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🤣🤣

Friends whose husband I had met 2-3 times max had food poisoning, wife (my friend was away on a business trip). He rang at 8pm asking me to come pick up their child who was 1 year old have them sleep over and then drop them off at nursery in the morning.

They lived a good 30mins away, had i work starting 8.30am in the morning and my own kids to get ready and drop off at nursery (not the same nursery or same direction)

Didnt really know the kid that well to have them sleep over and the morning just wouldn’t have worked timings wise. He was very disappointed and my friend stopped talking to me / seemed angry I didn’t help.

Tbh I don't think that's so bad. You don't know why. She might have had a heavy period - I wouldn't want to be in the pool with mine. Or she may have major body insecurities. You just don't know. She asked, and you said yes.

A friend asked if i could look after her rabbits and plants(i assumed indoor!) during her 2 week vacation. Sure. I had a newborn at the time and had to wait for my husband to get home to do it.
She left 4 pages of instructions on how to water the garden including how many liters of water each plant should get either every day or every second or third day with giant watering cans that i had to carry across the garden a few weeks postpartum. I only found out when she‘d left because she left them in her home.
Took me almost 2 hours. I told her i couldnt do it after the first day, rabbits and indoor only.

I think they've confused Vancouver with Montreal, which is about a seven hour drive from NYC. Vancouver might be doable in 47 hours if you never stopped to eat or sleep or put petrol in the car. It's on the other side of the entire continent.

Ex-friend who was a massive liar and psycho path, this is one of many cheeky things. Wanted me to take her child to school, which involved me foregoing the 5 min walk me and my DC had to school from our house, jumping in the car, driving PAST the school for an extra 10 mins, then driving back, struggling to find a place to park, and walking her child in. I did it a couple of times then refused. She was shooketh.

Only minor things.

Been asked to lend someone £100. Might not be a lot compared to some others but it still felt cheeky.

A friend asked me to give her a lift to work (about 20 mile drive) whilst her car was in the garage, even though she lives a 5 minute walk to the train station where there are direct trains straight to her workplace (shopping mall).

Was a bridesmaid and maid of honour asked us to all ‘chip in’ towards the brides hair and makeup.

Asked to lie about a friends whereabouts to her fiancé whilst she was having an affair with another man. (Actually, not that minor).

I think I would have damaged them all before putting them in the boot.

My df hated gardening and our garden was fairly unruly.
Cf ndn got a rabbit for his ds and asked if the rabbit pen could go in our garden as he didn’t want it messing up his!
Df said yes. Dm overruled df and said no and took up gardening immediately. She became an excellent gardener.

I was once seeing a guy for just under a year, we spent a lot of time together, I’d met his family, met his closest friends, stayed at his house etc etc. We got on really well! We were never exclusive but we spent that much time together I didn’t really care at the time because I thought how would he have time for anyone else… face palm. Throughout he did tell me about an ex girlfriend who suffered majorly with depression, ended amicably blah blah, so he still kept in touch with her time to time. I was okay with this because I’m pretty laid back and I trusted him.
Hoooowever, one evening my phone rang and it was ex gf & her cousin screaming down the phone at me calling me a slag. I hung up, rang ex bf and asked what the fuck and he actually said brazen as anything ‘yeah I can’t see you anymore, but will you please tell her that we’ve not been seeing each other and we’re just mates?’ I couldn’t believe it.

I hung up, blocked him, rang ex gf back told her everything. Turns out they had been in a relationship for 2 years, all of his friends and family THAT I HAD MET, knew about it but never said anything.

I still blows my mind. What a cheeky fucker.

Years ago my mum once found a woman’s handbag on a wall. Had everything in it - keys, cards, glasses, purse with a fair amount of money. She managed to find the woman’s name and address in it somewhere - an address in another town, several miles away - and called her to tell her she’d found her bag. The woman said “Oh, that’s a relief. Bring it over at 7, would you? Then you won’t be interrupting my dinner.” When my mum pointed out that she didn’t drive and the woman would have to come to her to collect it, the woman got really huffy and said “Well, I will, but it’s a bloody nuisance because I’ll have to get the car out of garage again”.

I'm a dog walker.

About 18 months ago I was woken up at 4am by my phone ringing. Of course I immediately assumed it was a family emergency so I answered without putting on my glasses and checking caller ID. It was a client who said she was waiting for an ambulance and could I look after her dog. I said I was sorry to hear she was poorly and of course I'd make sure her dog was ok, I'd be there as usual at 11am. She said no, can I go now and collect the dog and bring it to my house to look after! I told her that firstly, it was 4 o'clock in the morning and secondly she knew I had my own two dogs who really wouldn't take kindly to me bringing her dog home!

Long story short she was in hospital a few days (nothing life threatening) and it fell on me to try to make arrangements for her dog (no close friends and estranged from her daughter). I asked her if she'd give me her permission to find a house/pet sitter. She initially agreed until I told her I'd found one who'd very kindly offered a discount due to the emergency circumstances. She was astounded that she'd be expected to pay, saying "but they'll be in my house using my electric!" She refused permission.

I then spent quite some time on the phone (in between doing all my dog walking jobs) to the Cinnamon Trust and another similar charity that's quite local to me trying to find a temporary foster carer for the dog. Turns out a person has to already be registered with these charities in order to take advantage of their services...

The lady's cleaner told me she thought someone from the church had looked after the dog before in similar circumstances, so off I went to speak to the Pastor. Yes, someone had very kindly looked after the dog before but unfortunately they'd made it clear they absolutely wouldn't do it again...

