Am I The Asshole? (Part 3)

- Welcome back ladies and gentlemen. Today we are diving back into the red of thread. Am I the asshole? We're gonna find out. I am the judge and jury here. We're gonna find out if you're an asshole. If you ever wanted to know, now you'll know. Am I the asshole for telling my wife? I don't care about her dreams. (laughs) You're an idiot. I don't know about being an asshole. I think that anyone who has dated a woman knows that they love talking about their dreams for some reason. - Greg said these aren't sleepy dreams. So these are aspirations dreams. Oh yeah, you're a fucking piece of shit then. (laughs) I thought this was like, oh, I had a crazy dream. Like the fucking wizard came down. You're like, okay, and I'm like, I get it. Like every day, you're telling me this. My wife wants to be an influencer on TikTok and YouTube. She has been creating mommy content about her day to day life. I told her I don't mind, but I don't want our children ages four and two in any of the content. I recently watched her channel and saw our kids in almost all of the videos. I told her she needs to remove all of her content because she's turning our kids into products and the interactions are becoming performative. She recently made a video about how she gets our two-year-old to stop having a tantrum. And I can't believe her first instinct when our kid is crying is to turn her camera on. She started crying saying that she built this up and this is her dream and deleting her content will ruin it. And I simply said, I don't give a fuck. If you don't delete it, I will consider a divorce. She told her friends and even hinted on her social media accounts that she has an over-controlling in narcissism to husband that doesn't want her on social media. I'm currently being ridiculed by her friends. Am I being over-controlling or narcissistic? Oh my God, dude. What a hot start to this fucking video. I don't think you're being over-controlling. I think this is something. I think this is a discussion for sure. If you had a discussion with your wife that you are not comfortable with your children being on the internet or used for content and your wife was like, okay, cool. But then did it anyway, that's a big issue. And I don't think you're being over-controlling or narcissistic to be like, we agreed that we weren't going to do this. So let's not do it. Also, the biggest thing is like, she's turning our kids into products and the interactions are becoming performative. That I think is like the most damaging potential part of like the family, children, mom, dad, content that exists in the world. Because that's exactly true. Like, eventually it's like, once this camera turns on, we all have to pretend to be happy. And that's a weird thing to program into a child, especially ones that are four and two. I don't think that it's good for anybody to have a relationship where they feel like, I got to turn the camera on and just be like, you know, this thing when they're young. So the fact that they're four and two is just even worse. I think the husband clearly doesn't want them in there to protect them. And it seems like the wife is honestly going about this in a selfish way. If you agreed to not do it and you're doing it anyway, because of something like, I built this up and this is my dream, you can do it. And it could be your dream. But you guys agreed not to have the children in it. They don't have to be in it and it's fucked up. And then to drag you through the mud after that is kind of wild too. This feels like it's headed towards a nasty D word. Am I the asshole for how we reacted to my son coming out to me? We're getting into it today, aren't we? I've always known my son had an interest in men. He was slow to learn about incognito mode and from the search as he has made, I figured he was at least bicarious. Well, last year he started bringing a boy around and it was obvious they were dating to the point. I figured that he knew that I knew and it wasn't a big deal to anyone. Well, apparently I was wrong. After school yesterday, he and his boyfriend came up to me and said there was something really important they needed to tell me. My son said that they were dating and had been for a year. Well, I was surprised that he wasn't aware that I knew and was a bit thrown off. My mouth moved faster than my brain and I said, well, that's pretty fucking gay. I don't know that even if you knew that that's like a normal reaction. Like I think the normal reaction if you knew is like you just being like, yeah, no, yeah, no. The fuck, he's not being like, that's pretty fucking gay. Like, I was at your reaction. How does that equate to I already knew? You know what I mean? I thought it was Pete Comedy. (clapping) I thought it was Pete Comedy since it is in fact gay. However, I understand using the word gay in that way gives it a very negative undertone. It's not about the negative undertone. It's just not indicative of I knew and it's fine, you know? Now, my son and I are usually pretty edgy with our humor. This being fairly tame