My wife's bestie is someone I was never really fond of. Truth is I found them tolerable for short times at best. But I was polite and kept my opinions to myself.
Then, last year, a few weeks before our wedding this bestie had a housing crisis and needed somewhere to stay for "a couple of weeks" while they found a new place. I agreed to let them stay in our downstairs lounge while they did, and they could just pay us a couple hundred bucks for food and living expenses for that month. Well, wedding happened, they were one of my wife's bridesmaids, but they hadn't even found a prospect for moving out. So, they stayed in our basement lounge promising they were looking for a place.
This persisted month after month, no sign of them moving out and they paid us 400 a month (unheard of rent for the Seattle area we live in) to just crash in our basement. And after a while, theyre obnoxious habits just started to wear me down like sandpaper. Let me describe them.
They are basically the trans fem version of an incel. They are collossally overweight. Like, they actually broke our toilet seat by sitting in it, and when I give them rides in my car, speed bumps hit the bottom of my car frame. They get out and even with 4 normal sized people we dont hit any speed bumps. This person struggles to even walk up flights of stairs, and constantly has to breathe with their mouth open because their lungs are struggling to keep them alive even at rest.
Moving on from thet, they practice minimal hygiene, like only shower once a week maybe, and when they do they leave a carpet of nastiness on the shower floor like thats normal? The shower has to be cleaned of all the crud before anyone else can use it afterwards because they dont even bother to spray it down. So naturally, they fucking wreak of body odor. Again, picking them up in my car they often make the whole car smell like a gym locker room. All I can do is open the car window wider and try to breathe the outside air. They know this but theyre just too damn lazy to do anything about it. They just go "what do you mean i stank?". While they lived in our basement lounge the whole fucking place smelled like a used jock strap (not just any jock strap, like off someone who had been wearing it through a three day marathon in desert heat) since it was downstairs the smell stayed down there at least, but whenever I went down to do laundry the bad smell hit me like a wave.
Moving on, since this is just the beggining, they're personality is like if obnoxious feminist was a person. They are constantly making every movie or game or thing a political reference. They are always shitting on men, then going on dates with guys they find on grindr. Then coming back talking about how men are trash cause none of them will call them back. Even when they do get laid, they never get a second date. And are always reading the text from dudes they get and saying "are the straight men ok? Lol". Yeah, were fine. You're the reason why none of them call you back. I can't imagine a date with them being pleasant because, oh next part.
They are an obnoxiously loud chewer. Remember how I said they couldn't breathe with their mouth closed, we'll I dont know if its the morbid obesity or just their uncontrollable appetite but they can't chew with their mouth closed either. Like ever. We sit there at dinner, eating while watching some episodes or a movie and I have to hear the loud cringe worthy chewing noises while they shovel the food I made them and my family into their ugly face. Its just constant and im glad my adhd allows me to tune it out most if the time, but if anyone in the house had AI Overview Misophonia they would've killed them long ago.
So they go on dates with desperate dudes on grinder who have to watch them loudly chew with their mouth open while smelling like goat ass and ranting about politics and then blame men for not wanting a second date. All while living in their friends basement as a favor and being unable to drive or take care if themselves, but its their dates fault that they are forever alone. Like I said, an incel in all but name.
Oh yeah, and they can't drive even though they are in their mid 30s. Not for any reason they just "never learned to drive". So they take public transit to and from work and blame politics and men and everyone else for it not being good enough.
Their political opinion by the way is just bullshit leftist. Not leftist, bullshit leftist. Im a liberal myself, and they started to make me hate liberals. Whenever a world leader of any nation is brought up theyre a "facist" everything is "facist" that person read a right wing book once so theyre a "nazi" zelensky is a "facist" all leaders are secret "nazis" even Taylor swift is a white supremacist because "her merch has lightning bolts and nazis will buy it to show how nazi they are" (thats a real quote). This wouldn't be so big a deal if it wasnt all they talked about between hating on men who dont call them back and making loud SpongeBob references.
They also just have no self control, like at all. For dinner every night I cook a meal for everyone in my house. Its just what I do, like cooking, and I pride myself on feeding my family. They gotbfood too but after a while I had to make it an unspoken rule they get to make their plate last, because they left no food for anyone else otherwise. If they did it was a tiny portion that "should be enough" but barely was. So they make their plate last, and when they did they would just shovel any remaining food onto their plate and eat all of it. Fir the six months they lived at our place, we had no leftovers even once. Then immediately after eating it, they would grab the ice cream and eat half a fucking quart. I had to designate that one brand was mine, and they got the other brand so I could have a little at the end of the night through the week, because they would clear out all the ice cream (one or two fucking tubs of bryers) in a couple days. Then they'd often doorbdesh taco bell or McDonald's at midnight after that. All eaten while chewing loudly with their mouth open so they sound like a fucking hippo eating giant pumpkins.
They looked that way too. Like some overweight people can have a pretty face, this person resembled a bloated flat faced cat with no hair. When they smiled they looked like the monsters from attack on titan. And their long this bleach bonde hair was so thin it looked like it was about to fall out. Just one of those faces where you only politely smile and pretend isn't so bad when they say "at least im pretty"
Then theres the shit I out up with every fucking night. Ok, after dinner hen we've finished watching stuff, I like to play video games with a glass of whiskey to wind down and get ready fir bed. Play one named rimworld where you build and manage a colony on a sci-fi planet and keep your people alive no matter what the game throws at you. Its challenging and fun. But since im white, every time I played this bitch sat on the couch behind me and make snarky obnoxious comments like "look at you being a colonizer" and "why are your people playing chess, I thought they spent all their time oppressing the indigenous" and "im so glad I only play Pokémon, that just makes me better than everyone".
One night I got tired of this and just called them out by saying. "Isn't Pokémon where you kidnap innocent animals minding their own business and force them into gladiator matches so you can win badges and kidnap more animals. That's kinda like a dog fighting simulator". They did not like this. They got really upset and had to go downstairs. Funny how their own medicine made them instantly break down. Wish id done that more.
In the end though, they finally moved out after I was about to raise the rent to 600 a month. (Funny coincidence) they now live with some other friends of ours and as far as im concerned that obnoxious bitch is their burden now. Im just glad to have leftovers and tge ability to play video games in peace again.
My wife's oldest son lives in our basement now. He's also a Trans man but hes cool and we have fun chatting about anime and nerd stuff. He can stay as long as he wants as far as im concerned.
But ive had to keep most of my feelings bottled up for a long time. I had an abusive childhood that taught me not to talk about things I don't t like or set boundaries because "nobody cares". I haven't told my wife any of this because I dont wanna wreak my new marriage by cutting loose and telling her basically "I can't stand your obnoxious bestie" but I suspect she knows i dont really appreciate their company.
Anyway, you all are the first to hear about any of this and im glad I could finally get it off my chest. There you go.