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🤣🤣

I hate to tell you this but it's more than a 7 hour drive from New York to Vancouver. Its more like 50+ hours to either Vancouver.
Vancouver WA USA is 50 hours and Vancouver BC, Canada is 56 hours. 7 hours would be a short plane ride.

For the love of Mary, Joseph and the wee donkey, PLEASE GIVE IT A REST! There are nearly 800 messages on this thread - if you thought of it, so did nearly 800 other people!

Two. One actual. One anecdotal.

First. Susan a 7 year old in my DD’s junior school class. Mum erred towards being a CF.
Said to my DW. “I’m going to ask Mr Smith, the head, if he’d mind hanging on to my Susan for half an hour each day as I can’t leave work early”.

DW told her that she thought it was unlikely, but did she rise to the next obvious but unspoken question…… would you look after Susan every day for 30 mins. Susan wasn’t a happy child who, when at our house, seemed to delight in upsetting our younger son.

Anecdotal….. Parents enrolling their child in a Blackpool school whilst they were on holiday there - free daycare.

Can’t remember who I heard it from - but probably only 2nd or 3rd hand as I live not far away and know teachers who know teachers.

@namemane Not a great holiday gor the poor DC! 😶So many stories on here seem to be CF ways to elicit free childcare...

We had a couple of tonnes of gravel delivered ahead of our garden being landscaped. It had only been in our garden two days before a neighbour from over the road came over to ask if he could have it as we clearly weren't using it and he needed it more than we did. Errr nope. He seemed really cross when we told him no.

We had some cheeky fuckers who were moving abroad for a few months for a summer student placement. They asked us if we could keep a couple of boxes for them as they were moving out of their rental and getting a new place when back.

So they came, with 28 moving size boxes, which took all the space floor to ceiling in the spare bedroom, the shed and a big chunk of the living room. Then they didn’t come back… and wanted us to drive the boxes to an airport that was 3 hours away, which we absolutely refused to do, so they got other unsuspecting people to come and collect the boxes from us also surprised that each of them needed to take enough boxes to lose at least half of a room. Some idiot finally arranged for the boxes to be posted to their country.

You would think that was the end of it but not at all, a year later I got a call from another couple saying they had left them with a hamster on the promise that they only lasted 4 months but it was a year and the poor little thing still looked very much alive and they couldn’t keep it for longer as they were also moving back and they were told that I had promised to take it if they couldn’t have it anymore.

End of it? No. 2 years later I got a call out if the blue from them (after three years of silence). They were finally coming back and could we please pay a £4000 deposit ( about £8k these days) for the house they were renting as they didn’t want to pay commission on an international transfer?

We obviously said no, but the cheek continued for years to come. They ended up using and abusing so many people in our group of friends, they simply didn’t care.

Oh I have another garden one.
Paid thousands to have the garden in our previous house landscaped, they said we would would need about 5 builders bulk bags of gravel (fancy stuff) to cover the required areas.
Came home early on their last day to catch them loading two full bags back onto their van. They looked very sheepish. I asked what they were doing and they said that it was "extra" gravel. I asked if they meant the gravel that we had been quoted for and paid for.
Turns out they only needed the three bags and were taking our gravel away again. I asked if we would be refunded for it, they said no.
Yeah right.
I said take it back off the van, we will use it somewhere else, to which they responded that they would have to "clear it with the boss". Some frantic phone calls ensued to said "boss".
Upshot was, we got our gravel, they were not happy. Obvious that they were going to either take it back and pocket the refund or use it on another job and charge the next customer again for it, and all the while lie to us that they had used all five bags.

Arseholes.

I had bedding plants delivered to my garden the year I got married. A week before the wedding, I still hadn't put them all in. (I'd had a few glitches to deal with, but still intended to make my garden bonny for my wedding day, even though I was leaving from my mum's house.)

My cousin appeared while I was visiting my mum and said "I see you've not put your plants in yet. I'll just take them and put them in my mum's [my mum's sister's] front garden."

I was too embarrassed to object, but thought I'd at least grab some for my hanging basket.

Got home. Too late. They were all gone.

I had similar.

Had a kitchen installed at the same time we had an extension built. Real wood worktops. Realised that there would be some left over. I'd paid for all of it, of course.

Thought "Oh good. I can use that upstairs for a desk in my office."

DH was poorly at the time. I was at work.

Got home. They'd left all their rubbish, but had taken the extra wood. I complained and the rubbish was removed but I never got my worktop back.

