Have you ever encountered anyone this cheeky?(656 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?
Great read, some seriously shocking ones! a few of mine to add, although mild compared to others;
Had 10yr old DS’s friend (whose mum I know on a hi/ hows things chat in the playground basis) over for a play, mum was 3 hours late for pick up.
Then mum rings me the next day to ask if I could have him for 2 WEEKS next month as she has a residential study trip and has nobody else to ask. She doesn’t have the dates yet as they haven’t been confirmed Hubby thinks she prob wants to take a holiday!
When we were living at my PIL I had cooked a meal in the morning for when we get back in the eve. When we got in there was less than a portion left.. SIL had been over, had eaten and taken some for the next day
Also at PIL I was given a bottle of champagne from work as a gift, I’d put it in the attic room and a few months later it was gone (don’t know for sure but assuming one of the SILs had taken it)!
SIL n family came over to ours at dinner time (as usual) then went on to declare that she fancied pizza for din, I said I’ve got one in the freezer I’ll pop it in the oven. Her response was oh I don’t really like frozen pizza I prefer it from the takeaway
Ahh these have been fantastic and stressful to read.
Here's mine & It's Christmas related!
This happened 9 years ago but I still think about it!
I use to work in a Weather spoons full-time alongside studying. I was below 21 so at the time I was only entitled to 5.50 an hour. The rules are you're not allowed to accept any tips and management just spends the whole day with feet up, eating snacks watching CCTV.
It comes close to Chirstmas and boss tells us as incentive that anyone who works the Christmas days (Xmas eve, Xmas day and Boxing day). Can accept tips.
Great! So of course, working bloody hard for my 5.50 I'm excited at the prospect of tips and my family aren't particularly traditional at Xmas so I worked full days Xmas eve and Xmas day.
On Xmas day, boss announces that instead of accepting the tips individually, they will go into a tip jar and money will be spread out fairly so those who work in the kitchen will benefit. Okay, this is only fair I thought.
I collected 5 pound notes, a few 10 pounds notes, pound coins, 2 pounds. Our regular customers had been very happy to finally be able to tip and had really made the most of it!
At the end of xmas eve instead of splitting the money. The boss says tips will be collected through all 3 days and used to go towards a Xmas/NY party instead!!
(I wouldn't have worked xmas day if I had known this and it's not fair as the staff who haven't worked during these days still benefit).
Alarm bells should have rung as we have never had an Xmas/NY party before.
As you can guess- NY eve past and weeks afterwards, those who had worked on those days kept asking. I can't remember what they said, in the lines of we're organising it or phobbing us on to the next sub-manger. Months went past and someone let slip that 3 sub-managers split the tip jar between them!!!! Still gutted about it. I so regret not filing an official complaint or doing something!!
Eeeh this has been a great thread to read whilst not well!
A friends sister was getting married and one of our friends had offered to dj at the reception. Anyway the day before my friend rings me to tell me that the dj had pulled out last minute as he had a paid gig!
Friend is furious but manages to get last minute dj (and pays). Anyway as a thank you to dj he had been invited to the full wedding so he'd have got his meal etc. Obviously he wouldn't be coming now tho...
The morning of the wedding dj updates his fb to say he can't wait to attend the wedding... erm what? So bride messages to say he's not welcome.
He still turned up to the bloody church service!!
My then bf now husband and I rocked up to the night do and who appears?? The bloody dj! Even tho he had said he couldn't dj as he had a paid gig! He proceeded to stay and get drunk and buggered off to said gig at 11pm half cut...
I still can't believe the nerve of him!
Another is a "friend" ego was always claiming woe is me, single mother and really played on it... "it's so hard as no one understands" "I can't ever go out" etc. One day she said she was skint and could i lend her 20 quid to buy food... I was a student but felt bad so leant her the money... later on she mentioned she was getting a takeaway for tea cheeky mare!
