If You Have It Your Way I’m Going Another Way

I was embarrassed going to any business with my mother, but especially fast-food places, because she was such an absolute b**** to the employees. I’ve told her off about it many times, but she has this holier-than-thou attitude about it and refuses to accept that she’s just being a b****.

One time, we went through the Burger King drive-through, and after she had already paid and gotten her food:

Mother: “Can I have a small cup of the Big King sauce?”

Employee: “We can, but we have to charge you for it.”

Mother: *Immediately starts shouting at the top of her lungs.* “Oh, I thought I was at Burger King! What happened to have it your way, you f***** c***-sucker!?”

And then she floors it out of there.

I screamed at her the whole way home and told her I would not be going out with her ever again if this is how she thought she could react to every mild inconvenience. I’ve kept that promise for two years now and only see her at Thanksgiving and Christmas at her own home. She’s still confused why I’ve “abandoned” her.