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I hate your relatives also. I hate that you don't understand the nurotic implications of being born into a gaggle of Eastern European Jews in New York City. Oy, you should only understand my pain. No, no really, you shouldn't know from it...I hate gefilte fish. I hate that afterbirth it comes in. I hate unleavened bread. I hate...
Try Greeks! With the constant, incessant, never ceasing TALKING and TALKING, just to hear the sound of their own shrill, caterwauling voices!! You tell one of them anything at all and it passes in a millisecond to every other female member of the family. If you don't tell them, they will find out anyway... because they are unrelentingly ALWAYS in everyone else's business. The big hair and the voices that carry to Neptune and back again... it's enough to make you loose your mind and rejoice that it is gone! The food, Greek food is good. Though, I like gefilte fish actually. It would be more appetizing if it didn't come in that primordial ooze however.
What you're describing is a yenta, Amy. I've always thought the Eastern European Jew invented the yenta, but your post is making me think it's more of a Mediterranean thing. I hate that our families sound like they would hit it off so well. Sometimes I felt I was born into a Mike Meyers, "Coffee Talk with Linda Richman" skit, only it wasn't like buttah, and I hate Barbara Streisand
Amy... you must hate how "My Big Fat Greek Wedding" made being Greek seem charming and funny and whimsical. My best friend is a Jew girl from Queens and her family is EXACTLY like a Woody Allen film, which I think is hysterical, but which she would rather put hot forks in her skull than watch. She's always like... "Woody Allen films aren't funny, they make me twitch!".
Xysea... I feel your pain. My family are all crazy as bedbugs.
I hate how my mother always gives me the guilt trip when things don't go her way. Drives me crazy!
Other than roasting goats in the yard, MBFGW is pretty much how my family is, only it was Matriarchal for us. Gram's folks imigrated, gramps was a quiet Irish guy with strong hands. She said her uncle tried to pay her to marry a Greek man, but she always had a thing for blondes with blue eyes.
I like the movie though, I can laugh at it all. A fair portion of the fam are still in Greece as well, so it's not as "in your face" for me.
I like the movie though, I can laugh at it all. A fair portion of the fam are still in Greece as well, so it's not as "in your face" for me.
LOL, my family is definitely a cross between Woody Allen comedies, the Seinfelds and the Costanzas.
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Truly suck. I mean, I have friends (non-blood relations) who treat me better than blood relations.
It's wild and wooly and just not right.
Hate, hate, hate, hate, hate!