In the end me and the lady's cleaner worked out a rota so that between us we visited the dog 4 times a day to walk her, feed her etc. It wasn't ideal as she was on her own overnight but it was the best we could do. All the while communication with the lady was very hit and miss as she either didn't respond at all to my messages or completely evaded my questions. And not once did she ask how her dog was!

I had very stern words with her when she came home and made her register with the Cinnamon Trust so she had a back up plan in future. I also presented her with an invoice for all the extra work I did for her, as did her cleaner.

I'm not sorry to say she became an ex client not long afterwards.

New York to Vancouver is a hell of a lot more than 7 hours. More like 44 hours, according to Google Maps.

Years ago me and kids went on holiday I asked the next door neighbour ( who was a good friend I thought) to just pop in if possible and feed our pet rabbit, as I often took care of her cats if she was away. She was more than happy to, when I returned my house had been clearly used, turns out she let friends stay, used my shower as she said it was better than hers, used my washing machine, borrowed my hoover to clean their cars on my drive, they'd used my teabags, eaten most of what was in the freezer and left the house messy, I asked why she'd done it and she said we'll its not like you needed the house for 4 days, we are no longer friends and she has moved.

Few years ago, a neighbour/friend wrote off my husband’s car/work vehicle and injured him when she skidded coming round a corner.
She phoned me next day and asked that we take blame as otherwise she wouldn’t get a courtesy car!
The insurance claim rumbled on for about 9 months before she finally admitted blame.

A friend borrowed my laptop for a few days went to collect it. She had given it to another friend whom had dropped it on the floor.
She told me she hadn’t wanted to give this friend her laptop.
She never replaced or paid for my broken one to be fixed. She didn’t think she should until I pointed I was never told about her arrangement. I think she gave me some money towards it.
Yeah, she was a user, no she isn’t a friend anymore.

but seemed to think because we are friends, I should just give up about a hundred hours of my time and lose income to devote to her. Baffling.

But... you did exactly that 🤔so she was right 😁

A work colleague I barely knew once asked me to sign a recommendation letter for a rental place. It was a guarantor agreement.

I had this happen to me. I was the third owner of a maisonette and the couple I’d bought it from had removed various odd items because the previous vendor, an old lady, had removed them herself (curtain rails, other miscellaneous fixtures etc.) and generally was generally annoying over their purchase and they felt compelled to do the same to me!

Anyway, early one Sunday morning and an old lady was at my door, and got me out of bed. She told me she used to live there and wanted to look round “for old times sake”. She was most surprised when I said no, but she did make a sarcastic comment about me not being up and dressed and I remembered the hassle getting the curtain rails and other things reinstalled!

Bumped into someone I know through school (who I would not call a friend) one weekday morning in the high street, I was on my way to the bank with the weekend's takings from the charity shop where I volunteer in my bag. She swooped over said hi and could I just hold this as she needed to pop into Boots for a sec. She was like a whirlwind and it was all over in 5 seconds before I could even open my mouth to acknowledge her.

So I had to stand there in the high street for 10 minutes with wads of notes in my bag, holding a fecking labrador. A badly behaved labrador.

When she finally emerged from Boots clutching her prescription she never even said thank you, just complained about the queue and said how she was off to lunch.

Same here! In my case it was a builder working on my house, who fancied himself as a bestselling author. His book was a hard copy done on a typewriter, and he thought it would be a good idea for me first to type it all up so that he had a digital copy. I could then have the pleasure of editing it, obvs. What made this worse is that the storyline was clearly based on himself, and I sneaked a peek at the ending and it was something along the lines of the hero eventually realising he was the next Messiah. I kid you not. And yes, he was a bit like that and yes, he was a shit builder 🤦🏻‍♀️

My SIL dropped her law thesis on me a couple of days before the due deadline. The only way I could fit it in was to work into the early hours of the morning. She barely thanked me. What she did do was reply in detail to every single comment I'd flagged up with minor queries for her attention. As though I gave a fuck about the answers! The strong impression was that she had done me a favour by passing work my way. I'm not sure she understands the nature of self-employment, since her own business is more of a part-time hobby.

Are you kidding? Did you not read the post properly? I mean, the photos thing alone is beyond horrendous!

New York and Vancouver Island are all the way across the country from one another and it would take considerably longer than 7 hours to drive from one to the other.
The distance in air miles is 2449 miles, or 3941 kilometers.
I apologize for being picky - I happen to know, because I’ve made that drive.
Regardless of whether you mean Vancouver Island or Vancouver, WA, they’re both still thousands of miles from New York.

My aunt gave me £200 in a card on my wedding day.

Then my cousin (aunt's dd) got married, my mum was invited but not me due to small venue (absolutely fine by me, weddings are expensive)

My mum asked me to give me the £200 my aunt gave me so she could give it to my cousin as a gift.

The reason this shocked me is my mum is not a cheeky fucker usually so this was unusual! And DH and I paid for every part of our wedding ourselves, and there was no gift from mum, which I wasn't expecting anyway. But nor did I expect to have my gift pilfered!

A school mum messaging to ask if I was around. I thought she wanted to catch up with the kids. No she just wanted me to have her kids while she went out. If she’d worded it differently I may have considered!!

I was teaching at a school where we had our own Maths dept office. A woman from another department who I barely knew used to come into our office when we weren’t there to take our printer paper and board pens (paid for from our department budget) to save her having to order her own. We’d seen her leaving the room and noticed things had gone but had never caught her at it. One day, sick of having no paper and pens, I saw her walking into to my office so I waited a minute and followed her in. She was standing at my desk, brushing her hair with my hairbrush which I’d left on my desk.