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My Mom Mocked Me as the Family ATM—Then She Called 80 Times

My Mom Called Me "The Family ATM" At Dinner — 3 Days Later She Called 80 Times My mother's 62nd birthday dinner was supposed to be a celebration. Eighteen people around a long table at her favorite Italian restaurant — the one with the white tablecloths and the candles she liked. My sister, Rachel, had picked the place. My brother, Kevin, had driven Mom there. I had paid for it. All of it. The $340 tab, the $60 cake, the flowers on the table. I'd Venmo'd the restaurant two days before and asked them to put it on a single card. My card. But nobody knew that part. And that was exactly the problem. I arrived a little after 6. Mom was already seated at the head of the table, laughing about something Rachel had said. The whole family was there — aunts, cousins, Mom's two closest friends. Everyone was dressed up. Everyone looked happy. I slid into the empty chair near the end of the table, next to Kevin, and smiled. For about forty minutes, it was fine. Then Mom stood up to say something. She does this — stands up mid-meal, taps a glass, demands everyone's attention. It's her thing. She's been doing it my whole life. #aita #reddit #redditstories #redditstory #revengestory #revenge