Have you ever encountered anyone this cheeky?(614 Posts)
roughly by a couple of threads recently...
I used to have a friend (used to being the operative) who would come round to my house to smoke. Her reason being that she didn't want her house to smell like smoke and she didn't like smoking in the street as she thought it looked 'common' (her words)
The punchline being that I didn't smoke
That friendship ended when I saw the light and realised that she was using me! She was happy enough to make my house stink and I was too polite (at the time) to ask her not to as I thought I was being a welcoming host.
Has anyone encountered anyone with more brass neck than that?
Always so spooky when you find you've posted on an old thread under an old name! This one was great first time round and rereading it (plus the new updates since 2013) has just got me through another few hours of convalescence, cheers all
I used to work for a charity shop and we would occasionally get customers who would haggle for a lower price. The charity shop already sell things for a very good price, think bed sheets for £1, books for 30p, crafty bits and bobs for 20p, adult clothes starting from £2. However, some volunteers have no idea about pricing so label some items for far cheaper than what the guidelines tell us.
Anyway, one time a lady in her 50s or 60s came with her granddaughter and bought two balls of wool. One had a 10p label on it and the other, which was , which was partially used but still reasonably sized, didn't have a label at all. I was on the till and seeing that the other one didn't have a label on it all, I charged
10p for that one as well. She had the nerve to quibble and say "Well, if that one is 10p and it's a full ball, how can the other also be 10p?" I tried to explain that the pricing varies according to who is doing the pricing but I didn't add that she was already getting a bargain because some
numpty inexperienced volunteer had priced the ball of wool too cheaply. The manager came to speak to her and the lady explained that she'd thought it would be cheaper with it being started already and that she'd gladly pay the extra 5p but it didn't make logical sense to her. The manager let her have both balls of wool for 15p.
Another time, a bloke came in and haggled for a vintage fur coat which was in fantastic condition and on the window display. We were selling it for £40 at the time and he wanted it for £30. Fair enough you may think. Well, he wanted to throw in a guitar as well for free when the total transaction should come to £50, he explained that he wouldn't pay more than £30 as he needs to sell on in his second hand shop a couple of miles away for a profit. We are a non profit making organisiation!
My BIL is a pisstaker. We live in north Essex near the Suffolk border, they live in the greater London area of Essex. He has a flash job where he goes and works in New York for months at a time and his family can go and stay on the company. One time he asked my Dh if he would pick up SIL from Heathrow airport as he wanted to claim for a taxi but keep the money. Dh being a mug said ok.
He came back from work at 7pm (he'd left at 6am) got in his car drive from north Essex to Heathrow. Picked her up, drove her to her house in greater London. Where her grown up son (who could and should have picked her up) was lazing about. Then to top it off, she ushered dh out without even the offer of a cup of tea, he then drove home from greater London pulling up on our drive at 1am, to then have to go straight to bed and get up early for work again.
BIL and SIL never even offered so much mentioned giving him any petrol money or acknowledging what a huge favour he had done them. Unsurprinsly the next time he askef dh refused and has since thankfully developed a back bone!
I will check out the update Calla
Oh louise you have to post it now!!...
It's taken me 36 hours on and off to make it to the end of this thread. BRILLIANT!
The only pisstaker thread I can think of is an instance of me being the pisstaker! And to be honest I'm way too embarrassed to post it...
Yes! I started it a few weeks ago when she first made her demands and then updated it this week with her revised list. She has form for brass neckedness but then woe betide anyone who asks her to do anything!
CallaLilli I think I read that thread was it in AIBU? The cheek of her! I'm noticing a real theme, that when the entitled behaviour of these people is challenged or refused, THEY are the ones who get incredibly offended, as if they have a right to be so damn rude. No one ever says "Actually yep you're right, I overstepped the mark there, sorry for being cheeky". EVER!!!
I feel that my brass necked colleague who has been the subject of a recent thread belongs here. I mentioned I was off to Paris for a city break with DP and DD and she said (didn't even ask, mind) that she'd be giving me a shopping list of stuff to get her from a parapharmacie. I told her we were only taking hand luggage, to which her response was "just take a bigger suitcase so you can fit my shopping list in". Anyway, shortly afterwards she announced that she'd be going to Paris herself so I let it drop as I figured she'd be doing her own shopping, and nothing more was said until last week when I received her instructions. Apparently she'd narrowed her list down to 4 "essential" products but they were all the one litre sizes! I told her I would not be bringing back 4kg of extra luggage for her and she hasn't spoken to me since. No big loss, but the cheek of her to act like I'm the unreasonable one!
This thread is epic! Loved the one a few pages back where the lady wrote a list of things she didn't like about her sis(?) and one was that she put too much in her washing machine surreal.
