Tell me your stories of entitlement

[Spidey66]

We’re in the US ATM . We flew London to Seattle so a long flight. We paid extra for premium economy seats, and got good seats.

just before take off, our (front) row were approached by a mother with a new baby (looked like only 3-4 months or so) asking for someone to swap because she had a baby. To cut a long story short, she didn’t get it and stormed off in a huff. Turned out she was actually in economy and wanted a premium seat without premium cost and was wanting one of us to pay premium price and sit in economy! Isn’t that the height of entitlement!!! She thought we should bow down to the fact she had a baby!

I love hearing stories of entitlement. Tell me yours.

You 'reported it to management'?

Wish we still had the laughing emoji on mn cos this post demands it 😂

Imagine coming onto this thread and outing yourself as a CF like that!

Bouvjt a house, tenant left piles and piles of shit in the house. Came back for her nice pots and pot plants which my OH GAVE her. Not sure who I was more annoyed with!

“It’s not really helping” made me laugh.

Utterly and extraordinarily deranged!

Some of these examples of CFery are absolutely mind blowing! But I love the pussycat one! ❤

My contribution pales amongst some of these but here goes.
I used to help run the sergeants mess bar at my husbands barracks on function evenings.
The first function I did was a Saturday night, it was a mess Christmas disco, all the outer edges of the mess hall were basically buffet tables, crammed with catered in food. The was a couple of huge hams on the bone; beef joints; turkey; massive catering sized blocks of cheese; the usual sandwiches, savouries etc, along with whole cakes, desserts, mince pies and chocolate mints.
At the end of the night, most people had made their way off home, so I went into the hall to clear the tables of the last of the glasses, then I was going to make a start on covering and putting the left over food in the fridges. One of the older ex members of the squadron, (who had been invited as a guest, therefore didn't have to purchase a ticket) came back in, saying he'd forgotten something. I nodded and just carried on clearing up. And evidently, so did he! He opened a huge bag and proceeded to load all the left over food into boxes and use a roll of cling film that he'd brought with him! The huge ham went, the beef, the massive blocks of cheese, all the left over food that was still in tact and edible was deftly packed away and off he went! No fucks given, just like he was entitled! He'd even backed his car up to the main doors, boot up and ready to receive!
The sad thing is, that usually after these events, whatever was left was saved for the serving members the next day for lunch! The cook had to go out in the morning and get some eggs and bacon in so at least they all had something for lunch!
Turns out this bloke was loaded, but as tight as they come! He'd go to the loo when it was his round, that kind of thing.
When I mentioned it to one of the seniors, he said, "Oh that doesn't surprise me at all"!
Each time after that, I ensured that the largest of the food was moved as soon as it was clear that people had finished. I then boxed it up and locked it in the fridges! Needless to say if he was at the function, he was mortified that he couldn't lurk around til the end to get the spoils! It made me smirk inwardly as I packed it away, as I knew he couldn't challenge me, as he had absolutely no right to it at all! CFery at its very best!

As much as some posts (not on this thread interestingly enough) scorch my eyes with their comments about "wet lettuces" and "pull yourself together" and "stop being such a wimp!" I've often been in situations where they could have done me some good, so I know what you mean. I'm less of a people pleaser than I used to be; after one of my landmark birthdays, I realised I was putting up with levels of incivility that would have left me with a nasty taste in my mouth for weeks if I'd been the one dishing it out. I can't say I changed overnight, but I pushed myself to be more assertive and as it got easier, people started to treat me more as I try to treat them.

Completely agree with you. It’s just rude and is shaming

One of my friends, who I know does struggle with money, doesn't want a great deal, and was left with a large amount of debt by her narcissistic ex. Anyway, she asked if I would lend her £30 to tie her over for a week for a food shop. Happily, I obliged. It went past the date she said she would pay it back and messages to say she would send it back now. I told her there was no rush as I know she was struggling and I didn't need it back in a hurry. Anyway, two days later, she's put on FB that she's had her hair cut and coloured (not cheap as we know). I was pissed off because I had loaned her the money thinking she was pretty much scratching around for change. A few days later she messages asking if I can lend her another £20. I burst out laughing and said absolutely not! Told her she's a CF asking after spending money on a luxury.
She did pay me back, but I've never lent her money again.

Re the psychology of CF's, I loved this Oliver Burkeman article, based on a post by Andrea Donderi. It helps me deal with the CFs in my own life.

Donderi suggested some people and cultures are Askers and some Guessers eg Russians are Askers, Japanese are Guessers.

Askers are CFs in that they will take a punt on asking for what they want, but don't necessarily expect a yes. Their motto is, if you don't ask, you don't get.

Guessers consider what the answer to a request is likely to be. Unless it's almost certainly likely to be "yes", they will avoid asking.

