What is the cheekiest thing someone has asked of you?

[Conniebygaslight]

There have been many but reading on another thread about the CFery of a school mum reminded me of a time when my DC were at primary.
A mum asked if I’d mind picking her DC up from school and taking them to another school a few miles away where they were competing in an intersports thing. My DC were competing too so I agreed assuming she was working.
When we got there, said mum was already there in the front row with her DH & DPs. I asked what was going on, she replied that they wanted a good seat and parking so didn’t want to wait until their DC finished school so they could get their first. I was absolutely stunned…I still laugh at the audacity of this years later🤣🤣

This really pisses me off , in cafes, and I'm a dog owner ( who never takes a did to a cafe .)

so she CF's all of you?

A friend of my DD sadly lost her first baby at 23 weeks.
A year later she lost her second baby at 24 weeks.
My DD did everything she could to support her through these traumatic times.

The friend then moved a couple of hours away. Naturally they saw each other less, but they were still in touch. We were absolutely delighted for her when she had a successful pregnancy after these two tragedies.

Then she asked my DD for a favour. They were going on their honeymoon for a fortnight and didn’t want to take the month-old baby. Would my DD look after the baby for a fortnight?
we couldn’t believe it. You want to leave your newborn baby for a fortnight?! With someone the baby doesn’t know.
You’ll be in Thailand, what if the baby is ill, for example…DD was in shock really but suggested that if they were serious, it would be better if her mother cared for the baby.
They explained that her mother couldn’t look after the baby as she was coming on the honeymoon with them!

DD declined and the friendship declined too.

omg. speechless

Think it was the child’s nanny, turned up to the yard one day with an 8 year old boy, asking if he could just have a ride on one of the horses. We were all a bit amazed, it wasn’t a riding school and was quite clearly private. A lot of the owner’s horses were pretty high level show jumpers imported from abroad. When she was told no, she tried to insist, because it was the school holidays and the child was bored, like that would change our minds! Who does that?!

I have heard of this before. I live in an area with many riders (not me although I used to). People get stopped and asked can little johnny/mary have a ride please or sit on the horse for a photo.

Can you imagine? Mine was very funny about small children (clearly they eat horses on a daily basis!). We had adults bringing their children to feed the horses too and when asked to please stop feeding kilos of carrots (3rd person that day), they started an argument with me about why they should be allowed! I told them I wouldn’t dream of leaning over their gate to feed their dog the equivalent endless sausages, but they were like ‘But they’re horses’ as I waded through the herd to retrieve the youngster who was getting shit kicked out of her by the others. Jeez.

When I had a newborn, friends of DH asked if we could drive to them so that they could meet the baby. Because it was too far for them to drive and it would be easier for us (No disability preventing them from driving)

After a 12 hr night shift on a busy hospital ward a colleague asked me to walk her to her car, 5 mins walk in the opposite direction. It was raining hard and she didn't have an umbrella (or a coat). I agreed, sharing my umbrella, when we got to her car she got in and drove off, driving past my road to get to her house. I had been offered a lift but she jumped in and asked me to walk with her instead, stupidly assumed her offer also included a lift. I had to walk back to work and then on home, I was so exhausted I cried most of the way home.

You’re never going to get it out of your system until you tell her you’re not alright with what she, her sister and her parents did.

But they are kids bless them. They either were told to go there by their parents or perhaps were using their initiative.

Nowhere near finished reading yet, but all the childcare ones remind me of this.

There is a lovely mum who lives over the road from us with her two daughters. We don’t know her all that well, but she tended to be leaving to take her girls to school at the same time we were leaving for work, so we would say good morning, comment on the weather etc. The girls were 4 and 6.

DH and I both work in education. It was the first day of half term and we were still in bed with a cup of tea. There was a knock at the door and DH assumed it was the postman so put in a dressing gown and answered it.

Stood there was a man he’d never seen before with the two girls from over the road. She explained he was their dad and he was dropping them back but their mum wasn’t in. She’d be back in a minute or two and could he leave them with us. Bear in mind here that DH was wearing NOTHING but a dressing gown and this bloke was happy to leave his two young girls with us. DH refused and the man left with the girls. I heard this and then watched out of the window as he asked the girls what other neighbours they knew. We decided that we were worried about the safety of the girls, if he was willing to leave them with an undressed man he’d never met then who knows where they could end up. Although I’m sure all our neighbours were lovely I wanted to know they were safe.