Another time she came to a bbq at my parents, brought vodka and coke just for herself and ate and drank everything else in sight! Dh (then bf) hadn't come along as he was really ill with a bug but I was supposed to be staying at his so he still insisted on coming to get me bless him. Anyway he lived in the opposite direction to cff and she got the hump that he wouldn't give her, her bf and son a lift home! She then slagged us off to my dad!
Same friend wanted to bring a random to our wedding "as I won't know anyone"-she knew loads of people! Any way i refused and she then got a "sickness bug" on the day of the wedding.. .
I'm still mortified at this 10 years later.
At work my team had a team bonding day in the main boardroom and we were told at the start of the day by HR who organised it that they were ordering us pizza for lunch. When we were given a lunch break most of us just went back to our desks, checked emails etc and the pizza came. Two pizzas were delivered to share between 30 ppl which I thought was starnge as obviously it wasn't enough food so I only took one slice and went back to my desk. (Should have realised only a couple of ppl getting pizza). Cue dagger looks from some colleagues around the office. Ten minutes later a manager came over and asked me to pay for the pizza as one of his workers had bought it himself for his team not HR! HR decided not to order pizza even after saying they would and somehow I was the only person who didn't know!? I was literally mortified that I just apparently helped myself to someone's lunch! I was too embarrassed to even go and say sorry or give him some money for it . I wanted the ground to open up and swallow me!
I knew a guy who gave a lift every day to three work colleagues and they would split the petrol money each week; fair enough. However, he charged one of the guys extra as he said that as he was overweight he 'used more' petrol!
Ok, I’m not sure they’re on the same par but I have a couple, and the best one isn’t really mine!
I was in the pub with friends one night and invited them to some event – they check their phone and they couldn't make it as it’s a friend’s wedding. We jokingly say get them to move it and we were just drunk enough for him to send the guy a text. He immediately gets a call back and explains that, yes, of course he is joking. It turned out a week or so before the best man had called the groom asking them to move the wedding a week later – and not to worry he’d checked with the Church and the reception venue – both were available!
Also I invited an old friend to my wedding (what is it about weddings that brings them out!) who RSVPd that they’d love to be there. On the morning I found out through mutual friends he was away on holiday but his brother would be coming instead. I did know his brother, and he was down as an evening guest but still not really their place to make that call. Brother didn’t attend the actual wedding, but arrived in time for the wedding breakfast…in jeans and a casual top (was quite a formal do) then left before the speeches. To be fair I think our mutual friends egged him on to come saying it would be fine and he left early as felt out of place, but my wife is of the opinion he just came for a bit of free dinner with his mates!
Lost a day reading through some classic threads. Fabulous! Sidetracked by hilarious pie charts and 5ft chicken called Beyoncé 😂😂
Like most posters, this is very petty compared to some. But I work in retail and after a 10 hour shift, at 1am in the morning, came downstairs to the car park to find the security card lying on the bonnet of my car having a fag while chatting to a manager.
I couldn't believe it and I have no real back bone, I actually walked really slowly to my car hoping he'd get off before I had to say something. No such luck. As I got to the car I was just like "excuse Me, do you mind?". The security guard look at me and says "what's it got to do with you?" To which the manager replied "it's her car".
He eventually got off to which I meekly thanked him because I'm a push over like that.
Not sure why someone thinks they have the right lie over someone's property, and can't believe the manager allowed it knowing it wasn't the security guards car, and let me walk over without at least acting like it was rude.
My phone battery is now at 30% after reading these. I could add a few, but I need to charge battery & drunk more coffee!
Before we met, MrZippy built a house on the family farm, because the old was damaged by a WW2 mine. He wasn't well off, so he literally built it with his own hands. Parents signed the farm over to him because he worked it and also had a job and cared for his parents through their respective terminal illnesses.
Shortly after the house was built, MrZ inherited another house nearby, and a small farm that went with it, from his aunt (he had worked the farm for her for many years).
