To ask for your best examples of brass-neckedness to entertain us all on this dull day?

Manager at my work gave permission for her two staff to be off, she then realised a few days later she'd have to be the one doing the work (she was a skiver). She guilt tripped the other two to cancel their holiday.... And then proceeded to take the week off herself.

Went to a local fayre and dd won a cuddly toy. It dipped it downsol she put it under her coat and dropped it. We searched for pa tent to find out if it was handed in. This was less than 5 minutes after it was dropped. We were told it was handed it but someone else claimed it as theirs. Cue one very upset dd.
Another one in Sainsbury. Wow some of their customers are entitled. I was queing at customer services. Not a proper queuing system but there were two people in front of me. A lady came from the other direction and stood near the counter. I just knew she was going to cut in. The other people were served and my baby was getting more grizzly. Predictably she dashed to the counter. I said excuse me I was 1st but she just ignored me. The member of staff was young and embarrassed so I didn't pursue it more apart from pa discussion about rude people with my friend. Anyway I got the last laugh whe she was all indignant about being overcharged but she actually picked up the wrong item.

First few weeks at university I got a reputation for being capable because I could strip / make a bed, knew how a washing machine worked, was capable of cooking without setting off the fire alarms etc.

One bloke asked me if I would show him how to iron, to which I agreed, the next thing I knew he'd brought in a tub of crumpled shirts and announced that I didn't need him to stand and watch, he was sure I was able to do them, but please to be careful round the seams under the arms as it really annoyed him when those weren't straight.

Then he made for the door.

He was most indignant when I told him that I wasn't doing it for him, and even more indignant when I turned down his suggestion that he pay me, on the basis that he was offering me more than his mother paid their ironing woman at home!!

Out of the blue SIL and BIL asked if we'd like to go out for a meal with them one night. We don't normally socialise with them.
They chose the restaurant (which was miles away) and we picked them up (they didn't have a car at the time) and also paid for pre dinner drinks in the bar.
After the meal when we were presented with the bill she whipped out a voucher to pay for their half.

I've had the 'neighbour asking for babyminding duties' only to find the gran in the house, just not wanting to look after gc.

We used to co-babysit; she'd look after ds3 while I went to school assemblies etc, and I'd do the same for her dd4. Until I looked out of the window, wondering where the hell she was (an hour after assembly finished) to see her staggering up the road with loads of Iceland bags...

And not 'Mexican' - but dp regularly finds the sister of a neighbour (that he's fallen out with) parking in his drive because she didn't want to get a ticket parking on the road. Their reasoning is that he is not using it during the day so what's the problem. (I fully expect them to have no problem using his kettle/teabags/shower...)

We had the 17YO daughter of the same toxic neighbour knocking on the door at 1am one saturday night interrupting, much? bleeding and cut, having fallen, drunk. into a few bushes, barbed wire, broken glass, dunno. We had been drinking so phoned a taxi to take us all to A&E (couldn't get hold of toxicmother, herself out drinking) so sat with daughter while cleaned up and bandaged - she wouldn't let them stitch the bad cut on her arm. Phoned taxi home at 3am. Next day we got told off by toxicmother, who harangued us that we 'should have' insisted on stitches on her arm. She was 17, and dragged back by her mother to hospital to get stitches. (same daughter totally cut us dead when toxic neighbour decided that the whole family should not talk to us at all. They still don't, even after all dp has done for them. They still park in his drive tho)

When I was a student I stayed on in my student house for the summer after we finished - our lease ran out at the end of August and I used the time to hunt for a 'real' job. It was just me in a 4 bed house until one of the 'incoming' girls moved in early with her boyfriend.

I returned home from a weekend at my parents' to find they'd moved in, used my toiletries, cutlery, plates (unwashed), food etc etc with no intention of replacing it. Then the girl got the hump because in the september my room was to become hers and she wanted me to move into another bedroom so she could move her stuff in. I pointed out it was still 'my' room and said no.

