rSlash - r/AITA In-Laws Tried to Steal My House

Episode Date: July 3, 2026

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Hey, I'm Mike Berenholz. On my new show, Funny You Ask, Trivia starts the conversation, and then things immediately go off the rails. I ask a question. My guests think they know the answer. Sometimes they do. More often, they do not. And then the conversation takes a turn. One trivia question turns into stories about career highs, painful bombs, and behind-the-scenes moments that probably should have remained private.

You'll hear confidence, misplace confidence, bold guesses, wrong answers, quick laughs, and the slow realization that maybe this was a bad idea to say out loud. If you like smart comedy, sharp conversations, and trivia that exists purely to melt people's brains, this is Funny You Ask with me, Ike Barrenholz. Follow Funny You Ask with Ike Barronholz on Spotify, Apple Podcasts, or wherever you listen to podcasts. Welcome to R-slash, Am I the Butthole, where O.P.'s in-laws try to steal O.P.'s' house. Am I the butthole for requiring my brother-in-law's family to vacate the primary bedroom when my family visits our vacation house? I'm a 36-year-old woman, and my parents and I

own a property in a tier one Asian city that's been in our family now for three generations. My parents were considering selling it a while back, but I bought them out. Though I paid lower than market price, my parents were happy with the deal, and they still have a place to stay when they go back. Usually, the property is rented out, but my husband's younger brother fell on hard times, and we offered to let them temporarily stay at the property rent-free so they can save up. They've been there for the past two years. Whenever we've gone back to visit, usually once a year for two weeks, I've had to specifically request that they temporarily vacate the primary bidroom. They hemmed and hawed the first time until my husband reminded them that we were doing them a favor. This year, we're not going back,

but my parents are. I gave my brother-in-law a half-year heads up on the dates that my parents were going, and everything seemed fine. Last week, I got a call from my parents saying they were staying in a hotel. Apparently, they arrived, and my brother-in-law and sister-in-law said that they were hosting friends, and the only space available was the home office with a pull-out couch. My parents are in their 70s and did not want to fight them after a long flight, and also didn't want to antagonize my relationship with my in-laws. So they decided to move to a hotel.

I was furious. Typing this, I'm still furious. I told my husband that he should be the one to handle this because no one would like the way that I handle it. My husband basically told his brother that he's done, and he needed to move out immediately. My brother-in-law and sister-in-law texted me and left me voice notes calling me a bunch of names. The in-laws have been calling me begging me to reconsider and to give them grace. Frankly, I don't really care what happens to them anymore. I haven't responded to any messages, and I'm letting my husband handle it.

Yo, they want grace? They're living rent-free for two years while O.P. is paying theoretically taxes and utilities. And also missing out on rental income that entire time. So O.P. is getting doubly costed here. And they want grace on top of that? Give me a break. I'd put them out on the street the next day. Kick them out, throw out their furniture, change the locks.

What they did was so unbelievably disrespectful. The fact that they hosted friends when they knew that your parents were coming seems to me to be intentional. Like they brought in people just so they could turn down your parents to like send a message like this is our house, we do what we want. O.P, you get zero out of five buttholes. It's eviction time. I'm giving them three out of five buttholes. Also, I don't know what OPE means by Tier 1 Asian City. I'm assuming like Tokyo or Beijing. The rental income for a place like that would have to be astronomical. So they're really costing O.P. Going through O.P.'s profile, there's another post about singles Inferno, which is a Korean show, so I'm guessing this is probably in Seoul.

A rough Google search of how much does it cost to rent a single family house in Seoul comes out to about 3,000 USD per month. So 3,000 times 24 months because it's been two years, is $72,000, give or take that O.P. has lost on these in-laws. Kick them out onto the street. Pete, O.P., you've been overly generous. Am I the butthole for telling my family the real reason my mother and I are not attending my sister's wedding? My sister is getting married this year, and she invited me, but did not invite our mother because my mother has dementia, and my sister thought that it would be too much for her. I told my sister that mom was still okay to travel and stuff.

I told her that I still travel with her often. My mom and I always wanted to travel and see the world, so I do my best to take her to as many new places while I can while she can still travel. I kept insisting that she was fine to travel, and it would mean the world to our mom. Later, my sister told me it was just too hard to see mom the way that she is. Our mom was the strongest and most dependable person either of us knew. She is no longer that. I don't agree with the reason, but I said fine and told her if mom can't come, then I'm not coming. My sister was upset because she wanted me to walk her down the aisle. We left it at that. This was around a month ago. Fast forward to last Saturday, it was my aunt's birthday.

I called to wish and sang her happy birthday with my mom. After we did that, my aunt said that her sister looks great. It's a shame that she's not up to traveling anymore. I asked her what she meant by that. I told her we still travel, we're going to Europe in the beginning of July. My aunt said that my sister told her that our mom was not going to the wedding because traveling is hard for her now. I told my aunt that is not true.

I told her the truth that my sister didn't want our mom to come because she didn't want to see her as she is. I told her I was invited, but I said that I wouldn't go without our mom. My aunt was clearly shocked and upset. Turns out, my aunt got busy and told a bunch of people and it spread like wildfire. I don't know how many exactly aren't going, but I know that many aren't. My aunt made a Facebook post, which you know for older people spreads quick. My sister is livid with me. I was just being honest, but she feels I should have kept my mouth shut.

