Cringe & Facepalm

Title sums it up. An aunt, my uncle and i found my father dead on his floor. We had to spend a few hours there to talk with the authorities and wait for his body to be removed.

As executor, my aunt hired a few family members to help prepare the house for sale and told them to bill accordingly.

Flash forward two years later and i see and invoice from my uncle totaling $2,000–half of which was for “talking with police and medical personnel after discovering remains.”

The money isn’t the point. The nerve of him to do that is.

My husband and I went to stay with my parents for a couple of days. They moved to a suburb with mostly older people when I left for college, so I don't know any of their neighbors.

My husband and I are both Asian. Walking around the neighborhood with my husband, I noticed that there were many white male boomers married to Asian women. They were generally nice and we would smile or wave as we walked by.

The next day, I went out on my own and one of the white boomers in his 60s came to introduce himself. He told me his name and his wife's name, which I recognized as Vietnamese. I remember from the day before that she looked 20 years younger than him, and was still thin whereas he was really overweight.

He then asked: "How are you and your brother doing back home?" I told him that he was my husband, and thought to myself that it was weird that he assumed he was my brother. We both wear wedding rings, have different skin color and look nothing alike, and we walk closely side by side. He said: "Oh ok..." in a confused manner.

I saw him again the next day and he approached me and said "Hey, how's your 'husband'?" with a strange almost mocking emphasis on "husband". "Sorry about the confusion, it's just that he looks like your brother. He's a lucky guy." I said "ok..." and just walked off. Creepy vibes aside, once again, we look NOTHING alike. I'm short, thin, and pale skinned, and he is dark, tall, and muscular.

It was such as weird experience, realizing that there are these white entitled boomers who feel that they are entitled to be with all the Asian women in the world, just because he and his neighbors have Asian wives. His wife is probably a Vietnamese refugee from the war (timeline and poor English speaking ability match), and now this overweight boomer feels like he's some prince charming who all Asian women can't resist?

I bought a costume from Party City for an event. I open it up, and I find out that it reeks of BO. Someone obviously wore it once, and returned it all smelly. I don't understand why they even accept returns. Someone bought this to use once and refund, but didn't have the decency to wear deodorant.

I'm a postpartum doula. I provide support and care to new parents and their babies. I believe it's incredibly important work as most new parents these days have very little family and community support and even less experience with newborns. My parents, in-laws and step-parents are all good boomers for the most part (I know I'm so lucky). But they can not comprehend what I do. It's like they can't imagine a world in which new mothers are supported, cared for, and given the opportunity to get a little sleep. It's very sad, especially when you consider that their generation had similar levels of family and community support, and the work of infant care fell almost entirely on the mothers.