As of yesterday, my in-laws are here to visit. They gave us 48 hours notice, in which they said "we're driving out, we'll arrive at 1 in the morning, and we'll be staying at your place for a few days." None of this was a question; we were simply being informed of what was going to happen.
And oddly enough... I don't mind.
If you've ever watched a stereotypical, cliched family sitcom (think Everybody Loves Raymond), you know that the average person is supposed to hate their in-laws. These people are supposed to be annoying, pushy, and always asking about grandchildren. But mine, well, they're more than tolerable.
For starters, my mother-in-law is cool. As in, probably cooler than I am. I wish I was making this up.
She works at the Mandalay Bay in Las Vegas, in the VIP suites. Hell, let's just compare her average week against my average week.
Yes, she's really friends with Manny Pacquaio, and yes, she gave us his autographed picture because she just truly doesn't give a shit about boxing.
Also, it is indeed true that she once asked Will.I.Am to play her a song on his guitar... a song that wasn't even his. He sang it anyway, and now apparently they're friends.
I don't fucking believe it either.
So let's move on to my father-in-law. He's very... uncool. He loves nerdy gadgets, he's very frugal, and he looks exactly like Kim Jong Il (including the glasses, squarish hair, and squinty eyes).
We bonded over technology, and surprisingly, he knows a lot more about it than your average 50-something. He's very friendly, and quite nice to us, but he's also very stubborn. Especially when it comes to cars, which he knows very little about. And I, on the other hand, live and breathe cars (I have 2 Fords and an Audi, all of which I like to make faster and all of which I work on myself). I also have no particular allegiance to auto brands, and don't believe that any one brand is superior to another.
However, tell that to my father-in-law. The following is a very real (and very awkward) conversation we had a while back.
In case you're wondering, that's the mother of all face palms.
And oddly enough, as long as you don't talk to him about cars, my father-in-law is a great guy and a lot of fun to talk to. So how about you guys? Do you like your in-laws/prospective in-laws (if you're just dating)?
Stay classy, friends,
Mood: Still pretty bummed that the closest I've come to a real star is Al Roker's autographed picture, which yes, as I've shown in previous posts, is framed and sitting on my desk.
Beer: Fat Tire
Music: Sondre Lerche