for the stuff we joke about. However, he and his boyfriend were very, very upset and left. I think you should think about what you should say and then just don't do that. Because literally you're listening to your intuition and fucking everything up. Yeah, no, weird thing to say. If you knew that your son was gay or you had like an inkling that they were gay or whatever, or the fuck, you know? You should know that that's like a very difficult thing for gay people to do to their parents. So they think like, oh my god, they're gonna hate me. Or they're not gonna love me. Or they're gonna kick me out of the house. Or whatever the fuck else these idiots do to their children. So, you know, that part, you can make jokes immediately after that, okay? You could say like, you know what, it's totally fine. I totally support you. I've known for a while, you know, it is what it is. And then you and your son can go back to doing peak comedy and calling each other gay or whatever the hell you're doing. If your children are coming out to you, like rule of thumb, that's a very difficult thing for them to treat that lightly. And then if you guys have that sort of sense of humor together, then you can make the jokes after that. But it's a big moment for them. So don't, you know, well, you're fucking gay. That's not helping anybody, dude. Am I the asshole for not acting happy when my wife saw me in our morning commute? (laughing) I like that, I like that. For not acting happy. I was driving to work this morning and as I'm getting close to my exit a car and the right lane suddenly speeds up, blocking my access to that lane. I was super annoyed and I look over to see what the hell is wrong with that driver. Turns out it's my wife and she's smiling and waving. I don't wave back or smile because I wanted to make my exit and needed to switch lanes. My wife sends me a message when she gets to work saying she was sad I didn't wave back. Then brought it up again tonight and we argued about it. Marriage, man. From my point of view, I was kind of annoyed because I could have missed my exit or worse gotten into an accident. I just don't think the freeway at 7 a.m. is the place to do that. Am I the asshole for not waving back to my wife from the freeway when I was trying to change lanes and make my exit? You know, I'll be honest with you. I'll say you're not an asshole for this, but like there's something going on. Clearly your wife is like being more playful and thought you were a respondent certain way and you're like, fuck this bitch. So like clearly there's some sort of resentment deep down that you need to dig and find as to why you would do this because if you were like actually annoyed, then being like, bro, you could have hit me. Like you're trying to play jokes right now and you could have hit me. Like that's better than just being like (sighing) and just driving off and like not saying a word until you get home. You know, like it's just interesting. I mostly, it's a little fair to be like more annoyed on a morning commute or even a commute home from work because I used to work in Manhattan and I would take the six train home and my brother used to work in Manhattan too so he would take the same train and there were multiple times that we saw each other on the train and didn't say a word to each other. I swear to God, we would see each other and just be like, like nothing. Like no hand motion? Tom, I'd rather Tom. We would just look at each other and see and we'd stare at each other long enough to be like, okay, but I wouldn't even raise my hand and need it with he and then we would just put our heads down. That was it. I will say if you want to wave high to your husband, don't try to crash into him for sure. I don't think this particular thing makes you an asshole but I do think it's in there. I think you are an asshole. Dear wife, you have to understand this woman's just trying, she's excited to see you and she's just trying to like say hi and she may have almost driven you off the highway and that's a mistake that can be corrected but you know, you don't have to be so cold about it. Am I the asshole for not giving my step daughter an inheritance? Oh, fuck, this is tough today. My husband passed away earlier this year. Our children are six and three and I inherited his entire estate which is worth almost a million dollars. When I was in high school, my husband had a child with this girlfriend at that time. That child is now 16. My step daughter and her mother are very poor. They have struggled financially and since my husband's death, they are no longer received child support. They're struggling to pay rent and risk getting evicted. My step daughter reached out to me begging for her share of the inheritance. I feel bad for her but my husband clearly stated in his will that he wanted to leave his estate to me and my children only. I barely even know my step daughter and I don't think it's my responsibility to take care of her. She called me a heartless gold digger and is saying that giving her money was the least I could do to make