What is the most CF behaviour someone has shown when visiting your home?

[Imamumgetmeoutofhere]

Just that really......

Mine was a few years ago and I'm still whenever I think about it.

My youngest had started primary school a few months prior to the event and she had got a bit friendly with one of the other children in the class and as a result I had got to know their mum quite well, in terms of chatting in the playground anyway.

We had storm one morning on the school run and as it was much closer to my house than hers I invited her back for a cuppa till the storm passed. I put the kettle on to boil and then went to the loo, then had to take an "urgent" phone call from my eldest school for some reason or other, can't remember what exactly and it certainly wasn't an emergency.

When I was upstairs I heard some clattering around in the kitchen and then heard a sizzling noise.

When I went back downstairs she was frying bacon. She hadn't asked, I hadn't offered and it meant she had gone through my fridge and cupboards the first time she had been to my house. When I asked what she was doing she said she was hungry and hadn't eaten that day

Safe to say I didn't ask her to come back after that!!

What CF behaviours have others shown in your home?

One of my kids was friends with another child who lives nearby. When they were about two, neighbouring child and mother came over to ours.

The neighbour's child was in the middle of potty training and had an accident on our living room floor. These things happen ... but what irked is that the child's mother simply said 'oh dear' and watched me clean it up.

Her child was absolutely sopping wet: she could have nipped a few doors up to get her child cleaned up and into dry clothes, but instead continued to sit there and drink her coffee. I sorted the poor child out and gave him some of my child's clothes to wear. Never did get the clothes back, despite asking several times.

Absolute bastard. Your poor fish. This has me feeling really upset!

New neighbours we invited to a bbq, as in we went round, introduced ourselves and asked them to join us, headed straight for the bathroom, where they proceeded to shag, then left.

Never saw them again, funnily enough.

We were burgled once and they took a loaf, biscuits and a cake off the worktop, then raided the freezer. They stole the keys out of the kitchen and used my H's car to take it all away. Luckily enough they were caught, but the CF's were my daughter's friend's brothers.

She'd been to our house a few times and commented on how nice it was.

Found a guest who was a friend of a friend, wandering round up stairs, they had went up to have a look. Without asking and no one seeing them go. On one side I was ok with it, on the other a bit weirded out. It felt a little intrusive. It wasn’t a loo thing, they’d went up for a nose.

And brown sauce.

Refused what we had made for dinner and asked his wife to make him an omelette instead, after he'd eaten, he went upstairs and ran himself a bath and stayed in there for 90 mins.

Bloody hell, you win the thread! What a WITCH. WTF didn't she just buy the nice stuff herself???? And on on earth did people take her side?

I broke my toes, and that led to OI brittle bones diagnosis. I was left with fractures that would not heal and still won't heal, and it was painful to sleep so lots of tossing and turning. Then boyfriend had an early work shift so I suggested he go back to his own home to get some rest as I was disturbing his sleep, and could not stay still. He protested about it but got up around 2am to pack up his stuff. Then went to my kitchen where he started loudly banging cupboards. I struggled to get up on crutches and hop towards kitchen to tell him to be quiet as he was in danger of waking my children. Found him emptying my kids snack cupboard (crisps, sweets, chocolate etc) into his bag. Around £40-50 in value as I had just restocked it. He thought it totally acceptable to relocate lots of food to his flat, and without asking. He wasn't even embarrassed when he got caught, and stomped off in a huff having been made to put it all back. I guess he thought I wouldn't notice food missing given my bed bound condition, and would blame the kids for eating too much. He was dumped in the week that followed. What a loser he was!

Couple who came to a drinks party 45 minutes early as they were going out later. We weren't dressed or ready so had to look after them in relays while they made short work of the nibbles

She's a narc

It's hard to explain but she has a way of telling a story that paints her as the victim-and people believe her

She's also tighter than a ducks arse-she'll buy herself the nice posh stuff but my poor long suffering dad has to have the cheap,reduced stuff-she'll think nothing of buying herself the bloody posh bacon for example but dad ends up with the cheap,nasty,reduced for quick sale soap

Honestly,I thought I was going mad-id buy stuff and it wouldn't be there two days later

The kids swore it wasn't them but nobody (I thought) had been in the house-I still feel guilty for accusing them,they are very forgiving which I don't deserve

I never did get the money or the stuff back-my narc apple-didn't-fall-far-from-the-tree brother had the neck to ring me to abuse me for not supplying his shower gel anymore-he had to buy his own as I'd cut his supply off!

He was also pissed that he had to start buying his own treats as I stopped her from nicking them

This is a man with a very well paying job,sponging from a single mum

Another friend couple. They were kid free and had city jobs, lived the high life in London. We had decent jobs but a child/ huge nursery fees and a big mortgage. They tended to visit us because we had a guest room. They'd turn up with one bottle of wine and we'd cook for them, starter main and pudding then a cooked breakfast. They'd drink colossal amounts of wine, helping themselves to our wine rack. We didn't drink much because you know, baby/toddler. They'd always moan about being "skint" which baffled us because they'd be telling us about last weekend in Paris or New York. Finally they admitted when pissed that they visited us at the end of the month when they'd splurged all their salary and needed a cheap weekend. Charming! It wasn't cheap for us, all the posh food and wine they guzzled!

*We were burgled once and they took a loaf, biscuits and a cake off the worktop, then raided the freezer. They stole the keys out of the kitchen and used my H's car to take it all away. Luckily enough they were caught, but the CF's were my daughter's friend's brothers.

