It started with a frozen breakfast burrito. It spiraled into a full-blown expose of a dad who seems more upset about losing his live‑in housekeeper than his ex‑wife.
According to the reposted story, a man in his early twenties works at the same company as his boyfriend’s father. They’re not in a direct reporting line, but they cross paths often. The history? Ugly. The dad has “never liked” him, openly glared at him around the office, and once told his son he “can’t date that guy” because they work together.
Enter the burrito.
The boyfriend, a chronic people‑pleaser who basically raised his younger siblings after his mom left seven years ago, batch‑cooks elaborate breakfast burritos for his partner to help with ADHD‑fueled lateness. One morning at work, the dad spots OOP happily eating one and snaps: “You don’t have to rub it in my face that you’re dating my kid. I know my son made that.”
OOP, thinking the whole thing is ridiculous, responds by… taking another bite. The dad scowls and stalks off. For once, the usually supportive boyfriend thinks OOP was “antagonistic” for that extra bite, sparking debate over whether this is homophobia, control, or something much messier.
Reddit weighed in hard: not the asshole. Top comments clocked the subtext immediately — dad isn’t just salty about the relationship, he’s furious that his “new wife” (aka his adult son) moved out and started cooking for someone else.
After reading the comments, the boyfriend finally confronts his father. Suddenly, an “olive branch”: a Friday dinner invite. Except the “host” can’t cook. Boyfriend is ordered over early to make the entire meal in his dad’s kitchen… for his own invitation.
When OOP tags along to help, dad calls it “rude” that he arrived early. At dinner, the younger siblings treat their brother like a missing parent and OOP like the homewrecker. One brother sneers, “Why, because you have to go home and screw your boyfriend?” when told big bro isn’t spending the night. The dad actually tells him off—for once—but then goes straight back to glaring at OOP.
The picture that emerges is brutal: a father who outsourced domestic labor and emotional support to his son, kids who cling to their “mom 2.0,” and a boyfriend who thinks this is all just “awkwardness” and “talking on the phone” with his absent mother is enough.
The breakfast drama isn’t about a burrito anymore. It’s about a man furious that his unpaid, parentified caretaker finally moved out—and started feeding someone else.