I should explain that DH had a stroke the last day of the build, so reclaiming my worktop ceased to be important.

Aside from the outright blatant thieves, an awful lot of people just don't seem to understand the concept of 'I ordered a lot because I need a lot' - and it never occurs to them that organised people will have it ready in good time for when it's needed, whereas they would ignore it until the last minute and then try to make it somebody else's problem to bail them out.

People who cheerfully punt their old three-piece suite into the skip that you've hired and had delivered, on the flimsy pretext that "But it's massive". Yes, that would be because I NEED a massive skip for the job I have to do, hence that's what I've paid for. Do you really think that I wouldn't have ordered a smaller skip and paid less for it, if I didn't need the massive one?

People either think it's 'a bit cheeky' or, more often, probably don't think they've done anything wrong at all - although they seem to have enough savvy to come with all their junk at night or when you're away and never happen to mention it to you; it's actually nothing short of theft.

It's ludicrous to suggest that you 'don't need' all of it, when it's gravel or bark chippings or whatever.

Surely you either planned it to be a thicker covering or, even if you didn't plan that from the start, you would naturally want that now that there are available (paid-for) materials remaining.

There are very few of those kind of jobs that cannot be improved by increasing the thickness of the level, when material supplies allow.

I’m sure I’ve posted this one before…

Eldest child was having a birthday party at home. Kids were all at the drop off age. One family came with a younger child too, and asked if he could stay for the party too. I found a spine that day and said no, sorry, but we’ll do a play date some time. There was a big age difference, and he didn’t speak English, and I didn’t want to be responsible for him with a load of older children about, and we were doing an old fashioned party with party games.

Our front door was on the ground floor, living room and access to the garden was first floor. As I get to the top of the stairs I can see the garden, and the father lifting the child over the fence and leaving!

Said child ran mad, wouldn’t leave the pets alone, messed up the games, had his hands in the food, drank a load of juice, wet himself, jumped about on the furniture, was just a bloody nightmare.

Luckily for the family they picked their kids up when I was distracted by something else. They never got invited back.

When I was going abroad for my sibling's wedding, a flatmate asked if I could take 2 suitcases of items for her family who lived there. Umm no.

Just remembered one I don't think I've shared before.

Sold my property, which was located some 200 miles from where I live. Tenants vacated and we went up and shifted all the crap, which included a fair bit of drama (tenant did a flit but also thought I'd be up for storing all of her shit, finally agreed a date to collect it, so I put it outside in bags for her, and she didn't show... and then a friend of hers obviously saw us clearing it out and told her and she turned up screaming blue murder at us. Baffled... anyway)...

Property cleared, however in the messing and faffing, one of us left an old Henry vaccum and a bag of decorating stuff in the attached shed. Very obviously, not rubbish, not meant to be left.

It all completes and I get a shirty message from the buyer to shift my 'rubbish' or they'll charge me... fair enough, had forgotten those two items.

Had to send some friends round - when she got there, the shed was RAMMED with builders rubble in builders sacks, garden waste, all sorts of shit. She had a chat with the neighbour, and it turned out the buyer had got the keys from the EA for 'measuring up' before completion, and turned up in his work van to dump a load of shit... so he could threaten me into taking it, or make me pay to have it cleared!

Friend collected my bag of decorating stuff, my Henry hoover had vanished... fortunately the neighbour was kind enough to back me up that none of this crap was in fact mine and she'd seen it be delivered, which was very nice of her as I'd never actually met her! I told the buyer he could stick his little scam up his arse, and heard nothing more from him.

@Æthelred
Really nasty from you, did it ever cross your mind to wonder why such a young person was living alone?
Care leaver? no family? homeless?
Imagine gloating at a young person losing their home.

I hate to tell you this but you’re like the 50th person to impart that wisdom. WE KNOW!

Did the sofa thing happen? 😳

Maybe we should start its own thread?

Heading home for Christmas (long haul flight and stopover to see friends) and relative turns up wanting me to take home some gifts. Sure, no problem. Except its three tins of biscuits (1KG each) plus a kind of board wrapped in fairy lights that wouldn't even fit in my suitcase.
Agree to the biscuits but say no, sorry to the board.
Drag biscuits home, including to friends house in city stopover.
Three days after I get home, the very same relative turns up for a "surprise" Christmas visit after visiting some health resort on the way.
"So," I said. "When you came to my house a week ago, with those three kilos of biscuits and that board thing, you knew you were flying home? But you brought everything to my flat for me to mule home for you? Knowing you were coming anyway? And didn't mention it?"
"Yes, but I had a stopover!"
Errr. So did I.
God that annoys me all over again.

