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

I was doing some volunteering abroad and living in a shared house with other volunteers. We each had a box for our food in the kitchen. A new volunteer asked to borrow something food related (along the lines of a slice of bread) and I pointed at my box and told him to help himself.

Came back a couple of hours later to find he had used pretty much everything I had, including a whole bag of limes (about 12 in total) that he had made into one very large and very sour glass of limeade. It was as if he had deliberately looked for a way to used up all of my stuff.

Sent out invitations to my not-very-large-wedding. Had call from no less than three friends who were invited, asking could they bring a plus one.

Surprised as I'd no idea they were seeing someone I said 'Who did you want to bring?'

Response from all three 'I don't know yet, but I'll ask a few people and see who's free'.

Er....no.

Come on, Mexican House thief anyone??

Can't remember who the poster was, the twat next door to her had been having holidays at her holiday home without her knowing, he was a prize knob!

They were really lovely kids too, it wasnt fair on them.

A box of chocolates!!!! Bloody hell, what a piece of work. Her poor kids too.

Flippin she brought me back a box of chocolates and couldn't understand why I was a bit miffed! I was single with no kids at the time.

Loaned friend my 2-year-old car for 6 months after her jalopy seized. Didn't ask for a penny. She knew I was going to be selling it when she got sorted out.

She crashed the car. Drivable, but £££ of cosmetic damage done. Rang me a couple of weeks later. She was taking delivery of a brand new motor the next week so I could have my car back. "Oh, did you get my car fixed then?" "Well, no. I thought you'd want to do that yourself."

Can't remember exactly what I said, but the car was fixed before it came back to me.

When I was at university, a guy I was dating made me a chicken curry for valentine's day. After the meal, he asked if I could contribute half the cost of the chicken (£2) but told me not to worry about the rest as it was a treat.

Some of these stories are shocking!

Great thread!! This one isn't about me but my mum and dad then in their 70's. My mum used to run a sort of free furniture service : people gave her their old furniture and children's toys and clothes and my mum stored them in a garage the council had let her have, she would then redistribute the stuff to single mums and anyone who couldn't afford to buy stuff.
I went to see them one day to find that my mum and dad (in their 70s) had carried a settee between them on their shoulders to this a family up the road who said they couldn't afford to buy one and they couldn't carry it themselves so could my mum and dad deliver it to them. When they got to the recipients house both puffing and panting with the effort they're all sitting watching TV on a v large TV and didn't even offer to help carry it in nor did they give a donation which my mum gave to womens aid. Then the had the cheek to ask if there were any TV stands going. I was livid with them for even offering to deliver at their age ! :)

Last year my sons 11 year old friend knocked on the door and said my mam said I have to come here for an hour while she walks the dog.
I said I am sorry but DS is staying at a friends house....the child said its ok I know how to use his Xbox and tried to walk past me.
I said no you can't come in if DS isn't here.

Another one ....

About 5 years ago I took my young DS to an event in the library.
There was a three seater sofa and I sat at one end.
Two ladies came and sat next to me.
Two girls aged about 8/9 came up to me and one of them said excuse me but we want to sit with our mams so can you move please...her mother turned and smiled at me...I said NO.
I got tutted at by the kids and the mothers so I sat there much longer than I had intended too.

Seven years ago DP and I were planning our wedding. I have a small family about 25 both sides. DP's family is huge 50 on his mothers side at least and his parents are divorced and remarried. So a small wedding was getting out of hand.
One evening DP and I are disscussing the plans with his dad, DP says you can see how weddings get out of hand. So his dad asks to see the guest list, gets a pen out and spends about 20 mins tinkering with the list.
When he gives it back he has scribbled out all the names he doesn't recognise and added about 15 names.
I ask why the names have been scribbled out and he says I don't know them they shouldn't be invited so I exclaimed they were my grandparents, aunts, cousins. To which he said they didn't need to be there. The 15 additions were members of his wifes family who DP norI had meant before or since.
Going home to parents to explain this. My mum phonedfil to say that her and my dad were paying and Iif they wanted to Iinvite people were they going to contribute to the cost. He got shirty at this point and told my mum that they had no Iintention of contributing to the wedding just wanted to make sure there were no rough/common people going to his sons wedding who might cause trouble.
So he believes that me and mine are rough and common!!!! Needlesd to say that we didn't get married ( due to that and other reasons) we postponed indefinitly.