Problems arise when Askers and Guessers meet, because Guessers tie themselves up in knots about saying no to the outrageous requests of Askers.

"An Asker won't think it's rude to request two weeks in your spare room, but a Guess culture person will hear it as presumptuous and resent the agony involved in saying no."

https://www.theguardian.com/lifeandstyle/2010/may/08/change-life-asker-guesser

The original 2007 post - some of the comments are pretty funny: https://ask.metafilter.com/55153/Whats-the-middle-ground-between-FU-and-Welcome#830421

Oh excuse me for making a mistake. Thank god we have a grammar nazi around.

Recent experience - day off and weather gloriously hot, so planned a beach day on our local beach - reading, snoozing, and swimming. This is a beach off the main beach, only really known by locals with the odd holiday-maker finding it, but most of the time I know anyone who comes down there, as it is not an obvious route to get there and has no life-guard/toilets/cafe/parking which the main beach does. Mid-morning, and no one is on the beach, I set up at a random spot (there is no 'best spot' on this beach) - all my things laid out, book, towels, bag...notice an older couple walking down the beach but didn't think anything of it - decide to go for a paddle to cool off....as I come out I notice they are 'setting up' next to me - and I mean NEXT to me - a couple of feet away on this empty stretch of beach. My stuff is there, but they have also looked directly at me. Weird - really weird - but the outrageous CF aspect of this is that this 'setting up' involves smoothing the sand (?!) in a unique way, i.e. throwing handfuls of it over my stuff!!!

I quietly went back, gathered my sand-covered Stuff and moved further along the completely empty mile-long stretch of beach - I was tempted to say something/stick some loud explicit music on on my phone and stay put - but decided I wanted a peaceful day and needed to Rise Above. But....just WHY???

Yeah it was petty but the woman's entitlement after I waited patiently for 15 minutes as did other customers no way was I gonna budge on that. Had she asked nicely I would have let her but she just confidently walked past everyone and put her item in front of my shopping and then then told me it was ok because its one item. Its rude. Just your like you correcting my spelling was rude.

Well, I'm not suggesting someone who paid extra should swap. I'm saying the airline should avoid this situation in the first place by automatically seating minors (at least under twelve) with a responsible adult. It is their responsibility and the resulting mess of them deliberately not doing it is inconveniencing their other customers.
(if I was in this situation I wouldn't ask anyone to swap, I'd let the airline sort it.)

When I was a kid my parents had a beautiful penthouse apartment by a lake resort which we used for holidays (my father’s company had built the place). It was a long drive from home, and we’d usually arrive late at night and go straight to bed.

We arrived one night, and as I was the first through the door, I went around turning all the lights on. Went into my room and saw a naked couple fast asleep on my bed. I turned around very calmly, went to find my parents and told him what I’d seen. They were so tired after the long trip they actually thought I was joking and it was difficult to come and convince them to look.

Our ‘houseguests’ had brought their cats with them as well. The man had worked on the place as it was being built and had managed to get a copy of the keys - I can’t remember exactly how he did it now, I’d have to ask. They were so indignant that we were spoiling their holiday in our apartment. The woman kept repeating ‘we’re not hurting anyone!’ My dad might have hurt the naked man when he wrestled him out of the door.

Nothing so bizarre has happened to me before or since. I think that’s actually my only experience of CF’s!

You don’t know them, they aren’t your kids and if you’re a member of the literacy police, surely you must have some form of official ID? Maybe a badge or an ID card from pedants anonymous?

I was promised something by a relative from a very young age but my mother always had her eye on it as it is worth a lot of money. I don't care about that, I just loved it as it was my grandparents. Well my grandparent died quite a few years ago now and when it came to said item I was told by my mother that it had been left to me in the will but she was looking after it for me.
When I said she couldn't do that, her attitude changed very quickly and she said, oh your grandparents changed their will and left it to me instead.

I have a very crooked bil who is a solicitor and deals mainly in wills. I have my theories but no proof unfortunately

A friend asked me to help her move out of student flat, uni was finished and she didn't have a car. It was a 2 hour drive away but I said ok as I wanted to help and she was a good friend.

I had tickets for a show but said I would be able to help and get back in time. Drove her 2 hours, only to find she hadn't actually packed yet. So I ended up running around her extremely messy shared flat helping her shove stuff into boxes. Finally got it done and drove her 2 hours back to where she was moving. Get there and she's not actually arranged access yet but tells me it'll not be long, someone will be along in a minute. By this time I'm running late to meet my other friend for the show. So I'm afraid I'd had enough, I bundled all her stuff out of my car and left her, with her stuff, waiting to get access (she was in a secure and safe area).

