rSlash - r/AITA I Ruined the Life of My Wife's Affair Partner

Episode Date: May 2, 2024

0:00 Intro 0:07 Affair partner robbed 3:23 Flight anxiety 6:40 Comment question 7:35 Not my job 11:14 Butthole parents Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

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Plus, with FanDuel's quick payouts, you can get paid faster than a breakaway. Make every moment more with FanDuel, official partner of the NHL. 19 plus and physically located in Ontario. Welcome to r slash am i the butthole where OP gets revenge against his wife's affair partner in a pretty funny way. Am I the butthole for robbing my wife's affair partner which has now led to his divorce? I'm 32 and I've been married to my soon to be ex-wife, Madison, who's 30 for four years. We're currently in counseling, but it's not going to work.

About a year ago, I found out that she was having an affair by seeing their clothes on our living room floor and sounds coming from our bedroom. I just lost it! I was getting my cricket bat out of the front closet when I stopped to think about the consequences. I did not want to go to jail. Instead, I just took all their clothes and left quietly. I went to a friend's house, but not before throwing all their clothes in a McDonald's garbage can. I just turned off my phone and got shit-faced with my buddy. The next morning when I turned my phone back on, I had dozens of calls and texts from Madison.

First she was scared because she got my updated flight information. Then she was upset that I hadn't called her to let her know that I was going to be coming home early. Then freaked out that the house had been broken into. Then crazy because she figured out it was me. The messages just got more deranged. The guy she was with is five inches shorter than me and about 60 pounds lighter. So if he had worn my clothes, it would have been obvious. The guy ended up calling

his friend to go get his spare keys from his house. Unfortunately for him, his wife smelled a rat and followed his friend back to my house. There she saw him leaving in oversized clothes. Long story short, she took pictures and she had evidence of his infidelity. Which caused their prenup to be cancelled. Which cost him a lot of money. It's all one big giant shit show. It took a couple of months, but my wife convinced me to try and forgive her.

We started going to counseling and were working our way through it. Until recently. In a counseling session, she said that I was wrong to steal his wallet, phone, and car keys. She said that his divorce is costing him a lot of money and that I should have dealt with it in a more mature manner and that it was my fault. I have never admitted to taking this guy's stuff. To begin with, I was afraid that he might call the cops.

Also, I didn't want to give my wife ammunition against me. Now I just don't care. I told her that cheating was the reason her boyfriend is getting divorced and that I hope his ex-wife takes everything from him. I'm still not living at home. I have my own apartment and I'm filing for divorce. Now that I know how she feels, it's kind of a slap in the face that she's blaming ME for his divorce. Yo, that's actually crazy. Getting dicked down by a married man when you yourself are married and then blaming the divorce on your husband who walked in on you is

crazy. Your wife is toxic. I wonder if the real reason why she's so angry at you about this is because she secretly hopes that her boyfriend is gonna get all of his money from the divorce. That way she can go move in with him and be, you know, rich and happy and get dicked down as much as she wants. But, unfortunately, if the guy's ex-wife takes all of his money, then her happily ever after is in danger. Oh well. Am I the butthole for ignoring my husband during our flight when he expressed anxiety

over flying? I'm a 33 year old woman and I recently married my husband who's 30. We took a 3 hour flight to Mexico for our honeymoon. I fly a lot for my job, so I've rocked up a lot of miles. My husband is not a big fan of flying, though he has gotten better and tends to just hold my hand and close his eyes during takeoff and landing. When I booked our flights, I requested to use my points if an upgrade to business class became available.

But I made it clear that I ONLY wanted this upgrade if two seats became available and then basically forgot about it. Then comes the day of our flight. I was so excited for this trip. I checked us in online, all's going well, and then when we go to board, the person scanning out our boarding passes stops us. She says that my husband was upgraded to business class, but only him and asks me if that's okay. I immediately say, no, we're on our honeymoon and we'd

like to stay together. But then my husband jumps in and says, no, no, no, it's fine. I'll go to business class. I look at him in complete shock and he tells me that I fly all the time and I've been in business class before but he hasn't. So he deserves a chance to experience it. I see that we're holding up the line, so I feel like I just need to agree and get on the plane. To say that I'm pissed off is an understatement. My husband is all smiles taking his seat, and I go back to my seat where they sit me

next to an old woman with a baby on her lap where my husband should be sitting. Within maybe 5-10 minutes of me sitting there, trying to hold back tears because my husband left me alone on our honeymoon flight using MY points for his upgrade no less. He starts to text me saying that he feels anxiety over flying. I ignore the text and stop looking at my phone. Within maybe an hour we're in the air, and he comes to the back of the plane to find me, offers me half of his business class breakfast and asks me why I was ignoring him.