A few years ago I was absolutely broke but always saw a homeless man by the pound shop over the road from me. I would always give him some change if I had any on me and he never said thanks but I wasn't bothered as felt for him.
One day I saw him and thought that while I was in the pound shop I'd get him something. I saw a large selection box of biscuits which was great value and hoped he'd like them. I took them over to him and offered them smiling, he took them out my hand and said "No, don't like them", and sounded pretty pissed off. I apologised but said I have no change on me, he then asked me what else was in the bag and could he have a look...i said just cat food, light bulbs but a multi bag of hula hoops, would he like them? He asked to have a look at them, tutted, sighed and said he didn't like that flavour! He asked what else I've got and I said nothing but I'll get him something next time - mid way through me talking to him he turned away and started asking another person walking past if they could buy him some chips. I said sorry I can't help and he completely ignored me!
I saw him a week later and he said can you go and buy me a coffee. I did, because I worry about homeless people a lot and wasn't upset about what had happened before, just found it odd how rude he was when I was trying to help him and be polite etc.
That's true! It did cheer my crappy day right up!
No worries it's always fun to re-read.
Oh oops this is an old thread I just joined!
Well I have a confession to make... We had a family day out to a place with a water splash park thing-we didn't realise it was there so we weren't prepared with towels/trunks etc and my ds was running around in his pants.
Eventually he started getting cold and I spotted some children sitting in one of those big human driers..I scooped him up and told him to quickly jump in next to them, saying "go on, in you go, go right to the back and get nice and dry, jump up and down to get warm" etc, all the while smiling at the other children's dad who seemed really unfriendly..
My husband was too far away to say anything but saw it all and was mortified, I died a little when I came back raving about this fabulous drier and he told me they had actually paid to use it
I cringe even now thinking about how rude I must have looked
In other stories, there was the girl who was sick in a bucket at a house party and refused to clean it, so it sat on the landing for days and eventually was placed on her bed. Not my house thank god.
There was the housemate I also lived with in first year who introduced herself as a Jewish Princess. She was spiteful. One of our other housemates was odd, but a nice man. She hated him. She used to put sugar and salt in his milk every sodding day. Then she put bleach in it. Luckily the silly bitch told me before he drank it. Nasty. She tried to add me on Facebook a couple of years ago. Err, no thanks love. I'm still relieved to be rid of you.
She was also incredibly wealthy and flashy with money, like Bruv. She was nasty.
Oops! If he could have my alarm clock. I said sorry, no, I've got it set for 7,early lecture. Thus was in the days before alarm clocks on phones. He then said "Sista, you iz gettin' up at 7, whereas I is gettin' up at FREE! Therefore maa need is undoubtedly greater than yours innit."
I still said no. When I woke up naturally at 7.40 I found the cheeky twat had nicked it while I was asleep!!
BEST THREAD EVER!!
In my first year of university I lived in a house share with virtual strangers (insurance choice so no halls available - we were known as homeless freshers). Anyway, I lived with a load of loons. Each one was cheeky in their own way. The worst was a wannabe gangster known as Bruv. Bruv went to an 18k a year private school where apparently you're guaranteed a minimum amount of A level passes. I had better A levels from my comprehensive which he thought was novel. He moved in slow motion and was always stoned. His room was immaculate, because he left his crap in the living room and kitchen. Once he went away for a long weekend, leaving his washing up all over the living room floor. It was gross. There was loads of it because he always got "baaaaaaare munchies blood". He also emptied his room of cups, etc. While he was away, my one normal housemate and I put all his mess on his bedroom floor. When he got home he went mental. Apparently we had shown baaaaaaare disrespect and he was disgusted by us. He wanted us out of his sight while he sat in the lounge, after bringing all his crap back in there (still not washing it up, dirty bastard). We refused to go to our rooms.
Another time he was going away, he knocked on my door late at night and asked if he
Mils phone broke and asked if she could have ours in mean time (we were moving do it was in storage so not getting used) so leant it to her. Moved house soon after and said can we have it back as she knew it was borrow and not keep and she refused! Wouldnt even give us any money for it so had to fork out for a new house phone!
Have a friend who often invites me over and then hands me an item of clothing and her sewing box with a 'can you just... take the hem up/fix these/make me a...' etc. despite me hinting multiple times that although, yes, I can sew, I hate it when people assume that I enjoy mending their clothes for free because they can't be bothered to learn to do it themselves!
MIL does it too... last year, after 8 years of mending her/FIL/BIL's clothes when we visit 'to give me something to do while I'm sat there', she gave us a homemade advent calendar she'd sewn herself, very professional finish. A little confused I said 'Oh! But I thought you couldn't sew?'. Turns out she can, quite well actually!
I just remembered another, even worse one about BIL.