Very, very shortly afterwards, BIL's vile wife invited herself and their 3 kids to stay for a holiday. MrZ thought they had a lot of luggage but said nothing. She refused to leave when she'd been there about a month and it was clear she was settling herself in. She registered the kids in school and got a job. Leaving the terminally ill old people to babysit.
Eventually MrZ gave her and BIL (who had also moved in without asking) the inherited house and farm. They brought the kids back every day for MIL (FIL had died by then) to look after, despite her terminal cancer. (There is much more cheeky fuckerness WRT childcare, but that's not the point of this post).
The really cheeky thing is that they had two major complaints. First, while MrZ gave them a house, 10 acres of good grazing and approx 100 acres of shares in common grazing, he did not also give them his barn (which was not in any case on the farm he gave them). He probably would have, but I'd moved in by then and I shut his shit right down. The second complaint was that the free house was smaller than the new house and MrZ, his dying mother and I should have moved into the small house and given them the larger, newer house. They seemed genuinely surprised when we refused.
Ah, I feel so much better now. And several people probably know who I am but I don't care.
My mother used to be a childminder. One morning a woman dropped off her kid, handed my mother a carrier bag 'As you know, I'll be taking Molly straight to Brownies when I pick her up but her uniform got terribly muddy last week so you'll just need to pop it all in the wash, tumble-dry it and run an iron over it for her while she's at school so it's fresh for her to change into this evening.'
Because, you know, obviously the parents had only had a full week to wash their own kid's clothes, and childminding totally includes doing the fucking laundry.
Near neighbour moving to the next street. Asked if they could store some stuff in our garage (which was 3/4 empty) "whilst they sorted the house out for a couple of weeks". Agreed, assuming it would be containable, but they turned up to our house they day they moved with two boxes "as their stuff wouldn't fit without moving these". We opened the garage a couple of days later and the ENTIRE garage (7 feet tall, 7 feet wide, 12 feet long) was chock full of their stuff. "That's OK", we thought, begrudgingly, "it will be shifted soon". A month later, we'd heard nothing and YET MORE stuff had been crammed in. Meanwhile, my other half works for the local council and finds out that not only has their new place got a garage, but they are also renting ANOTHER garage from the council. My other half coincidentally visits their house, and it is furnished in a nouveau riche minimalist style and she boasts "It's great to declutter, isn't it?". My other half tactfully asks when will she clear the stuff away from our garage and, incredulously, she states "Well, you're not using it anyway, why should we move our stuff?" - er, because we're paying the rent and not you?
Eventually after a couple more reminders, they very bad temperedly (?) empty most (not all) of their stuff, leaving behind a bed and a kit car ! We ask if we can dispose of these, and they eventually collect these as well.
We haven't spoken since. They slagged us off to our neighbours telling them "how mean we were" and "how we'd ruined their new house".
its a long way to travel on spec isn't it?
ok ok great thread but
how did the mexican house thief know the house would be empty???
A colleague was due to give a talk at an outside function. He sent an email round the team to ask if he could borrow a wrist watch as he wanted to time his talk and ensure he didn't overrun his allotted time. I wouldn't normally lend something as personal as a wrist watch, but I did the decent thing and volunteered mine.
A few weeks later he walked into my room and asked to borrow my wristwatch again as he was giving another talk. I suppressed my shock/surprise, smiled and took off my watch. I'm not sure whether I said it at that point or whether he asked on a third occasion, but I made it clear at some point that this wasn't going to be a regular arrangement. He looked at me impassively and never asked again.
Ex friend asked if she could stay over last minute in our spare room the night of our wedding reception. She brought a guy from the reception back and shagged him LOUDLY all night to the point I went and banged on the spare room door and told them to STFU!!! Our bedroom was right next to the spare room. Spending your wedding reception night listening to a drunk woman moaning loudly and the headboard banging... I made sure I mentioned it when we served up a cooked breakfast next morning..!
This thread always makes me angry and upset😓
Two outstandingly cheeky ones spring to mind...
