Self-Inviting Relatives

Guess what? I have relatives who have decided to invite themselves to our humble abode for Thanksgiving. That means they expect you to prepare a great meal for them, while you were minding your own damn business. There are certain things you can do to avoid or remediate those relatives who want to visit you when you don’t want them to visit:

A few years ago, I purchased a bed for the spare bedroom. I laid down on the queen-size mattress and it was as hard as a rock. Winner.  The pillow is as thin as a sheet of paper. You sleep on that sucker for a weekend and you’ll decide you have to get back on the road.

Another threat is Black Friday. “Since you’re here, can you come with me to the store at 3 AM? Of course, that’s a legitimate threat from me, because Black Friday is when you go to do all your shopping. It is also funny, because that 60” 3D Smart TV you’re getting for YOURSELF becomes public record. Then the rest of the family finds out you’ve either already purchased their gifts…or you aren’t buying them anything. That’s a plus

F it, go out to dinner for Thanksgiving. I guarantee that’s going to inspire your relatives not to ever come back for Thanksgiving. Of course, they aren’t going to have to work, but they sure as hell are going to pay.

We like to relax on Thanksgiving. There’s no need for people who barely know you and barely talk to you to invade your space.

About bittersportspills

I love sports. I don't love the hype, homerism, ratings talk, self-important egomaniacs, bias or any of the other nonsense you get with the national media. Nor will you get the two clowns on sports talk radio who stage phony arguments. It doesn't make it entertaining. It makes it time to turn on your iPod and jam instead of listening to white noise generators. This is the sports blog for you, the ones who don't like everything Los Angeles or New York. Just because the sporting media is based there doesn't mean we have to like their teams. We do treat them fairly, though. That means if one of those cities has an average QB who plays particularly well...we'll note it. If they're garbage, we'll say so. Instead of crying "why, why, why" like a certain sports media homer did in his radio broadcast. This isn't my job...I have a real one. Nevertheless, I'll post here when I make an observation. Common sense in sports is nearly dead. Now we're attempting to bring it back.
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