So we called him over and said we’d take them in. He said that their mum would be back in a moment. DH had to be quite forceful to get their mum’s number off him.

Talking to the girls they hadn’t had any breakfast so we got them toast, put on the tv and I called their mum. No answer. I left a message saying that they were with me and safe but would she be back soon. We sat chatting and watching cartoons.

An hour passed and the mum rang me in a blind panic. She had no idea that the dad was going to be dropping them home. He was meant to have them all week! She was at college and had checked her phone during a break in lectures.

She raced back to collect them and was extremely grateful.
A couple of weeks later she explained that he was meant to have them all week but his girlfriend didn’t want them so he brought them home early. There had been a lot going on with the court and this added to the situation. He ended up not being allowed unsupervised contact with them.

(as an aside the two girls are lovely. This was ten years ago and they are teenagers now, but they still say hello whenever we see them. I’m glad they turned out ok in spite of their father.)

Well done! 👏

What a bitch she was. Did you not ask her to go 50/50 on the tickets?

Did you ever see her again?

I'm not a gardener. Neighbours both sides in their 80's and 90's are. This is a couple of years ago - did the first lawn cut of the spring - grass is pretty long but it's the first proper dry day. Neighbour 1 came over to ask if the lawnmower was broken. No, I said, puzzled. "Well, you haven't done a very good job" ...
Neighbour 2 told me he couldn't put pansies in his garden as the slugs from my side would eat them all. And there's me thinking slugs were, like, free roaming.

Oh, house behind mine in the next street. Owner came over to ask me to take down the tree in my garden - planted when the house was built in the 1930's, a mature apple tree - because it caused shade in his garden in the summer.

We own land over which a public footpath passes. It’s clearly marked as private land and both the footpath and surrounding land are well maintained.
The sense of entitlement from locals is astonishing - lots of requests to ‘use’ the land for events but never any mention of hire fee. They don’t have public liability insurance either.
Dog poo and litter left all along the footpath although there are bins at either end.

My son became friends with a kid from school and came over to play for the first time. That night, I got a phone call from his father asking if we could take his boy over the weekend!!! I had never met him nor him me. I was astonished and said no. The father then wheedled that his son's mother had died a year ago and that he hadn't had many friends!!!! I got the feeling dad was wanting the "weekend off" his child!!! Terrible - we could have been axe murderers for all he knew!!!

@Akamai I believe so. I suspect the undertaker was very careful about monitoring the collection box after that. It did make you wonder how many times they'd done it in the past and got away with it as they never missed a funeral.

Surely that's just child abuse! What low level parenting!

Friend had moved to a different city. We went to visit but stayed in a nearby Hotel as they (friend and partner) just had a baby and a small apartment. We said we would have breakfast at the Hotel and come around afterwards. Friend insisted we should have breakfast at theirs.
just before leaving Hotel we were senr a shopping list of what they need which basically included everything (butter, milk, crossaints, jam even smoked salmon!). Because I didn’t want an argument before we had even seen then, I decided to just buy the stuff and thought maybe they were overwhelmed with baby.

Took a little while to find the shop (foreign city/pre google maps), spent €30 and when I arrived friend was annoyed what took us so long, put half the stuff in the fridge (never ro be seen on table or offered to us) and didn’t offer any money. It would have been cheaper for us to eat at the Hotel! Plus as I said some things went straight into the fridge so I felt I was asked to fill up their fridge. Still annoys me 10 years later.

The shop btw was much closer to their house than it was to the Hotel.

New York to Vancouver is SIGNIFICANTLY more than a 7 hour drive. More like 44 hours one way. I bloody hope auntie laughs hysterically and drops her niece at the airport!

My first thought too was 'social services', but then I began to wonder what I would actually do and whether this would have been me anting to - justifiably - punish the parent. I don't know, in this situation, whether it would have been better for the child - maybe yes, maybe no.