We moved abroad and rented out our house. BIL was getting married so we told him that himself and SIL could rent our house from us. We charged £600 per month and we told them that they could have a month free as a wedding present and then pay £500 per month.
So the moved in and about 4 months after the wedding we came home for a visit and stayed with them. It was after January. We spent the evening chatting and they told us all about their first Christmas and what presents they had bought each other and how they had got SKY installed and that it had been hard getting into a routine with budgeting and paying their bills but that they had been managing.
Next day I went to the bank, (this was in the days before internet banking so I couldn't check the balance easily) to discover that they had paid 1 months rent and missed the next 2. Our mortgage payments had bounced and we were facing charges.
I just couldn't believe that they had the cheek to not pay, not tell us and then spend the evening chatting and still not mention it.
Then on the Last day of our visit, BIL went to work and came home to say that the building was locked up and that the company had folded so we had no job. I didn't care, I said get the money or else so they came up with most of it and paid off the rest in dibs and drabs. Years later we found out that they had borrowed the first amount from MIL and I doubt if they ever paid her back,
They were disasterous with money, BIL still is. MIL often bailed him out. When he split up with his wife he lived with us for a year and paid no rent at all. We were mugs for letting him away with it.
Years ago in the days of dial up internet access we got a really big phone bill. I requested an itemised bill and on examination it turned out that someone had been in our house using the internet during the day, Monday to Friday for weeks.
We couldn't understand it. I studied the bill a bit more and tried to remember what had been going on during that time. I remembered that one day I had been at home sick and BIL had let himself into our house with a key, (that I didn't know he had). He had a computer with him, one of the big tower computers of years ago. I got out of bed to find him in the hall and he stuttered some excuse about dropping off something for DH and he left.
Anway DH confronted him and he admitted that he had been coming to our house everyday instead of going to work and using the internet, except he'd been using his own computer and attaching it up to our monitor.
Needless to say he lost that job and only paid some of the phone bill. The sad part is that his wife had just had their first baby. The dates he started coming to our house were just days after the baby's birth.
A few years later he stayed in our house while we were on holiday and ran up another phone bill, but this time used our computer so.
He has a long history of porn addiction and had a number of cyber affairs before his long suffering wife left him for another man.
I'm loving this thread. Mexican house man is the winner but there's some right cheeky buggers about!!!
My sil used to be really cheeky a few years back. Always pleading poverty and then borrowing money which she would avoid ever paying back. All this despite going on holidays, new cars etc. I was a student with baby and working bank shifts and we were utterly skint!
The final straw was her sil and bil inheritited about £50k from his gm. They were super flash with the cash for themselves-not so much as a thank you to us or an offer to repay any money. Got home from work one day to find dh worrying. She told dh that she owed money for gas, electric and council tax and if we didn't help them out the bailiffs would be called. I told him if he gave her a penny I'd divorce him. It took them about 10 months to spend all the money with nothing to show for it. I know it's mean but when the house got repossessed I wasnt even slightly sorry for them.
tahunny I'm so sorry about your loss too. The behaviour of your bro was unbelievable.
BIL is a lazy arse. His wife, SIL is in denial about this.
Examples- SIL serves his dinner up, sits down to eat.
BIL:"er tomato ketchup?!"
SIL gets up to get it
BIL finishes food. Silently waves plate near SIL. SIL gets him seconds
The word please or thank you never uttered.
In restaurant. BIL orders something he is allergic to. This is SIL fault apparently.
No point trying to tell her, she gets defensive if you mention it.
Message withdrawn at poster's request.
Took me all of four days to read all these but wow what utter cheeky bastards there are in this world one of which is my brother!
Last year my dd was stillborn at 8months. No idea how or why this happened. At the time I was still in work and hadnt started mat leave. My work colleagues sent a lovely bunch of flowers that were delivered to my mothers house.
I am not a flower person, they make me sneeze and have itchy eyes, so I said that my mother could keep them as she is an avid flower lover and it seemed a waste to bin them. No sooner had brother heard about these he took it upon himself to stake claim to them! He has never had a job and rinses everything possible out of anyone he can, so I told him fuck no, they are not leaving mothers house.
Two days later he turned up again informing mother hed just called by to pick up flowers because his new gf was waiting in the car for the surprise he had promised her. He told her that said surprise had been delivered to parents house. My mother being ground down over days of this shit told him to take them.not being such a push over, having gone through one of the hardest things in my life I simply told him to get to fuck. Apparently he had promised gf surprise flowers and now by not giving them he was going to look stupid.
My mother just wants an easy quiet lifeand brother takes this as a way to ask and ask and go on with himself until he gets what he wants. Needless to say, he left very pissed off with no flowers. Piss taking bastard.
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