I had weeks of intimidation from her boyfriend, her mum, her sister and her who took it in turns to try and bully me into moving. I came home early one day to find her mum and her trying to pick the lock on my bedroom door. I had to move everything that was mine into my bedroom (except food). She thought I was most unreasonable. She and her boyfriend paid nothing towards gas/electric so I took my name off the house bill and used as much as I could for the last few weeks I was there. She even piled boxes of her stuff against my bedroom door so I couldn't get out.

It was a sad day when I finally moved out of that house whe my lease expired. But I did get the last laugh - I went through the boxes she put against my door and stole all her microgynon.

Oh, how I love this thread!

One from me. MIL has a relative who is loaded yet horrendously stingy. As he's family, he often ends up being invited for meals out. A few years ago me and DH took MIL for a mother's day lunch at a nice hotel near where she lives and the relative invited himself along. We were a bit but too polite to comment. He ordered the most expensive things on the menu and a large number of double scotches.

When the bill came, he sat and stared in silence into middle distance and DH ended up paying for the lot. I put down some cash as a tip as we were leaving and just as I turned away, I saw him go to pick the tip up and pocket it . I'd run out of patience by then so I said 'that's for the staff, not you' and he looked blankly at me but put the money down. But worse was to come.

We got outside and realised that stingy relative had driven to the restaurant and now was in no fit state to drive. So he turned to MIL and told her she was taking him home - an hour and a half's drive in the wrong direction for her. He'd also expected her to come back and get him the next day to collect his car! We were all gobsmacked. DH ended up taking him home. I was livid.

Because I had taken the world's smallest studio flat, I had nowhere to store a few things, camping stuff mostly, I'd had to camp in a friend's garden for a couple of nights while escaping the violent twat another 'friend' offered me their unused garage to store it.

About 6 months later, I went over to theirs because they had a list of campsites I wanted to borrow and we discussed what DS and I were going to do while away and if we needed to borrow any of their equipment etc.

3 days before we were leaving for the holiday, I popped round to collect my tent and other gear, opened the garage door to find it had all gone! I called them at work to be told that they had completely forgotten it was mine and had sold it all through the local paper!

The best bit of this was, I was paying them a small rent for the use of the garage, and they had actually offered to go through my stuff with me to make sure it was all in good nick!!!

Luckily, other actual friends rallied round and we still went and had a fab week away.

Yay I love this thread! Some of these are shocking.

I'm a hairdresser. Years ago a client I'd seen once before booked in for a colour and cut. We chatted about what she was after, all fine and dandy--and then she says "so it's only been 8 weeks since you cut my hair last, so I won't be paying for THIS haircut."

I looked at her and laughed! Oh yes, I love doing my job for free! plus I showed her my records and it had in fact been 16 weeks, cheeky bitch

I also that same week had a mum with her newborn PFB who demanded I turn the music down, changed her baby's nappy on the dryer chair mid-cut, leaving the dirty nappy ON THE CHAIR, had her baby on her lap while I worked and then had a go at me for hair falling on her baby as I was cutting. Because I can just reverse gravity. I firmly but politely told her this was making my job very difficult and she complained about me and called me a bitch when she was paying!

When I was a teenager I waitressed at the local pub as did my friends. A very grand lady that I babysat for asked if I and my friends could waitress at her sons 18th. We were about the same age but went to the local comp whilst son was at the local public school.

They had a mansion, marquee, caterers. We worked really hard 4 of us serving 3 course sit down meal for 150. At the end she announced she wasn't going to pay us because we should be grateful we were at the party at all! Note we hadn't eaten or drunk or socialised with the hooray Henry's. We were so shocked we slung off home luckily my mother was more ahem assertive with her the next day!

I had a house share with three other friends for a year. After a year, two of them decided to move out. We had bought some Ikea furniture for the lounge - table, chairs, two of those really basic sofas. When the two replacement housemates moved in, the moving out ones demanded that they pay them the equivalent of the brand new price of the furniture, despite it being a year old.

Oh- another one! I was waiting for bus to uni in Lancaster with my toddler- boarded and sat down at back-noticed student pleading with bus driver to let him on without fare, said he had a friend waiting for him at other end at uni. Bus driver refused- student aid he would miss his first ever lecture. Despite being skint, I offered to pay bus fare. He said 'cheers', sat down then jumped off bus at stop before uni- then I noticed he had that day's edition of the sodding Times under his arm.