Oh and how many people were invited to his wedding just their friends. None of their children or families!

Love threadds like these.

The brass neckedness of some. Wow.

I hadn't lived in my house very long and my NDN -woman in her 60s - had never spoken to me/acknowledged I existed before.
I knew another neighbour before we moved there and and they'd mentioned that she had serious health problems and she was an alcoholic.
I was in the garden with DD1 (18 months) when NDN climbed on something to talk to me over the fence. She asked me a few questions - random really, felt a bit odd - she wasn't really interested in how I replied. Then she asked me if I drove to work - so I had a car? She asked me if I could drive to the local shop to get her some beers for her. Apparently she'd asked her daughter and they'd refused to go for her and she couldn't drive or walk that far. I didn't want to go for her - even if I didn't know about her 'problem' she lived with her DH - he was out but he drove. Also didn't want to end up running errands for her all the time...
I made the excuse DD1 and I were going out - and in fact did. She never spoke to me again ...

There was a poster on here, can't remember who, whose neighbour used to come in and use their swimming pool without asking, possibly even swimming without a full complement of swimwear, I can't remember. She was asked to cease and desist, but continued to do it when she thought they were out - I don't know how that one turned out in the end though!

I don't have any excellent examples, but my brother's now-exGF told us that she might come to our wedding, she'd come down with him so she could go shopping and then make her mind up on the day. She seemed to think this was ok. She was told otherwise in no uncertain terms (and thankfully chose not to come at all) - but what really shook me was the my Mum tried to intervene on her behalf over this! No way was I paying for a meal for this "might bother my arse" woman!

Wilbur I think you win!

What happened when she came back?

Enjoying this thread - must try and think of my own example of brass necked-ness to share. Nothing comes to mind at the moment. Keep up the good work though, very cheering on a grotty day :).

This was over 20 years ago. My (ex) friend called me at work and asked me to pick her children up from school. She sounded so worried so I immediately left work citing an emergency and picked them up and took them home with me. I found her house keys and a note through my door to tell me that she'd gone away for the weekend with her new boyfriend. Oh and could I feed and walk the dog too? No one ever believes me when I tell them this.

Many years ago, I was working in the Midlands as a graduate trainee stockbroker. Four of us were sent down to London for a few days for professional training exam cramming. We were put up in a dodgy hotel, but we were allowed to go out to restaurants for supper and claim back the cost (to a strict and not-very-high limit) when we returned to the office.

One evening, one of our colleagues said that we'd be meeting a good friend of his for supper in Covent Garden. Fine, we thought; very nice. So we pitched up at the restaurant, and there he was, with three of his own colleagues. We got a table for eight.

They were extremely unfriendly and didn't even try to make anything approaching conversation. Discouraged, we talked amongst ourselves at the other end of the table, and ordered the cheapest pasta dishes, because of the daily limit we had to stick to.

Colleague's friend and his pals all ordered lobsters. Lobsters. We were quite because (in the brief conversations that they had bothered to bestow on us) they'd been moaning about how incredibly badly paid they were.

When the bill came, it became clear that they were expecting us to pay for their meals...

Haha, loving these. Can't think of any really good ones.
I was in a cafe one day, and after ordering, got up from my table to get a newspaper from the stand near the counter. A woman at another table barked 'salt' at me, indicating the salt cellar at the table beside her. I looked at her blankly, and sat down with the paper, whereupon she proved well able to hop up and get the salt for herself. She was, at all times, nearer to the salt than I was.
I was sitting in a cafe recently, and observed a group arriving in. There was a queue of about ten people. One of the group who had just arrived walked to the cash register, so plonking herself at the top of the queue, and started shouting back to the rest, to ask what they wanted. She actually seemed oblivious to the ten people already queuing, but one of them pointed her to the end of the queue.