So I have to put up with my brother-in-law named Wayne. He is without a doubt the laziest prick I know. His actual excuse for not showing up to help on a project is he took a nap. The fucker doesn't even attempt to make something up to make us feel better about it. He is married to my sister. She is a slave to him. When I say slave I mean she dug a trench for the gas line in the middle of July while being 8 months pregnant all the while he watched tv. I borrowed his $100 saw and told him I would pay a rental fee for it. He's pissed I haven't returned. So my sister calls me at work on Friday and lays into me since he doesn't have the balls to confront me himself. So I fucking broke. I mean I lost it. She called back a second time and I went off about here husband. Then I emailed them this:


EMAIL:



Now it's my turn to play the bad guy. I am very disappointed with what I see in Wayne. When I first met Wayne, he was a confident happy person. He had alot of fire in him. It was great to see that. Boy did things change. Now it seems like talking with him is a chore. All he wants to do is watch tv and buy stuff. Everytime I see you guys together, he talks down to you with orders -" do this.. - do that.. Samuel needs...". Mom spent many hours cleaning your home. Wayne comes home and throws dogfood on the kitchen floor after it was just cleaned. He doesn't clean up after himself. He's a slob. I was told that after the trip to Sac, he unloaded the RV and left it all for you to take care of. I find this outragous. He doesn't want to do help with anything. That is very apparrent. So why bark at me about it? I know he won't do anything out there. He's lazy. Wayne is coward. If he makes his pregnant wife dig a gas line, why should I think he would help build a lake? He's too busy buying stuff. He can spend money faster than anyone I know. And I barely see him. I can only imagine how much he buys. Clocks, toys, tools, carstuff, fishing stuff, guns, etc. I'm sure their's more.


So the soap-opera is running it's course in our family and I am the bad-guy.

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You can lead a gift horse to water, but you can't look him in the mouth. - Archie Bunker