Yesterday, Eve suggested this dynamic could be a Friday Challenge and reported her exchange with “Mr. Fluoride Truther.”
X was also ordered to pay half of son’s medical expenses. I would send X a copy of the bill and request reimbursement. He would drag his feet, stall, ask for the doctor’s report, etc.
The most infuriating was the following exchange after a routine dentist checkup, where X acquired the nickname of Fluoride Truther.
Me: Here is the dentist bill. Please reimburse me for $12.50, which is half of the $25 for the (non-covered) post-cleaning fluoride rinse.
Flouride Truther: No
FT: Fluoride isn’t real. It’s just a made-up gimmick by greedy dentists. And, anyway, it was your choice to give it to him. I will not be paying.
And he did not.
Oh, the unilateral decision-making to renege on mutually agreed-up agreements! We know it well. Oh, you don’t like it? Well that contract is null and void! Did someone trim your child’s hair wrong? Finished! No more obligations for this child! You’ve got clog-dancing that night? Well, that’s more important than taking your mother to chemo.
Also expressed as “Why didn’t you take your mother to chemo?” “The clogs needed exercising.”
This shit is never theirs to own.
It’s completely bananas. But I bet everyone who ever tangled with a FW can give you an example of the lamest excuse to shirk responsibility. Or how the Thing Not Done is really your fault. You chose the Fluoride. What else could they do?
Give CN your silliest fuckwit dodges. And TGIF!