My Greedy In-Laws Tried to Kick My Dad Out of His Own Home, but He Brilliantly Taught Them a Lesson

“Request came from this address. All documents match. You’re booked for a shared suite.

Lovely amenities, actually.”

They turned toward my father, faces red with shock. Janet stepped forward, waving her hands. “There’s been a mistake!

We’re not moving anywhere.”

Bob grabbed the clipboard. “This is ridiculous! Who signed this?

Let me see the paperwork!”

One of the movers pointed calmly. “Everything matches. The request came from this address.

You’re both listed. Suite 204.”

Janet turned to the garage, eyes wide. “Those boxes—are those ours?

Did you pack our things?”

Bob looked around frantically. “Where are the keys? Where’s our car?

We didn’t agree to this!”

The movers stood firm. “Transportation’s included. You’re scheduled for arrival before lunch.”

Just then, my father stepped into the hallway, hands in his pockets, watching the chaos unfold with quiet ease.

Janet gasped, “You set us up!”

He smiled. “I figured you’d like your own place. As for me, I’m downsizing — a nice little condo.Continue reading…