I don't know whether to be insulted

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I‘d save up any comments until another time when they say rude things. Then just tell them you don’t need to be insulted and ask if they’d like it if you did the same to them. Walk away.

I have scars on my tongue. I pick my battles.
 
Georgiagranny said:
@StarSong They can't have seen a decline in my driving ability since I rarely drive, only when DD needs me to help her ferry cars if one of theirs in is the shop. The last time she needed my help, it was just fine. I do, though, decline to drive DSIL's SUV because it's new-ish...all bright and shiny...and drive DD's instead, which is more than 10 years old with 200K miles on it.

@MarciKS I agree. I'm tired of keeping my mouth shut!

@C50 If I dared to make a snarky comment, I'd be starting an all-out war. Trust me on this!

@DaveA Thin-skinned? I think not. They are, though, which is why I don't respond.
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Heavy hearted? Thin skinned? We shouldn't be!
People unintentionally reveal their true selves all the time, we all do.
I wouldn't confront it, I'd be grateful to know what my daughter really thinks of me. And says about me in my absence.
 
DaveA said:
Oh man!! I can't believe the amount of horsesh*t created by this subject. Must be a thin-skinned group here. i'd hate to have you folks in our family as we exchange insults regarding anything from driving to dish washing and beyond.

Lighten up and, take the jokes/comments/etc. and run with them.
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There's a difference between friendly ribbing and sly personal attacks.
 
jujube said:
My mom was still driving at 95 and had excellent eyesight and reflexes. I wouldn't have DARED to criticize her driving.

My aunt, on the other hand, got her license taken away at 92 because she was a terror on the road.
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I can't drive. My dad always picked us up when we visited them when my kids were small. One day he said he felt cold, which was weird, cause he was never cold and never had a cold. He drove us. Drove the wrong way to another city, to his house where he lived as a kid and said to the youngest: You're home. Get out of the car. My dad was always the boss. You just had to do what he said, so we all went out and he drove a few meter to a parking spot and then stopped.

I called my mom. She was just as useless as me. Yeah I don't know either. He drove all the way home, keeping extreme right, over the emergency lane and went to any exit to any gas station and then back on the emergency lane. Eventually he stopped. I thought he had gotten instant Alzheimer. I said: Shall I drive? He said: No I don't think that's a good idea. Later turned out he had a delirium, but even in that state he was smarter than me.

I called the ANWB, the people that help you fix your car. Blablabla for minutes explaining stuff. Are you a member? No. Oh. Then we can't help you. Call 112 (911). 112? That's only for when your life is in danger. Okay then. I called 112. Immediately police came and an ambulance.

His legs didn't work, but he went out of the car and then collapsed and we had to pull him back in. He was heavy. I'm not a bossy type. Come dad. Better not do that. And out he went again. On and on, pull him back in. Then some nurse came and she had no problem telling someone what to do. Stay there! The ambulance brought us to the hospital and the police drove the kids to grandma.

A few days later he was back to normal and couldn't remember a thing, but since then we took the train and bus.
 
January said:
This seems a situation where everyone was bit cranky and said things in heat of moment.

I think you should just view it in that light and not take it to heart.
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There was no "heat of the moment." It was just a normal day and had been a regular conversation.
 
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