Maternal Bastardy

[featherynscale]

Spoke to mother today - apparently, whatever combination of genetics and training it is that causes a person to realize that other people can generally look after themselves, she doesn't have it. I hadn't spoken to her in over two weeks, so obviously I was either dead or grievously wounded. She had my dad call every hospital in Kansas City last night. "Do you know there are forty hospitals in Kansas City?" she says. I didn't, but I do now.

Anyway, apparently she was so convinced that I was deceased that she gave away my cat. I fully realize that leaving the cat at my mother's house was, in essence, giving up all rights to the cat, including custody and visitation, but damn. That's cold.

Comments

[chainwoman.livejournal.com]

Perhaps you should have asked her how many morgues there are??? After all, if she assumed you were dead then shouldn't she check there? Perhaps with the police???

[kaikias.livejournal.com]

Gah. *offers spork*

[zylch.livejournal.com]

Gah! And people think my mother is nuts. At least she waits about two months between communications before emailing to ask if I'm still alive. And she has not, to my knowledge, contacted any hospitals about the matter.

[digibri.livejournal.com]

She gave away your cat?!?!
Eek, that's perhaps the most aggressively passive aggressive thing I've ever heard!

Have you ever called her on her passive aggressive behavior?
When faced with similar treatment, I personally love responding to people by describing their behavior; you know, saying such things as, "My my, how marvelously passive aggressive of you." I love the "deer in the headlights" looks I get.

:-)

B.

[liquidfun.livejournal.com]

I conditioned my family members to the point where they now assume that unless they don't get a phone call around the winter holiday season, assume I am muddling along just fine.

It only took a few years of contacting them once every six months or so to accomplish this feat ...