She'd been to our house a few times and commented on how nice it was.*

Nooooo. That's awful. We were burgled on 22nd December and the CFs took all of our presents (bar one) under the Christmas tree (plus all my jewellery). I was particularly miffed that they nicked a sports bag to help carry it all.

@MyMagicStars I was heartbroken about that goldfish. I was in my early 20's and had owned him for years. He was a really big fella after 15 years too.
I was far less welcoming to guests after that incident. My house had always been a nice place for friends to meet up, or stay at after boozy nights because I kept it nice, didn't allow bad behaviour that disturbed neighbours and would always get the kettle on for surprise visitors. I didn't allow anyone back from nights out for years after.

Family Christmas dinner is always held at our house as we’re the only ones with space. There’s usually 20-27 people.

We don’t host as such - everyone chips in with everything; cost, setting up, tidying, on the day cooking. We tend to gather on Christmas Eve for dinner, do brunch and dinner on Xmas day and then a big breakfast on Boxing Day so there’s a lot of food and drink involved.

A good few years ago BIL had a gf who was super excited to join us. She was then absolutely horrified when she heard that we “charged”. BIL explained to her about 362892629 times that it was the others who insisted that they chip in when it was decided to use our house every year.

She arrived on Christmas Eve and continually, out loud, worked out the cost of each item put out and then the cost per head. She kept jokingly saying she was “just checking she was getting her moneys worth”.

She did the same on Christmas morning. It was the first time she’d met some of the extended family and BIL was mortified.

We were about an hour away from Christmas dinner and she commented on the lack of starter and joked that she’d not be leaving a tip. SIL snapped and took £10 out of her purse and handed it to her and asked her to please quit the commentary. BIL took her home and we never saw her again as she said we were all mean and unfriendly. Thankfully they didn’t stay together much longer.

😂😂 that's ridiculous!

My MIL gave me a pack of freddos and some sweet chilli crisps at my baby shower. I didn't know what to say. She probably has the most money but bought the least 😂

The thought that counts right....

At my fathers funeral his useless and estranged family attended. I over catered in a very posh establishment. No one really touched the food. Once things were wrapping up the caterers asked did i want the food boxing up. I said no. I was too distressed. Told them to share the food between them.
A day or two later i was settling the bill when the caterers told me that an uncle had forbade them from taking the food and produced tesco carrier bags from his pockets and took the salmon and cheese wheels.
They turned up at my door a week or so later with a lasagne for me. (To ask me how i was sharing out the valuables) and told me the lasagne was made with cheese from dads funeral.

A tradesman once came to our house to do some work. I was breastfeeding in the corner (and on my own). He told me that it was utterly disgusting and ‘you’re not going to do that in here, are you?’. I was a first time mum home alone and I felt very vulnerable.

I really wish I had given him an earful and told him to fuck off. Instead, I meekly smiled, took myself to a different part of the house and paid him in full. I still feel angry about it now.

My in laws visited when dtds were 10 days old. We’d been out of scbu for just over 24 hours and initially it had been touch and go with dtd1 who was resuscitated and on oxygen.

I’d had an emergency C-section. Also has 3yo dd1.

dh was in the shower and mil and fil were sprawled over the sofas so there was no where for me to sit in my own house. I walked into the living room and tried to work out how I could politely demand a seat… fil turned and saw me and said “make us a cuppa love… I’m shattered!” Dh came downstairs to find me making tea (too tired, on antibiotics for csection infection and just shocked to argue) and he went nuts. Ended up kicking pil out saying you need to leave now. They’d stayed 3 nights and not lifted a finger. Fil had had multiple naps.

11 years on I’ve still not quite got passed it. Wtf were they thinking?!

Ha, ha- that would be evil twist if she didn't.😀😀

So a former flatmate/friend of DH then BF joined us for dinner when we first moved in together. Arrived with a pretty cheap bottle of wine. Proceeded to help himself to whatever drink he wanted including opening a special bottle of whiskey I was keeping aside for a special family event and opened a bottle of champagne that I had been gifted and wasn't even in the fridge. Served himself and his girlfriend huge portions of main without offering to plate anyone else's and started eating before anyone had a chance to lift the spoon.

When they were leaving he took back the unopened bottle of wine he had brought and one of our Tupperware boxes he had apparently filled with leftovers whilst we were all in the living room. Good thing was that my DH finally appreciated my point that the guy was a complete user so didn't have to put up with him anymore.

But did the goldfish survive? 😥

A friend once asked if he could stay in our spare room whilst he worked nearby for a few weeks, he paid us a token amount to stay. At first he was a nice enough guest but then he started to really take the piss. We had a wine box we'd brought back from Europe and offered him a glass. He then over the next day proceeded to help him self, sneaking off to the next room to drink wine. He drank the whole 4 litres whilst we cooked and cleaned for him and spent the entire time slagging off the town we live in, bragging about how much money he makes and how little we make whilst basically stealing from us.

When you're selling your house, you discover just how cheeky some people can be. One woman came to look round and it was obvious she'd only come because she lived in the next street. She made negative comments about the road (bus route: being a local, she knew this) and told me the handles on the internal doors were 'like something you'd get in a council house'. Her feedback to the estate agent? 'I can get a place with another bedroom three streets away.' Yeah, a quarter of a mile away in a much less good part of London.

My brother ad his wife came around and insisted that we put 'those vicious creatures' outside. By vicious creatures, he meant our 2 terrier breed dogs that were sat peacefully with our own DD (aged 2) watching a movie, and have never hurt anyone. I was just about to put them in the kitchen (that's where their beds and water are) as they can get excited when we have visitors, but instead my DH put him outside 😂