WhiffyTheWizard · Today 01:29

People who cheerfully punt their old three-piece suite into the skip that you've hired and had delivered, on the flimsy pretext that "But it's massive".

We had a skip when we had a new kitchen, 2 years ago. Three big Amazon parcels were in it the second morning, the name and address was still on them. It was the adjacent street across the back lane, so I took them round the front and put them on the doorstep.

As I was leaving, a woman dashed out and asked me what the fuck I was doing. I said, "I'm giving your rubbish back, Andrea Jones."

How the fuck did I know her name, she demanded. I pointed out that her name and address were on the labels and she still huffed and puffed and denied it!

@WiddlinDiddlin The first flat I tried to buy, the vendor tried to scam me. Had to offer 5k over asking to secure it but it was a nice flat, although I suspect he and the very hungry, very junior EA he was working with rather engineered that, with hindsight. When he sent me the list of things he was taking with him, it was everything but the light bulbs and carpets... although he was willing to sell me anything I wanted. I pointed out that he was already getting my furnishing budget, so leave the white goods and blinds (made to measure and didn't match his decor so strong suggestion they'd been there when he'd bought) or no sale and certainly not for 5k over asking. He back tracked and offered to leave me all sorts including a hideous sofa.

There ended up being issues with the sale - he'd lied about his parking spaces etc and it would take £££ and much time to fix so I pulled out - which my conveyancer was relieved about. Two weeks later, I got emails from the hungry EA discussing exchange , ignoring me having pulled out and when I reminded him I'd informed his senior of my withdrawal, he countered with an offer from the "distressed" vendor including money off and items as agreed including the sofa. Refused them outright and reminded them that I had specifically refused the sofa, in writing. If that man could've sold me the air in that property he would've.

This one's only a maybe cheeky. A very sweet, young colleague was going to stay with family friends for a 10 day holiday- they'd moved to Jordan. They asked if she could bring some bits from tesco if they did an order to her family home. She and her parents agreed as it was only a few things and nothing heavy. When it arrived, amongst jars of marmite and jam and some bisto and cadburys were 2 packs of bacon! Colleague's dad couldn't find a hard or fast rule on taking those through Jordanian customs but didn't want his 19yo risking it, refunded the friends and the family kept and ate the bacon. The friends took it well apparently but I thought that it was actually quite a brazen thing to ask in context!

I worked in a large open plan office where the departments were separated by dividers you could easily look over (and hear). I was telling my colleagues about my upcoming trip to the US and this bloke, who of course I recognised but had never spoken to, asked if I could bring back the box set of his favourite band. This is before CDs - 22 vinyl albums! I was very young and green (this was my first post uni job) but even I looked at him like he was nuts to even ask.
Another time when I had a baby and a toddler a friend of my mothers was visiting the city (London) from abroad. She said she'd love to take us out to lunch and I said that's wonderful there are plenty of good restaurants in my part of London. She said oh no you are too far you can just take the children on the underground to central London where I am (she of course could have taken a taxi as she could well afford it). I should have taken a taxi too but the expense of it! So I did indeed take my baby and toddler on the tube with a pushchair...
However this wasn't a case of her being tight as she had given me an extremely generous wedding present and of course was taking me out for lunch, more that, never having children or ever taken the tube, couldn't see why it might be difficult.
I have often experienced this. When I was single I always travelled to see friends who had young children. When I had my own for some reason it was declared it was still easier for me to travel with baby and toddler to them rather than they (who now all had kids in school, so wouldn't be around) to travel to me.
Then occasionally you get a good person: I was asked by a delivery company to take in something for a neighbour across the street, I said sure then he promptly delivered several cases of wine. The neighbour, an elderly woman, came over outraged that they had imposed on me and I said I didn't realise it was so much and heavy as I would have refused (the company would then have had to redeliver it). She said no problem I will call them back and insist they come and bring it over (I was heavily pregnant). And they did plus she gave me a bottle as a thanks for the inconvenience!

Well I meant for the child to come and see me - not the parent - but I take your point.

I think I'd have texted her before the end of the second day to warn her I would be dropping her children off with social services if she didn't turn up within one hour.

He tried to ignore that you'd withdrawn?! 😂 What did he think would happen? You'd just say "oh go on then, and I'll keep the sofa too..."? That's some brass neck!