That he was scared and he needed me to tell him that it'd be okay since I'm such an experienced flyer. I told him maybe he should've thought about that before leaving me alone before our honeymoon ever really began. He gets angry and tells me that this may be the only time he gets to fly business class and he was giving me half his breakfast to make up for it. So I could at least be supportive of his genuine fear. I roll my eyes sarcastically say, Thanks, and he goes back up to his seat. When we landed, I tried to just move on and forget about it so that we could enjoy our

honeymoon. But he guilt tripped me about not comforting him via text before takeoff, and now I'm wondering if I'm being unreasonable. And if I should have just let him enjoy his time in business class and ensure him that it'd be okay. So am I the butthole? OP's husband in this story is weirdly fixated on the fact that this may be his only chance to ever fly business.

And it's true. That is actually a genuine concern. This may be his only chance to fly business. So if he doesn't jump on this opportunity, then he'll miss his shot. However, however, this is a big but here. He seems to be forgetting that this may also be his only opportunity to have a nice honeymoon. Actually, I'm looking down in the comments and someone says, is everything always about him?

And OP replies, he grew up poor and has this mindset of always wanting to have more things, more money, etc. I grew up middle class, but I had awesome parents that made sure that I got opportunities that they didn't. I think that my husband has a very fear of missing out mindset and thinks that he deserves to experience things as an adult because he had so little growing up. We just have very different ways of looking at things. I care about enjoying what I do for work and I don't really care about salary and promotions,

but he wants to make all the money he can get in promotions no matter what. Yeah, like I understand this is a logical attitude for him to have if he grew up poor, but what about the FOMO of having a nice marriage? Does he not worry about missing out on having a happy wife, happy life? OP, I'm on your side, especially if you got stuck in the middle seat. OP, you get 0 out of 5 buttholes. I'm giving your husband 1.5 out of 5 buttholes. Am I the butthole for refusing to cook for my wife's pregnant sister and telling her that she has a husband who can do it? I'm a 31 year old guy and my wife, Sage, is 30.

We've been married for 6 years and we have two kids together. I'm a chef and I love to cook, but generally we take turns cooking so that neither gets burned out or feels like it's a chore. When my wife was pregnant though, I cooked for her all the time because pregnancy was not easy for Sage, and I wanted her to be able to relax and enjoy food instead of being too tired and sick to eat, which is how she was in the very early stages of her first pregnancy. Everyone knew about this, but Sage's sister, Gwyn, who's 34, brought this up an excessive

amount, and she said that she couldn't believe that Sage was getting waited on during her pregnancy and that a dude would do that for his wife. It was a bit annoying how much she brought it up. Currently, Gwyn is pregnant with her first child, and she called me up out of the blue after her pregnancy announcement to say that I should cook and send meals over for her like I did for Sage. What? At first I thought that she was trying and failing to be funny, but nope, she was as serious as a heart attack.

I told her I was not cooking for her and I brought up how random and inappropriate it was to ask like that. She told me that we're family and she's pregnant and I should want her to rest as much as I had wanted Sage resting during both of her pregnancies. I told her Sage is my wife so it's different and I told her that she has a husband to cook for her if that's what she wants. She told me that her husband would never cook for her and I should try being a good brother-in-law. I told her a brother-in-law doesn't equal a spouse. Gwen tried to talk my wife into convincing me, but the two of them were never really close, so Sage just rolled her eyes and

told her where to go. Even my wife couldn't believe that Gwen was for real. Gwen's reaction to being told no by both of us was to run to her parents and tell them that I refused to help her out, and she told them that she was struggling and had just wanted my help. They asked me why I couldn't do it occasionally since Gwen's husband is too much of a butthole to do it. I told them that it was a lot to ask and we're not that close to Gwen. When Gwen realized that her parents hadn't convinced me or convinced Sage to convince

me, she called back up and said that I was a butthole for not helping my family and for rubbing her husband's lack of consideration for her in her face. I'm starting to feel like this will become such a huge deal and now I'm doubting myself. Am I the butthole? You know what's funny about this story? It's that every single person in this story apparently agrees that Gwen's husband is a douchebag. Okay, so why are you having a baby with the guy?

