Hi folks! Just a little weird thing I wanna share with ya.
But before I start, some context!
First, my mom's community (retired community for folks 55 and older) puts on a craft fair twice a year. One in the summer outside in the town street and one in the winter in a huge gym the local school lets them use. (And by huge, I mean HUGE, easily could hold 2 basketball courts, but their basketball court is in a totally different gym.) Anyone and everyone can rent out a booth for these fairs, and my mom usually rents two each year for her craft hobby and her husband's craft hobby. I usually get suckered into helping, which I don't really mind at all because it's pretty fun. I can be my own boss. :) If I like ya, you get a discount, if I don't like ya, you pay full price! (My mom doesn't care either because she gets the chance to get rid of half the crap she makes.)
Secondly, I was born an only child. I was an only child until my father remarried. I now have a stepbrother (SB in this story) and two stepsisters (who will not be mentioned anymore in this story.) SB and I are 15+ years in age, him being older. We aren't really close, but we still catch up when we do see one another. It had been about 2 years since I had last seen him before this point.
Okay, to the story!
I was minding my own little booth. My stepdad was taking care of the other one while my mom was off getting us some nom noms. It was around lunch time, so there was a lull in the action. No biggie, I was reading my book, but then I hear my name being called. Look up and behold, SB was standing in a few feet away! He was with a girl, who I assumed to be his girlfriend...he's a bit of a womanizer, so I could never keep up with his relationships.
He comes over, gives me a hug and a peck on the cheek (we're so lovely even though we aren't close - been steps for more than I have been alive now.) We chit chat for a few moments, trying to catch up. Ask about each other kids, yadda yadda, til his girlfriend comes over and starts screaming at me.
"Why are you flirting with my boyfriend?" (Cause you know...hug and small talk = flirting these days... I guess?) And went on a full blown rant for about 2 minutes. Caught the attention of all the nearby customers and dealers at the booths. Naturally, I'm looking at her like she's some sort of demented weirdo while SB looks highly shocked by her outburst.
When she ran out of steam, SB says to her, oh so calmly, "Babe, I'd like you to meet my baby sister..."
Crazy girlfriend does a complete 180 and goes, "OOOOH! How nice to meet you!" trying to butter me up.
I look at SB and said, "You sure do like picking the crazy ones, eh?" She walked in a huff and SB and I did some more chit chatting until business started picking up again.
He called me later that evening and told me he broke up with her for being the jealous and clingy type. I told my mom about it when she came back with some nom noms and we had a giggle over it. My mom raked in a nice amount of cash, and I got to keep some of it for taking time out of my life for helping. I used it to buy her dinner. :)