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?

...oh sorry, this wasn't in my own home. Sorry. Misread!! X

I completely forgot about the fluffy blanket element 🤣 he used my cushions too that had been stored in an outside building. Horrific.

My next door neighbour had an 8 year old and a 2 year old and had found out she may have complications with her pregnancy, I offered to have the 2 year old when she went to the doctor for a 10am appointment.

She didn't come back till 6pm. I had her 2 year old and mine and had to walk to the school with them both in a single buggy to pick up my 5 year old. Her 2 year old didn't nap, cried cos he was missing his mum and refused to eat.

The 8 year ended up in mine too as he couldn't get in his house. She just waltzed in at 6pm, she'd gone out for lunch after the doctors and then gone shopping!

That was the end of that friendship

Just say no for gods sake!

I came downstairs in morning and found that my in laws (who were staying for the weekend) had completely rearranged sll the furniture in 2 rooms because "they looked better that way" .

Wasn't that the title of the continuation thread in case the first one got rumbled? Oh yes your cushions that had to be thrown after he made a little love nest with them. Fuming!!
Still can’t believe he thought he’d get away with it when he was the one that had previously installed your ring doorbell, like just standing in front of it will do the trick 🤦🏻‍♀️

I don't get this, I always butter the bread.

We were hosting a NYE party and friends asked if they could bring friends of theirs as they had a new baby and no plans. We said sure, the more the merrier.

Well the husband was an absolute twat. He managed to offend absolutely everyone that night.

Our daughters had the same name, we used the shortened version which he said was awful and what is this obsession with shortening names.

He prodded someone in the stomach and basically called him fat. Had never met him before. Homophobic comments to a gay friend. Slated things we had in our home and how the British raise their children.

The wife was mortified and kept apologies for him.

When our friends were leaving we had to insist that they took their friends with them. Definitely a night to remember.

I had a real CF friend (ex friend) and I don’t have the space to write all the CF incidents of hers, and am ashamed to say it took a good few years to grow a backbone. First encounter with her was not unlike the bacon butty lady of a PP- she invited her daughter for lunch at my house and cadged a lift too (oh she needs to go to playgroup shortly, can she just have lunch here then you can drop me off on your way to X afterwards) and it was downhill from there.

CF MIL came to stay with FIL for an undecided amount of time (it was 9 days!) less than 6 weeks after my last baby… they watched TV in full view of me whilst I wrestled a casserole from the oven with a screaming baby in its seat in the kitchen… I don’t even think they ever offered to hold the baby or cook meals etc… and they took my husband out for lunch leaving me with toddler, newborn and other older kids to fetch from school etc… oh and this was a few weeks before xmas- so I had a shit tonne of extra stuff to do as well!!

One mum used to leave her daughter on my doorstep after school. Never bothered to make sure I was actually going to be in. The kid was about seven at the time. Then I'd be unable to find her mother, often having to put the kid to bed and take her to school the next day.

DM , well-known for snooping, came to stay for a few days. I knew that she would have a field day while we were both out at work. So I took the filing box labelled "Taxes and Pensions", put in it a note saying "Fuck off out of my stuff-I will know if you've been fucking snooping", and added the James Bond hair over the edge of the box trick. Sure enough, on our return, the hair was gone and she was all butter wouldn't melt. This was the same woman who used to read my diaries and steam open my mail when I was away at Uni and it arrived at hers.

My DM was similar when my DS was born. Came to stay with us for two weeks which I assumed was to help with the baby. Unfortunately because it was in another country, DM seemed to think it was a ‘holiday’ and that we would be waiting on her and laying on entertainment. She waltzed into the kitchen on her second night at 10pm when DH and I were exhausted and up to our elbows in washing baby bottles, and breezily announced ‘I’m off to bed now’. We were just stunned.

After several days, I plucked up the courage to tell her I could do with a bit of help please as DH had gone back to work and was going away for a few days. DM then proceeded to passive aggressively iron everything in sight - bed sheets, tea towels, underwear, the lot - because it was ‘the only thing she could do to help’, all while the bins piled up to overflowing and I still had to cook for her and wash all the bottles and look after the non-sleeping baby on my own, in addition to now having every inch of space festooned with clothes which had never been ironed before and which I then had to somehow find the time and space to put away.

This is.. wow! 😲

......that's just neglect 😕

Pippa, it was. It ended up reported.

"Friend" came round. Under the pretext of going to the loo she had a nose in my bedroom. I knew she was up to something as she took too long to come downstairs after flushing the loo. While her curiosity had clearly got the better of her she must have realised asking about anything in my room would be dodgy, so she moved the object of interest on to the landing window sill. Then came down and started a conversation about what was in the intriguing box on the landing. "What box?" I asked, puzzled. She replied, "Oh the - description of box including thst it was locked! Fortunately the arrival of DH saved me from anything further!

I went up and discovered a small box had been moved from my bedroom. It was one that I only locked because it had a dodgy lid and the contents would spill if it was moved - she'd have been disappointed to discover a motley collection of odd buttons, hair elastics and safety pins!!

