Category: Siblings


In Dire Need Of Direction

| St. Charles, MO, USA | Nephews & Nieces, Siblings

(I am going to funeral in an area I am not very familiar with. I have directions, and the rest of my family is already there. As I follow the directions, they are not going to an area I am expecting them to take me. It’s really rural and GPS is spotty, but surprisingly, cell phone service works. I call my sister, but I can’t reach her. After the third try, I try her teenage son.)

Me: “Hey, kiddo, can you get me your mom?”

Nephew: “She’s talking to a bunch of people.”

Me: “Okay, but I need to get some directions from her. Can you go bring her the phone?”

Nephew: “Are you lost?”

Me: “Well, I’m not sure…”

Nephew: *running over to his mom yelling loud enough for EVERYONE can hear* “MOM, [My Name] is LOST!”

Sister: *laughing as she picks up*

Me: “I AM NOT LOST! I’m just… not where I expected to be!”

Sister: “So, lost?”

Me: “Not lost. I can get back out of this. I’m just not sure I can get where you are from here.”

(All the while, in background you can hear my nephew:)

Nephew: “Is she lost? Do we have to go get her? Grandma, [My Name] is lost!”

Me: “Will you tell him I’m not lost already…? Then, give me directions.”


The Shortening Generation Gap

| Waynesboro, PA, USA | Siblings

(While cleaning my room with my sister, she happens to find my first phone, which happens to be an old flip phone. Cue her complete confusion.)

Sister: “What is this?!”

Me: “My first phone; it’s a flip phone.”

Sister: *opens it up* “How do you use it?! Is that the screen?! How do you type?! Where’s the front facing camera?! Is the charger a USB or…?”

Me: *tries to explain it in between laughs*

Sister: “So, can you use your finger on the screen?”

Me: *cracking up by now* “No!”

Sister: “Man, I’d hate to have that phone. It’s really weird.”

(I never thought that at only the age of 20, I’d be subject to the feeling of ‘Man, kids these days will never know what it was like.’)


BBQed Wallet

| England, UK | In-Laws, Siblings

(My wife’s sister normally makes very little effort, expecting everyone else to make plans for her, then complains that she is never included. Surprisingly, she turns up out of the blue at our house.)

Wife: “Whilst your here, why don’t we have a barbeque?”

Sister-In-Law: “Err, yeah, sounds good.”

Me: “Great, although we don’t have any charcoal, sausages, or buns. And I’ve had a drink.”

Brother-In-Law: “That’s okay, I don’t mind driving you to the shop.”

(We go through the shop, picking out a few things to buy. He makes a show of commenting how great X and Y product is, and how he will pay for them. I pay for most of them and he pays for his bit. We get back home and before I even unpack)

Me: “Hey, where’s [Brother-In-Law]?”

Sister-In-Law: “Oh, he just popped home.”

(He turned up later empty handed. All the bits he bought he put back in his house. They spent the afternoon mooching of us. Unsurprisingly, they didn’t get invited back again.)

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