had treated her Father and her family in an appalling manner. She said there was no way she was going to give him the time of day or talk to him or sort out any differences with him, because he hadn't been in touch for 8 months. He was shocked at her attitude. Why? I cannot understand why. He said, I have no father you stupid woman. So the awful orphan's brother feels he has a God given right to be rude and disrespectful just because he has no father. I disagree. My daughter also told him that his brother was taking her Father to court over £22,000 - he had no answer to that. I suppose the way she shouted it out in the middle of Tesco, on a busy Sunday afternoon made it sound a bit bloody petty.
From today's encounter it seems as if there is little or no communication between the 2 brothers. It seems as if the younger one is following the older one blindly. Not asking any questions; for example: Why don't my cousins speak to me any more? Why don't my aunt and uncle see me or speak to me anymore? How can 6 people in one family change so much? Are you sure it's not you they have a problem with? Are you sure I haven't done anything wrong? Are you telling me everything? Are you telling me anything? The younger orphan is 20 years old - he's not a baby. He's a man. He needs to ask questions. He needs to know what is going on.
Or is he being protected? If so. What is he being protected from?
The worst thing about today is that the awful orphan hasn't been able to gauge, in the last 12 months, what impact all this is having on his younger brother. He hasn't given one thought to how his brother will feel living next door to 4 members of his extended family, that he used to be very close to. How will he cope if he approaches them one by one and none of them want to speak to him or sort things out with him? The awful orphan is too selfish to think about the only surviving member of his immediate family. Too selfish to care for him, to nurture him, to love him, to put him first.
The awful orphan and his brother moved in next door to us this evening. It's one of the worst decisions he's made - ever. Did he have an alternative? Yes, of course he did. There's always a way where there's a will. But he took the easy way out for himself and the hard way out for his brother. That's love for you. Blood brothers indeed.
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