u/Fabulous-Team-9586

it’s not the most serious post, but i may be the buttface. mother’s day was sunday, so i spoke to my mother and thanked her for everything that she does, but i forgot to call my dad’s mom (my paternal grandmother). she’s the type of person to tell you when she expected something and her expectations fell short, and sent a passive aggressive text to my brother and i thanking him for remembering to call her. i told her that i was in the middle of finals (this is true) and i apologized for not calling her. she said i could call her yesterday, but i didn’t really want to so i said i’d call her today. i woke up at 7am for an 8am exam, so i was pretty exhausted by the time i was done. i took a nap at noon, so when my alarm went off at 1 to call her, i was in the middle of my rem stage. i called her and it was pretty much her asking how i did on my exams (which, i’m in college; not well) and telling me things i should do. i started yawning a lot because i wanted to go back to bed, and she said her jewish goodbye which was taking ages, so i just expedited the process. so, aitbf?

edit: i'm not sure if this changes anything, but i figured i'd explain why i don't have the most respect for her. she is an extremely self-centered person who treats the working class as though they're dirt at the bottom of her shoes. a few examples i can think of: 1) our waitress asked how her food was and she said it was "vile", 2) she demanded a refund for a suite at a hotel because the maids hadn't finished cleaning by the time she got there, 3) she complained to the front desk at the same hotel because she saw a maid in the regular elevator, 4) she told all of the waitstaff at the restaurants she went to that i was in the hospital and couldn't talk (i was 12 and didn't find out until the next summer when they were all telling me about things i apparently did while i was in the hospital that i couldn't remember), 5) she got mad at my older brother for choosing to spend his summer with me at the hospital instead of at her beach house.

it’s not the most serious post, but i may be the asshole. mother’s day was sunday, so i spoke to my mother and thanked her for everything that she does, but i forgot to call my dad’s mom (my paternal grandmother). she’s the type of person to tell you when she expected something and her expectations fell short, and sent a passive aggressive text to my brother and i thanking him for remembering to call her. i told her that i was in the middle of finals (this is true) and i apologized for not calling her. she said i could call her yesterday, but i didn’t really want to so i said i’d call her today. i woke up at 7am for an 8am exam, so i was pretty exhausted by the time i was done. i took a nap at noon, so when my alarm went off at 1 to call her, i was in the middle of my rem stage. i called her and it was pretty much her asking how i did on my exams (which, i’m in college; not well) and telling me things i should do. i started yawning a lot because i wanted to go back to bed, and she said her jewish goodbye which was taking ages, so i just expedited the process. so, aita?

edit: i'm not sure if this changes anything, but i figured i'd explain why i don't have the most respect for her. she is an extremely self-centered person who treats the working class as though they're dirt at the bottom of her shoes. a few examples i can think of: 1) our waitress asked how her food was and she said it was "vile", 2) she demanded a refund for a suite at a hotel because the maids hadn't finished cleaning by the time she got there, 3) she complained to the front desk at the same hotel because she saw a maid in the regular elevator, 4) she told all of the waitstaff at the restaurants she went to that i was in the hospital and couldn't talk (i was 12 and didn't find out until the next summer when they were all telling me about things i apparently did while i was in the hospital that i couldn't remember), 5) she got mad at my older brother for choosing to spend his summer with me at the hospital instead of at her beach house, 6) she got mad at my parents for letting me open my 13th birthday present before she got there because I had a 3 hour MRI.