@Imamumgetmeoutofhere

This really wouldn’t bother me. I wouldn’t do it in someone else’s house but if someone came to my house and did it I’d not really think anything of it. I’ve lived in many different countries where something like this would be seen as a kind or relatively normal gesture though. If anything I’d be pleased that they saw me as welcoming enough or approachable enough to feel able to do that in my house.

Each to their own though and if you didn’t like it then that’s fair enough.

A friend selling their house had an auction. A neighbour reported (assumed it was the neighbour) for having work done on the house without council approval (work done by previous owner). The sale fell through due to not being able to be sold legally, the neighbour kindly offered to help out by buying at a fraction on the asking price.

No no no no no... sorry, its white bread, or a white roll if you must, buttered with real butter ideally but again, buttery substitute if you have to, ideally with some butter content (note. margarine is never acceptable under any circumstances!) and bacon done so the fat is crispy but the meat is not - acceptable additions, runny fried egg (but no snotty yolk!); fried mushrooms.

No butter is a heresy and an abomination.

My son's friend years ago when they were like 13 or so came to our house and starting opening our kitchen cupboards so I told him to stop it and have some manners. Shocked that someone would do that at all. Not really a big one though compared to some of the ones on here especially people who take home leftovers and half bottles of wine from a dinner party the cheek of them.

Back in the mists of time, I had a council house, and a lodger who rented a room, who I had known for yeeeeears as a friend. All went reasonably well...

Until his Mother came to visit. Now he'd known me a good 5 years before we lived together, he knew a lot of my past and particularly, knew that I absolutely cannot stand conflict, and would not tolerate screaming arguments in my home.

I knew his mother could be a tad on the dramatic side, prone to loud shouty exclamations - something she'd always said were an inherent part of her Central European/Mediterranean heritage - so I again said, when the visit was suggested, that she was welcome... but. No shouty shouty shit.

Day 1... she pissed me off by dramatically banging on about how terrible our food was and we didn't have xyz vital household items but not to worry darlings she would buy them for us.

I said no thankyou, I couldn't afford to pay for such things (nor could he but she's his mother), did not need them, if she wanted to buy food for herself thats fine but none for me.

She buggered off to the shops came back with a TON of stuff, household goods, food, huge woe about how there wasn't a Waitrose in town (nope, northern town before waitrose became a 'thing' further north than Watford), so she'd cleared out M&S instead.

Foisted these things upon us, insisted on making lunch so we ate...

Then got into a huge strop when presenting me with a bill for all the stuff she had bought (hundreds of quids worth!!), fully expecting I would pay it.

I told her no... she stropped off to her (sons) room and rang her husband to bitch about it.

Day 2 - house mate reveals to her over what was already a fairly frosty breakfast, that he'd conned her in some manner (money given by her to him for something specific purpose, spent by him on something totally different and undoubtedly frivolous).

So over my breakfast, she starts a HUGE screaming row with him, full on stand up, knocking coffee mugs over, terrifying the dogs roaring in each others faces sort of thing.

So I kicked her out of my house - she was in absolute disbelief, told me how dare I, a child (23!) kick an adult out of the house (my house!).

She eventually fucked off, she'd been due to leave that evening anyway, but only months later would repeatedly ask to come and stay and was absolutely shocked to her core that I said no!

Nope! Got it

So many CF incidents over the years.

We too had a guest go through the fridge and cook their child lunch, nothing said but they were never invited to our house again.

The neighbour who sat and watched their child strip our Christmas tree of ornaments and then smash them.

The two party guests, vicars, who crawled under the dining room table as they could see more alcohol under there. Christmas presents for other people which were opened and consumed.

The woman who came to view our house with a view to buying it. Brought her friends with her. We were showing her the garden and looked up to see friend’s children in one of the bedrooms trashing it.

Other people viewing who were only interested in photographing our pets. Estate agent thought this was fine, I arranged for the pets to stay elsewhere until the house was sold.

The woman at work who asked to stay the night after an evening function. She had always been very friendly up until then. Barely spoke to me after.

Another work one so not at home. I had been on holiday and brought back some sweets for everyone. A new volunteer started the same day I returned. I walked into the tea room to find him filling his pockets with holiday sweets to take home for his daughter. I said fine to take a couple so he took the lot. He was not asked back to volunteer.

My ex and I hosted a summer BBQ for his work friends - some I knew, some I didn’t, but all worked directly with him. Put out an invite - we were hosting but drink/dessert contributions always welcome, that sort of thing. Several of them brought some meat with them for the BBQ. It was cooked and everything was served family style so people just helped themselves. Leftovers were packed in Tupperware and put in my fridge - not loads though if I recall. The next day, ex was at work and one of his colleagues turned up at our house. I had only met him the night before - he said hi, he’d brought some sausages with him the day before and some drink and he’d noticed that 2 of the sausages hadn’t been eaten so he’d come to collect them, as well as the couple of cans of cider left from the six pack he’d contributed. I was surprised but let him in and he retrieved the sausages and went on his way!

Me too 😂