She claims I've ruined her wedding twice now. Once because I refuse to walk her down, and now this. I like this top reply from Abject Stick. If your sister didn't want anyone to know about a terrible thing she did, she could have just not done a terrible thing, not the butthole. True, true. The other issue is, if you're going to lie, don't be surprised when other people who are unaware of your lie,

correct people about the lie because how would they know? So you can't really blame O.P. for telling the truth because she doesn't know she's supposed to be keeping a secret. O.P., you get zero out of five buttholes. I'm giving your sister two out of five buttholes. Am I the butthole for not making my new grandkid a homemade blanket and not giving her one I already made? My son remarried around six months ago and my new daughter-in-law already had a daughter named Becky. Becky is 10 and overall a sweet girl. When each of the grandkids were born, I made a big blanket for all of them. They're the size of a twin bed. I spent a lot of time and effort on all of them. I know most of the kids still use them often. The last one I made was six years ago and I struggled to make it. My son asked me to make a blanket for Becky. I told him no because of my arthritis in my hands and I have trouble sewing now. He asked if I'd be willing to give her the one that I made for his sister's child. My daughter had a stillbirth so the blanket was never used. I told him, no, that that blanket was meant for someone else and it feels really awful to give it to someone it wasn't intended for. I thought that was the end of it, but I got a

call for my daughter-in-law and she was pissed. She claims I'm not seeing her kid as my grandkid, and I should be stepping up. I told her I can't make a blanket and she told me to give the old one to her daughter. I told her no. She's pissed and I'm kind of pissed. My son told me to just give her the blanket or I won't see the kids. You literally could not pay me money to ask someone to give me a blanket meant for a stillborn baby. The thought of being in that situation and saying that to a grieving grandmother makes me physically cringe. An O.P.'s son and daughter-in-law say that with a straight face. Give me a break. And they're holding the grandkids hostage? Give me the blanket or you can't see the kids. What? There are,

Certainly justifiable reasons to cut off grandparents from seeing grandkids. But that, a blanket meant for a stillborn child? This is peak scummy behavior. O.P., I'm a thousand percent on your side here. People get older, and unfortunately, they can't do the things that they used to do when they were younger because age destroys the body, tragically. O.P., you get a rock solid zero out of five buttholes. I'm giving your son and daughter-in-law three out of five buttholes.

maybe 3.5. Am I the butthole for telling my parents they lost the right to have opinions on my life after they gave me zero support in college? When I graduated high school, it was a whole thing. Big dinner, my mom cried, my dad gave a speech. They were very proud. And then I moved into my dorm and it was like I fell off the face of the earth to them. And I'm not being dramatic. My first semester was very rough. New Place, didn't know anyone, was drowning academically, and didn't even know how to ask for help yet. I called my mom twice, actually crying, and both times she went, you'll figure it out, you're smart, and got off the phone. My dad's whole thing was texting, Happy Birthday, and Happy Thanksgiving, that's it. That was the relationship for two years. As for money

stuff, I'll keep it short. I was told that I was taken care of, and then I very much was not. So I figured it out and filled the gap myself. Sophomore year, something happened that was really hard, and I needed my mom. She said that she had a lot going on and we'd talk later. But we never talked later. I think that was the moment I just accepted that I was on my own and started acting like it. Fast forward to now. I'm home for the summer because rent is an actual joke and I'm trying to save money. And suddenly, both of my parents have remembered that they have a daughter and are very interested in what she's doing with her life. My mom wants to know my schedule. My dad keeps forwarding me LinkedIn posts with no context. They have opinions about my sleep schedule, my job, whether I'm

worrying enough about my future. I smiled and nodded for honestly like six weeks because I'm not trying to make the summer harder than it has to be. But then last night, my mom said I needed to be more focused and my dad jumped in agreeing and I just put my fork down. I think Opie means to say I put my foot down. And I just put my foot down. I told them I really struggled to sit there and take advice from people who didn't pick up the phone when I actually needed them. That I spent two years figuring everything out alone and I was fine. That I didn't need them to parent me now because honestly, where was this energy before? My mom got really quiet and then started crying. My dad said that I was being cruel and disrespectful. I said I was just being honest and went to my room. My dad called my

aunt and now she's texting me about how they love me and they did their best. I know they love me. I'm not questioning that. It's just not really the point. I tried and tried to get help and they shrugged me off until now. I don't fully regret it, but I also feel kind of bad about it. I don't know. It's genuinely wild to me how many stories I read where someone does something wrong and their first action is to immediately run to other family members and get them on their side to pester OP about this, that, or the other. That technique is called triangulation, which is manipulative. Instead of talking to someone directly, you get someone else to do the heavy lifting for you. That alone shows that your parents are just not very good people.

I've never done this in my life. Like if you got beef with someone, be a man and go talk to them about it. Clearly, your parents set the tone for your adult relationship now, and suddenly, they don't like the tone. O.P., you get zero out of five buttles. I'm giving your parents 1.5 out of five. That was our 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.