up for the years of neglect. Am I the asshole? So your dirt poor step daughter is asking for a little help and you're like, I don't know, the big man said no. No thanks. She have children that are six and three. I mean it's a million dollars. I don't know how inheritance works if there's any sort of tax involved in that. But if you let's just hypothetically say you get a million flat, you could probably help somebody out. I mean, I think that me personally it would be hard to say no to someone who is clearly struggling financially. I would probably agree to give them some. Even if it was like $100,000, which is like a life changing amount to get in one shot, if you gave them $100,000, I would say, you still have $900,000 between you and your two children. I'm not ready to call you an asshole, but I think you should think about it. I think if you're in an advantageous position, if you have the ability to help, then you should. I think that you should help the step daughter. Don't turn it into this thing. We're like every single month you're gonna come back and I'm gonna give you more money. I would just come to an agreement of like, okay, cool. 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Nailed it, dude. Nailed it. They hate that I don't find my full purpose in being a wife and a mother. And they hate that my husband pulls his weight at home like cooking dinner. They were staying with us for two weeks. And one night I got home from work and went into the shower. My husband always makes the dinner. But when I got out of the shower, there was no dinner. My mother-in-law told me, I need to do my duty as a wife and cook for my family. Bro, what is with in-laws? Like, you hear horror stories of people doing stuff like this? Like, I can't imagine. My parents would never do something like this. And I think it's because they know that I would mall them like a rabid Wolverine. You're going to come into my house and tell my spouse something that they should be doing, whether it's like how to raise your children or like how we go about our lives. You think it should be going the way that you did. Like, are you fucking okay? Enjoy the front yard because that's your fucking bed for the night. My coward of a husband just sat there and didn't look at me. I asked my husband if he had anything to say. He said his mother had a point and it wouldn't hurt if I acted more like a proper woman and took better care of my home and children. He said tradition was tradition for a reason. I told him it wouldn't be good tradition to allow a man who makes only $35,000 a year to support a family of five. Then I said he was too broke to be so sexist. I saw tears in his eyes and he excused himself. I wish I didn't say this in front of our children, but am I the asshole? You are, an asshole. But it's okay, because not that it's okay. You're an asshole. I think that you shouldn't say stuff like that in front of other people, even if in this situation, especially saying that in front of the children, not necessarily. And I believe that the mom in-laws were there. Also, probably not the best thing. But I get it. I get why you would say that to be like, bro, everyone's coming at me and acting like I'm a fucking, like, sorry, I'm not a milk maiden. Like, what the fuck do you want from me, bro? Like, I'm not your fucking maid. I have a job, I work, fucking make dinner, you know? Are you kidding me? Yeah, I think the issue is some people are just bitches. You know, some people are so afraid of their parents even though they're a grown person. And that's because their parents were in great a parenting. And when a parents are like overly protective and like, they take care of everything and don't let people be themselves, those people become relying on their parents for so long. And then they're scared to ever say no to them. So that's why his mom can walk into your house and say, you should be a better woman. And then your husband just sits and looks at his fucking thumbs like this 'cause now he's three years old again. He's a little bitch. Okay, at a certain point in your life, if your parents raise you right, your parents realize that your wife and your children and your decisions take precedent over theirs. And if they're bad parents, then you've married a spouse who's a bitch. Not only does it make $35,000, but he's seven years old. But sure it was, all right. He's afraid of his mama and papa. Am I the asshole for not letting my girlfriend eat the non-bred we ordered? I don't even have to read this, dude. Have you ever eaten non-bred? It's fucking incredible. You're a fucking asshole idiot. If non-bred had mold on it, I would still eat it. That's how good that shit is, okay? Like a garlic non-bred, oh god. My girlfriend and I got take out from Indian restaurant we like in order from it, but it is very pricey. And we try to keep our order small. One curry on tray for me, one curry on tray for her, and a side of non-bred that we share. The thing is, the side of bread isn't very much. And the on tray just isn't the same without it. So it