You can pick your nose but not your relatives!

My husband's daughter is two years younger than me. Now, we almost all go through the spell where we pick the wrong guy at least once. We might even marry one. But twice? I adore my daughter in law, but her husband is the most obnoxious piece of work there is. It's too bad she had to marry him, her first husband was really a scumbag but I'm having a hard time seeing how this second one is any better.

You know it's truly sad when, even when you AGREE with the person, you still find them an unbearable boor! Even at regular discussion level in a restaurant, he's so loud that other patrons stare at us. We had decided five years ago that we would never, ever eat out with them again. All of us had gone to a steak house near where they live. While we were waiting for our food, this moron made comments like, "What's taking so long, are they GROWING the cow to kill it for our lunch?" "Are they GROWING the wheat to make the bread?" Real gems like that. Now, apparently this dumbass doesn't care if he then gets spit on his food! But I do! Oh and to make it worse, every time our poor waitress came within 20 feet of our table, he'd make some of the most unbelievably impatient, rude comments ever. I was THIS close to just getting up and leaving, when our food came. He and my daughter in law proceeded to eat about half of it, and then.....they started to complain about how it wasn't right, it was bad, etc. (It was FINE. We had the same things!) I think they wanted free food...but that can't be completely accurate because they expected that WE were paying for it! Needless to say I was mortified. But on another occasion they came to our house, and we went to IHOP. Not the classiest location but people are humans wherever you go, and there is never an excuse to treat waitstaff like they are the lowliest creature you've ever set eyes upon! (I've been there myself!) Again, they ordered food, bitched endlessly about how long it took, how poor the service was, etc. They also, again, ate half and then expected the manager to make them entirely new meals (different meals on top of that, not even more of the same meal they'd just consumed half of!) That night, hubby and I decided we would never eat with them in public again, ever. EVER.

Well, we did it again last week. ALL I am going to say is that the guy is so loud, so rude, so obnoxious, so inconsiderate, and so IGNORANT. He went on about the candidate he is voting for despite me telling him time and again, "We don't discuss politics, I'm sorry." That is a big fat hint, buddy boy, that your guest is not on the same page as you! Just his choice of candidate reinforced to me what an uninformed dolt he truly is, but to see that his wife is going along with him and he's still a rude mouthy jerk just saddened both of us. So we again decided, five years or not, we will not have dinner with them again unless and until their child graduates from High School in about a decade and a half! Maybe by then he will have had a stroke that renders him unable to speak.
One can only dream.