My mom was like that, she would bore you to tears for 45 minutes. Our phone “conversations” were perhaps maybe every 3-4 weeks, and usually because I would call her to check on her. It was painful, but she was my mom, so I did it, and I remained pleasant and civil always.
I have 2 younger brothers who would not ever call her, and from what I have heard would cut her calls very short, like after 5 minutes “Gotta go, Goodbye” CLICK! Mom tried to return their cold shoulder/hostility/rudeness in her will. My sister who was the executor did not honor Mom’s final wishes.
Perhaps 10-12 years before mom passed I found out that I had an older half brother who had been put up for adoption (sealed) as a newborn. He managed to track down his siblings and started calling and talking to those of us who would take his calls. I tried to get to know him a bit, but he inherited mom’s talk you to death forever gene. I tolerated him for a while but he started to get aggressive in conversation and thought that he knew everything and no one else knew anything, even if the subject was that person’s profession. Add to that issue was that if you didn’t take his phone call his phone or computer would call you back every few minutes until you finally took the call. When asked about making 37 phone calls in the last hour and a half, he would deny everything. I had to tell him that I wanted nothing to do with him ever, that he was totally lacking in even minimal social graces and respect, and basically not someone that I was interested in knowing. This sent him right over the edge and he started making some passive threats towards both me and my mom (who wanted absolutely nothing to do with him ever). So I convinced him if he were to carry out any of those threats, especially just show up at my mom’s house, that I was fully capable of making sure that at a minimum he would wake up in a hospital, if he was lucky. And at that moment I was dead serious.
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