annoys me when she eats the bread without dipping it in her curry. All right, hold on now, hold on. You're not dipping the non-bred? You're just raw dog in the non? It's such a waste of the little bread that we get. I told her this before, and she said it's not my concern how she eats her food. Except it is my concern because she is wasting a shared side, whatever, I let it go each time. This time she didn't order curry like she usually does. She got, can't even pronounce that, rice and meat. So I was happy that I get the bread to myself. While we were eating, she reaches over for the bread and eats a piece on its own. I got annoyed and moved the bread away from her and told her she doesn't need the bread since she isn't eating a curry dish. Bro, this is marriage, this is so funny. And she doesn't need the bread, whereas I am eating curry so I do need bread. Bro, I love how, you know, like you can tell that he wrote this post on Reddit like five minutes after they stopped talking about it. Being like, oh, you think I'm crazy? Let's find out, let's see. And he just typed out the whole thing. Also that her entree comes with rice and she can eat that. She called me a greedy asshole and took her food and ate the rest in our bedroom. My friends are split. One of them says I'm in the right and it's too much carbs for one meal. Who the fuck is your friend? That's like the least of problems here. For her to have bread and rice, but the other friend essentially also called me a greedy asshole, am I the asshole? Yeah, I'm mad, darn, bro. I'm torn because non bread is so good that even if I don't have, bro, you gotta dip the bread though. You know what I'm saying? Also, non's not expensive, right? The curry stuff is probably expensive. I've paid like $20 for a plate of some shit from like butter chicken or something. Get an extra little non bread in there. Dude, listen, you know how you have to emotionally invest in your relationships and you're like, I have to be present, I have to listen. I have to take interest in their interests in order to keep this thing together. You have to emotionally invest. It sounds like to me, you have to monetarily invest in this as well and buy another fucking side of non so that you guys don't rip each other's heads off. Okay, there's a simple solution here. It's buy an extra piece of non bread, all right? And maybe order it just less. I mean, clearly, it seems like everything is going really well in this relationship because if the Indian restaurant ordering of non bread is like the giant issue that's gonna get you to go on Reddit and type this thing out, it seems like the rest of it's going decently well. So I would just probably invest in your relationship and you guys kind of agree on like, okay, how about we each throw in three extra dollars and we get another side of non so we don't kill each other in our sleep because I'm thinking about divorcing you over garlic non bread. Or easy. We're bringing it back to fucking kindergarten. Cut it down the middle. Now everyone knows what they get, regardless, all right? She's got some good points, you know, I just want to eat a piece of non bread. If it was up to me, I would eat non bread every single day of my life. Okay, if it is around, it's going in my mouth. I don't care if I'm eating any, or what the fuck I'm eating. If I'm eating a hot dog and there's non bread around, I'm taking a piece of it. It doesn't matter, okay? I will be dipping it into something, though, because I refuse to eat that bread with it's not dipped in shit. But she is right. You don't get to tell her how she's supposed to eat her food. Cut that shit down the middle or buy an extra one. This is easy, guys, come on. Am I the asshole for offering to sell my seat to Honeymooners? Whoa, this guy's a good guy. I was flying from Melbourne to Dubai. I paid for a premium economy seat because it is a 14 hour flight, and I wanted to be comfortable. The guy in the seat next to me had been upgraded from economy, and they asked if I could switch seats with his wife, as they had just gotten married, and they were on their honeymoon. I congratulated him and asked where his wife was sitting. He pointed towards, the back of the plane in economy. I declined to switch seats. He asked if there was any way he could convince me. I offered to switch if he paid the difference between seats, which was a thousand dollars. He said they were on a budget for their honeymoon. I congratulated him once again and put in my ear buds. He muttered that I was an asshole. Bro, let me tell you something right fucking now. Nobody owes you a different seat on a plane. Like, if I'm getting, bro, first of all, I don't think you're an asshole at all, okay? The fact that this guy even had the balls to stand up and walk to premium economy and leave his just married to wife in economy, he should be thrown out of the fucking exit plane, exit door. Okay, those guys out the fucking plane. What an asshole. His wife's like, first of all, you know how that happened? They come up and they say, "We have a fucking upgrade." You