PiL have a lovely holiday home abroad which they visit 2 or 3 times a year and occasionally let family and close friends use (for free)
DH and I were booked to go there with friends and duly turned up at the house (very late at night due to flight times) Turns out MiL had allowed a sister of one of her friends to stay there a couple of weeks previously. At this point i should say that the house wasn't 'serviced' so there was a note left for anyone using it to please strip and remake the beds / wash the bedding they'd used and generally leave the house ready for someone else to come into.
When we walked into the house we were greeted by an enormous pile of unwashed bedding and damp towels (which had started to go mouldy 🤢) in the middle of the floor and a note from the previous incumbents stating that they were sure we wouldn't mind doing all their laundry as 'our flight was quite early and we just didn't have time'. To make matters worse they'd used both sets of bedding for each bed so we now had no way of making up beds for ourselves without washing and drying the whole lot (around 12 duvet covers and fitted sheets, 24 pillow cases and over 20 towels). There wasn't a scrap of clean linen in the place. Cheeky grotty fuckers. As a result of that little incident PiL now don't let anyone but DH and his siblings use the house.
Oh and the fridge was full of rotten food just to really put the cherry on the cake 😒
Mil regularly tells me what im doing, doesnt ask. I.e: hears someone say im going to shops then 5 minuites later says 'il just come with you'. Thats her favourite phrase ' "i'll just...". No you bloody wont. I dont tell her any plans now. The best was when she rang me up and asked me to drive to her house, to take her and drive her to the shop which is literally across the road for cigarettes. I was speachless
I was asked by a close friend to travel up to do a day's work for one of his clients, for expenses only until the client started earning money on the job and then I'd get a cut of that. I agreed and travelled up (3 hour train journey and expensive cab).
After we finished I asked him if he wanted the receipt for the train and he had the bloody cheek to tell me I had to suck it up because he hadn't made any money yet! His story was that my friend should cover it because in his mind it was totally acceptable to expect a total stranger to shell out £80 to do a day's work for no pay.
DSis was asked to babysit 2 kids (DD and DS) and she agreed. Bearing in mind Dsis works night shifts and suffers from bad joins and what I believe is a uterus/ovary condition but she refuses to get it checked out (think passing out from the pain when she's on her periods)
Anyway, the woman and Dsis sorted out payment etc and all was fine for maybe a month. Dsis got paid no problem but then after that she got paid maybe half the sum and don't think she got paid any other months after that.
And the DC were terrors. Dsis would phone me up to show me the screaming and crying they were doing. There's so many stories she's got. Dsis has since quit and is glad to be rid of them and really doesn't like the DC anymore.
The sad thing is that this woman believes her kids are little angels. They really arent. I could have told you that from the time I first met them a few years ago.
I also think this woman may have got my SiL to babysit for her since... I hope she's being paid coz SiL is lovely and will never stand up for herself in a position like that.
Ex friends who moved to Canada. (We were friends when they left) announced they were coming over and would be staying with us for a week. Hadn't actually planned to socialise with us, just use us as a free base/food/washing spit (free hotel) (and storage depot for the stuff they wanted to sort out to take with them). No.
Had a 'friend' - one of those wants to be your best pal all of a sudden types.
Anyway DH and I had just gotten hitched and were moving to a bigger place, doing up my wee flat to rent out. She got wind of this and as she was just about to leave her own place asked if she could stay for a couple of weeks before we got stuck into the redecorating (new carpets/kitchen etc). When the day finally came for her to move out she had nowhere to go so ended up crashing on another pal's sofa and had her belongings stored here and there with various other people. Not people she knew well either, it was all tenuous links with folk she perhaps had met once through us. DH and I counted three folk in our town, another in Edinburgh and one up north all of whom she sponged off. Staying in spare room, trying to finish her teaching course and moaning about life. We all ended up with an early warning system whereby she would call one of us to ask if we could put her up and we'd text on a warning to everyone else. She eventually moved way up north with her stuff and we never heard from her again.
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