Right? Does this make any sense to anyone? If he's a douchebag, if he's inconsiderate, if he's an a-hole, just divorce him. Don't spawn babies with him. It's like she expects you to be responsible for her bad choices and who she breeds with because she's breeding with an inconsiderate a-hole who won't help her when she's pregnant. Well, then the baby shouldn't have had a baby with them. These people are delusional.

When I read the title, I thought this was going to be a really mundane post about just like my sister-in-law was visiting and I didn't want to cook for her and mind the butthole because that was the only logical explanation I could come up with from the title. But this post has like 15,000 upvotes. I was like, huh, there must be some weird other thing. But then, no, turns out the sister-in-law is being wildly unreasonable here. I was not expecting that. OP, you get 0 out of 5 buttholes.

Gwen, Gwen's parents, and Gwen's husband all get 2.5 out of 5 buttholes. Am I the butthole for being disrespectful and telling my parents, good luck with that, when they tried to ground me? I live at home while going to university. I'm in my final year and I have a job lined up after I graduate. My parents have been charging me rent since I was 16. I have a small company that makes me about $60,000 a year. I started it in high school.

It's one of the reasons that I graduated early from high school and why I got attention from recruiters. My parents said that since I was earning adult money, I could take on adult responsibilities. I thought that was fair, so I paid for all my own stuff starting at the age of 16. I didn't have to pay for university. I got a scholarship. Also, the rent that my parents charged me was minor, about 300 bucks a month. But basically, I considered my room to be

completely mine after that. I kept it tidy because I like it that way. But they had no say in when I cleaned it. They had no say in when I did my laundry, other than to not do it at a time when I would disturb the family. For example, 3am. I bought my own food and I ate whatever I wanted. They tried to say that I was separating myself from the family, but I just saw it as me having my own schedule. This year for spring break, I went down to Mexico with my friends. My parents were upset because they were hosting a big Easter family get together.

When I got back, they said that I was behaving badly by not being around for a family gathering. I said that it was my last spring break in university and that I was not responsible for their schedule. They said that I was grounded and I laughed and said, good luck with that. I went to my room and locked my door. They tried banging on my door to get my attention, but I'm just done. Later, my grandfather came over to talk to me. He's the one who helped me get my company started, and he's always been there for me. He said that I was rude to my parents when they were trying to be there for me. I asked him how

much rent he charged my mom when she was living at home. He said that it was ridiculous to think that he would charge his kids rent. I told him that I'd been paying rent for four years. So he went to my parents and I heard a fight break out. When he came out, he said that I need to treat my parents with more respect, but that since they're my landlords, they don't have a say over how I spend my time. I'm avoiding my parents for now and I'm'm renting an Airbnb right now until I graduate. I took everything that was important to me, and I left $600 for the last two months that

I'd planned on being there. They keep calling me, but I'm currently getting ready to move for my new job. I don't have the energy to deal with them. Okay guys, so today my three-year-old daughter, Lily, had a dentist appointment and it was the first dentist appointment that went well because she opened her mouth and she let the dentist, you know, check her teeth and it was just overall a very pleasant, happy experience. And me and my wife were just gushing over, oh, we're so proud of you. This is so fantastic.

Good job, Lily. I'm saying this because I can't even fathom how bursting, overwhelming with pride, parental joy I would be if my 16 year old kid started a business that was making $60,000 a year that is above the median wage for literally average Americans. And then OP also pays rent, takes care of their room, is tidy, and on top of all that gets his own scholarship to university. Oh my god, I can't even imagine how proud I would be. And yet, are these parents proud? Are they proud of OP?

No, they're just controlling bad landlords. How could these people have one of the most well-behaved, responsible, put-together kids imaginable and they're like, yeah, well, you're still a child, so we expect you to obey us at all times. Yo, give me a break. Give me a break. OP, you get an easy peasy lemon squeezy

zero out of five buttholes. I'm giving your parents, let's say, two out of five buttholes. That was r slash am I the butthole. And if you like this content, be sure to follow my podcast because I put out new Reddit podcast episodes every single day.