We've had problems with noisy neighbours for years - woman who owns the house has long indulged her spoilt and perfect son who likes to have lots of parties. She moved out so he could move his friends in and now they rent from her. She's in major denial that he's an utter arsehole and in the past has used every excuse under the sun to defend his behaviour (she even appeared in the local paper with a sad face coz he got into a fight and locked up by the police and nobody rang her to tell her).

One night recently they had a huge party for one of their friends who doesn't live even there. DC was ill so we were cranky and tired. It gets to 1am, music still going and no answer when we knock on the door. So I text her. Being polite, point out that DC is sick, we're tired, and can she ask them to turn the noise down.

Her text reply? A weak-limbed apology and sympathy for our lack of sleep. Her words were - 'I know what it's like not to get much sleep, my Mum was diagnosed with cancer recently'.

Not only did she pull the cancer card, she used this exact same excuse 18 months previously (and I have the text from then to prove it).

My uncles wife is brass necked beyond belief. They live abroad and these are just a few things she's done when coming back to visit.

If she ever goes out for a meal she hides in the toilet when the bill comes so someone else pays for her.

She was staying with my great uncle who has 3 bed house with my cousin and grandad. She expected my grandad who was recovering from cancer to sleep on the sofa so she had a room to herself to nurse her hangovers.

We were having a small family reunion with family mners who hadn't seen great uncle for over 30 years. They were staying close to where she was meeting a friend. She made them leave when they were having a whale of a time and was an hour and a half late to meet her friend just so she didn't have to pay for a taxi.

We live 150 miles from my parents & MIL who lived in same town. My parents visit us every couple of months, MIL comes maybe once a year. She used my parents' visits as a courier service to save stamps on birthday cards etc. and I was perfectly fine with that, stamps cost a fortune. However, a couple of years ago my parents moved to the other side of the country and so the courier service stopped.

That year MIL phoned at 10pm the night before DS 5th birthday to say she had forgotten to post his card and would do it next day ie on his birthday. She also said that DD1's card was in same envelope as her birthday was three days later. Cards arrived fortnight later as she put four cards in one envelope and posted second class so not enough postage. I had to go out to sorting office to collect cards, pay the difference in postage and the £1 handling fee.

When DH mentioned all this to her she blamed my parents for not being there to deliver them and griped that it was most inconvenient.....

I know Username! It was difficult to stop the unarranged childcare because the two girls got on and I obviously didn't want to mess up their friendship as they caught the school bus together. We did start to eat later though as it was getting on my tits after the shed incident.
DD and I do laugh about it now and says how she can't believe she has never seen the inside of Susy's house! I say to her... well you did see the inside of the shed

We still live in the same place all these years later, and the Mum (who is not next door but lives not far and is part of our social group) is still just as bad in fact she irritates the HELL out of me and has been to our house for bbq's, social events, drinks etc LOADS of times. I've been in her house just once for a drink on the way somewhere and I was hustled out pretty damn quick. I felt like wiping my feet on her cream carpet Aren't people odd... .

I live on the same road as a sixth form college. It is a wealthy area (street always packed out with student cars, etc) and some have developed an amazing sense of entitlement. One early afternoon I was in the house with DS1, then a toddler. Student knocked on door and told me a long and involved story about losing his car keys, someone was bringing a spare set but car was outside my house unlocked and could I watch out of my window to make sure no one stole the car while he went to lessons. I queried this with him and yes he really did expect a stranger to stay in all afternoon, standing looking out of the window for potential car thieves while he went to classes. I declined.

In a very busy Bath Sainsbury's, a woman got in the queue for the five items or less till with an overflowing basket. When this was pointed out to her by the cashier, she looked at him with disdain and trilled, 'But I am BUSY'. He served her.

