Holidays are a time where many of you single folks and newly coupleds will meet your SigOt’s family. I will be doing the same… omg, right?
In the spirit of the holidays, I wanted to share some personal humiliation from my dating history while I was with The Fiancee.
TF and I dated for about four years (I lost track) the first time we dated (there was that second time we dated where the engagement actually occurred a year or so after the first dating sequence… got that?). One time my ex was extremely sick - so much, that I had to call for help. During that inquisitive phone conversation with his brother (a doctor), I fell deathly ill as well. I then called a friend who had to rush us both to the brother’s office at one of the Cleveland Clinic emergency campuses. We both contracted norovirus. For those that are (luckily) unfamiliar with norovirus, envision for a moment extreme amounts of things coming out both ends. Anyways, Brother Doctor needed to give me a suppository. Yup, in my butt. With his finger. (My ex was actually sick enough that he needed an IV). Gross memory deleted.
Now tell me how many of your future inlaws family dinner conversations started with “Brother had his finger in her butt.” Doesn’t it sound like a ridicule from grade school or something? I don’t feel embarrassed that often, but this was hilariously uncomfortable for the duration of our courtship. Not unlike the suppository.
Have any embarrassing “meet the parents” stories?
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December 22nd, 2008 at 9:31 am
Oh god…your title makes me think back to a couple events (neither of which have to do with meeting parents). #1 - I showed hubby’s brother my piercing…I don’t even think he was 18 yet. #2 - I went skiing with hubby and his friend about 8 years ago. [Think about it.] It was interesting, but regret the choice of company
December 22nd, 2008 at 10:00 am
I can’t top that. Can anyone really?
December 24th, 2008 at 3:48 pm
Yep. Don’t think I could ever top that. Of course, I’m sibling-less
December 27th, 2008 at 5:55 pm
Did he at least buy you dinner first?
I couldn’t your story even if I made something up.
December 30th, 2008 at 8:29 am
Okay, so this beats any story I have about my life but reminds me of something similar that happened to my cousin when her and her new BF both got food poisoning and he was puking in the toilet and she was naked in the bath tub because it was coming out both ends. Talk about a bonding experience.
Though, there was no brothers finger involved - you still win by a LOT.