guys are clearly sitting next to each other and the guys like, "I'll take it." I earned this. Like, no, you say, "No, we just got married. We're not on honeymoon. We're gonna sit together." You don't go up and you don't leave your life back there in economy. You dumbass. You know, actually, when I was coming back from Portugal, I was sitting in my seat in first class. And someone comes out to me and is like, "Can you just switch up my wife?" She's in the row ahead of you, same sort of seat. I just went to the next round. I said, "Yeah, cool, no problem." So I switched seats and I'm one row ahead of where I was. Then another guy sitting next to me, asked me if I wanted to switch seats with his daughter who was sitting right in front of us so that they could sit together. But then that would put me in the aisle and I was like, "No, I'm not bouncing around first class until the rest of the plane is fucking comfortable." You know what I mean? I also hate how that happens. Like, "Hey, can you switch?" Just because unless there's a child under the age of eight involved, I'm not switching like seats. Unless it's like boom, boom. But I'm not going to another city on this fucking plane so you could sit next to your wife. Who the fuck even talks to people on planes? Who's having conversations, dude? Put your headphones in, watch some shitty TV or like fucking catch me if you can for the eighth time. That's what I do. Enjoy your flight. That's it. Also for the honeymooners, "Hey, ma'am, you're back there in economy and your husband actually accepted a premium economy? Fucking seats? Break up with this guy. Divorce him. Easy. Am I the asshole for giving my son non-vegan food behind my wife's back before we read anything? The answer is yes. About six years ago my wife decided to go vegan. She also decided our son should be vegan, which after seeing a dietician I also agreed with. Things had been fine with this arrangement until a few months ago when I began finding rappers from non-vegan candy and even burgers from McDonald's in my son's school bag, which he had been buying with chore money. I had a conversation with my son and he confessed he felt lonely and excluded eating vegan around his friends and that they always had a much better candy than he did and it wasn't fair. I decided I didn't want him spending his pocket money on snacks so I began buying my son what he wanted on our way to football practice instead. Long story short, my wife recently found out what has been going on and completely flipped out. She called me an animal abuse enabler and a few other names that I was now corrupting our son. Now she's not speaking to me. Our son, Panneck, and told her I had bought the snack from him and he didn't know they were vegan. Why are people so afraid of talking? Like this is like an easy thing to be doing. Yeah, you're an idiot for doing it like in this way. I think that I mean your wife calling you an animal abuse enabler is a little while. It's a little crazy. But yeah, she just watched the documentary and now she's firing off animal abuse enabler. That's kind of well. But besides the point, if you're going to do something like that, you and your wife agree that your children is going to be vegan and then you secretly behind her back start buying food that isn't vegan. That's a weird thing to do. Like you could just talk to your wife and say, hey listen, the kid is getting fucking bullied or he feels left out and this and that. How about we just be very selective with the things that he's going to eat that aren't vegan? The fact that she called you an animal abuse enabler she probably wouldn't agree to that anyway. But I do think that there is something to be said. The child is 12. We're getting up there in age when the kids start picking out some of the own stuff that he would want. If he doesn't want to be vegan, I don't think he should force a fucking 12, 13, 14-year-old into a certain diet. I think you should let him pick at a certain point. But yeah, this just requires a conversation between you and your wife. And, you know, your wife should understand that. I think your 12-year-old son is old enough to be a part of the conversation of anything of being like, look, this guy wants to eat shit that's not vegan. He feels left out, this, that, bone, pow, whatever. We're going to eat vegan in this house, but when you're outside of this house, do your thing. Let's give the kids some sort of freedom because if you have delicious too short on your children, that's when they start to rebel and start shaving their heads and getting tattoos on their face. Okay, so let the leash go a little bit for Christ's sake. I don't know anything about parenting. No one listen to me ever, all right? Yeah, so there it is, folks. Am I the asshole? Some of you are, some of you aren't. In my humble opinion, but that's all we have. Don't forget to dip your non-bread into the butter chicken sauce because there's nothing better than that on this, on this earth, okay? But yeah, don't forget to subscribe, and we will see you guys next time.