An ex boyfriend ( gorgeous but so stingy) said he would take me out for dinner (first time ever) He took me to a very posh steak restaurant in Bath. I am vegetarian which he knew. He ordered meaty courses lavishly. I had risotto. Then he said ' We're going halves, yeah'? at the end. Then realised he had 'forgotten' his wallet. This is the same ex who promised me he would come to my house and cook me a brilliant curry. He was brilliant at making curry apparently. The brilliant curry was a tin of Sainbury's economy potatoes with some curry powder mixed in.

I am a brass necked arsewipe magnet.

I had not long escaped a violent relationship and was waiting to start my degree, so was living on benefits for a while with DS (aged 1) in a studio flat. I had made a couple of new friends with small children around the same age as DS and we had a reciprocal arrangement for an hour or 2's babysitting here and there. One day one of the women asked me if I'd mind having her boy aged 18 months overnight for her, while she worked. She would give me a few quid for doing it, so I agreed.

She turned up with her DS, who was a sweetie, with a few bits in a bag on the Friday evening, left in a cloud of perfume with promises of returning before 10am to collect him.

They settled down beautifully and we had a lovely evening and a decent sleep, I gave them breakfast, changed him into his last nappy and popped the TV on for a little while so I could do some jobs while I waited for her to pick him up. It got to 1pm, so I fed him some lunch, tried to call his mother, no answer. He needed a new nappy, so I had to use one of DS's. 5pm arrived, still no sign, no one answering her phone, so called her mother, no joy there. Called another friend who suggested she might have hooked up with someone, so I left it, fed them both and got them ready for bed. By this point, I had about 3 nappies left, not much food and no money as I didn't get my benefits until Monday. I had no money for the launderette, so had to boil some nappies on the stove and put the heating on to make sure they dried.

Sunday, the same thing, except I didn't eat, just in case, as I had no food left. Calls to various people, no one had seen her, her mother hadn't heard anything, so could I hang on to him for a little longer?

Monday, at 7pm she turns back up, further clouds of perfume, air kissing, thank you thank you, and she turns to leave. I ask her for the money she has promised, and she looks shocked and asks me what I want money for, as I hadn't had to spend much on her DS. She eventually, grudgingly gave me £20, but made sure I knew she wasn't happy about it.

Needless to say, I never babysat for her again, and very soon afterwards stopped speaking to her completely. Turns out she had been offered a weekend's work, where she made a stupidly large amount of money, but failed to let anyone (including the mug looking after her poor son) know. Also turns out that she did this a lot.

My old ndn and I had just met that day over the fence.

Her dd said she wanted to see our garden so her mum said ok (not asking me first).
Girl comes over, with Mum and a baby about 18 months old. They look around, then the Mum says she's going. Girl says she wants to stay.
Mum says "Ok, be good" then LEAVES BOTH KIDS WITH ME. This was pre-dc and I had literally met them 5 minutes earlier.

We were gardening and had a pond. I had to stop the baby falling in it. Girl then takes herself inside and says "I want lunch. You can do beans on toast." I said, "I'm going out!" then marched them both back to their house. The Mum was clearly pissed off they were back so soon and never spoke to me again.

Mexican House Stealer has made my day!

Roussette

I hope you didn't do anymore free childcare for her.
Who in their right mind sticks a child in the shed

PIL live in a lovely country cottage in a nice village. They go on holiday twice a year and are happy to let FIL's own DB and wife stay there while they are away. MIL leaves food for them and lets them use whatever they want to while they on holiday. However, every time they are there something is broken without fail. When the washing machine apparently broke they called an emergency repair man out to look at it. Turned out it wasn't actually broken but had been overloaded so wouldn't spin. Rang DH's DB and TOLD him he needed to pay the emergency call out charge as they couldn't afford it. They had basically been given a free holiday with food provided FGS!

Another time, we had a phonecall at 11.30pm on a Saturday night. We were out and my mum was babysitting. Naturally concerned, she answered the phone to listen to FIL's in-laws saying that they had broken the TV. DM told them to ring back in the morning as a) it was late and b) we were out. Needless to say they rang back...at 7.30am!! They expected us to go out immediately and fix the TV, or if we couldn't, to get a repair man in to do it, which no doubt, they were expecting us to pay for. DH gave them very short shrift on the phone. We did go out much later and fixed it...by turning it on via the remote!