Confessions: Your worst experiences meeting his parents
Say goodbye to that good first impression
Meeting your other half’s parents is always going to be a nerve-racking situation. You’re trying to make your partner’s parents love you even though all they’re probably doing is judging you, seeing if you’re the right person for their son or daughter. So it doesn’t help when things don’t go to plan and things get ten times more embarrassing. But at least it’s not as bad as these.
It wasn’t my first time meeting the boyfriend’s dad – it was the first time I had stayed at his dad’s house. As I was leaving to go home, I said bye but I called his real dad his step dad’s name. The previous marriage hadn’t ended well and it was major awkward. The boyfriend’s real dad was pretty cool with it, he basically just said, “You what? Who did you call me?”, in a jokey kind of way, but I could definitely tell it was awkward.
My ex’s step dad supported the BNP. I’m a first generation Muslim immigrant. You can see where our opinions differed.
So weirdly enough, before I started dating my high school boyfriend, Nick, I went to prom with his twin brother, Jordan. They look nothing alike, but that was technically the first time I officially met his mom. When Nick and I started dating, his whole family made a big joke about how I went to prom with his brother a few months before.
I went to prom with Jordan as friends, and only friends! We just all went to high school together and had some of the same friends- one of my best friends went to prom with Nick (also as friends). But when his brother Nick and I started going out, when I went over to their families’ houses for holidays, they would joke and say, “Oh Nick, what were you doing at prom? Playing footsies under the table with Zoe?” It lasted for a few months and was honestly funny mainly because of how embarrassed Nick would get.
I was losing my virginity to an ex when his mum walked in. I jumped off and luckily all was concealed – I was wearing a dress – although I had no idea where my underwear was. He quickly pulled the covers up over him, nothing was seen but it was so obvious to everyone that she knew what was happening.
His mum blushed massively, as did I, but the dickhead joker of my boyfriend looked rather pleased. Anyway, his mum just said, “Here’s your washing!”, gave it to me, and kind of ran out the room. The relationship ended three months later.