That was nearly 20 years ago and it still makes me angry to think about it.

A friend asked if she could borrow my inflatable bed for a festival. Yes no problem. Asked could I drop it round as they didn't have a car. I did. Weeks later after the festival I asked could I get it back please. She says yes but you'll need to come get it. So I drive over and collect it. Get it home and unpack it to check it over. It's filthy, wet and mouldy. She'd obviously just packed it back up at the festival and then not bothered to dry it off or clean it. I ended up having to throw it out.

@Madisnttheword

That’s so sad 🙁 Couldn’t you get a copy of the will and check? I thought you could order them for a small fee, but maybe I’m wrong.

OMG what a cheeky fucker! Please tell me you told her where to go?

I worked with a CF colleague and she once spotted my cigarettes in my bag and called out to me "WickedWitch I'm gonna nick a cigarette off you" then reached into my bag, she had already ponced about 5 off me previously so I snapped at her "no you won't be and get your bloody hand out of my bag!" She then huffed and I saw her try to sneakily take her own pack of cigarettes out of her pocket. Entitled cheeky fucker she used to eat everyone's lunch and laugh when we asked wtf our food is and admit she was hungry so she ate it. She couldn't see a problem with helping herself to other people's food and belongings the entitlement was shocking.

Wtf is wrong with these people thinking its ok to just go down someone else's belongings and use them like they're public property. @SlightlySeethrough I don't think I'll be picking me jaw up off the floor for while after reading your post the the entitlement is off the charts cheeky cow!

I did get a copy of the will. It had been changed
Even though I was promised that one item from being a very young child. That's why I don't trust my crooked bil as he was the one who was dealing with the will. He's the same "man" who apparently did us a big favour when selling our house nearly 20 years ago with his rates, and he charged us over three times what a solicitor would charge now for the same job. I have a very complicated family, could write a book.
I know in the grand scheme of things material things don't matter especially as I am seriously ill myself now but it's the principle. All I can say is, I hope it was worth it for them all

I remember that thread!

My grandad (dad's dad) fought in WWII. His wife, my Nana kept every letter he sent to her over the years he was away.

When my Nana died my dad got the box with the letters in. I asked my mum if I could read some and I was told, "Oh no, they are far too personal".

It was fine for her to read them though.

An acquaintance asked me to pick her up from the airport (I live 10 mins away), and offered petrol money to save her getting an expensive taxi.

I set out after she messaged me to say she'd landed, paid for the entry fee for 10 mins short term parking and waited...no sign of her, not picking up messages, had pay an excess to leave and wait in a nearby street for nearly an hour until she eventually replied saying she didn't think id be that quick so went to get something to eat...re-entered, paid the short term charge again, picked her up then she announced that she had arranged to meet her friend in a city bar....so if I could just drop her off...

Drove into the city and she asked me to help get her luggage into the bar ...so paid for parking and went to the bar with her and her luggage. Her friend was nowhere to be seen, but she ordered two cocktails, while i was trying to get ram her luggage into a booth at a crowded city centre bar. One was supposed to be for me, but I was driving so not drinking. Then she remembered that she had no Sterling...so I paid for the drinks.

Friend was a no show, she drank both cocktails then I helped her lug her bags back to the car and gave her a lift home.

All in it cost me four hours and nearly £50 (about twice what it would have cost her to get a taxi home)..and of course she never gave me petrol money far less repaid the parking or drinks.

I worked as a receptionist with a waiting room open to the public, I had my handbag behind the desk as usual.

A family came in to use the service we provided every week and despite only one person (the mother) needing to attend the appointment she came with her husband, toddler in a buggy and two kids - a boy of about 7 and a girl of about 4.
The kids were often left to run riot, jumping on and off chairs, screaming, playing games and videos on the iPad at full volume and just creating chaos. There were often long waits for the appointment and they would set up a picnic for the kids in the waiting room where food would be smeared and spread everywhere.

There were two of us on reception and I mostly worked with a man who lived near this family and was friendly with them.
On one occasion I went to the toilet to find he’d let the kids come behind the reception desk, they had also emptied out my handbag.

Everything was tipped out on the floor, my make up, contact lens case, medication, purse etc…
When I went to put it all back I noticed an expensive lipstick was missing and a £10 note and change from my purse. They had even taken and eaten (smeared everywhere) my lunch that I’d just brought back after a break and not had chance to put in the fridge.

I asked the other receptionist I’ll call Gareth (because that was his name!) what happened to my make up and money, he said the kids had taken it but made out I was a horrible person for being pissed off and asking for my stuff back.
I got the money but the little girl was covered in my lipstick so I obviously didn’t want it back.

I was quite unprofessional and told the family what I thought of them and their “thieving urchins” Gareth thought I’d get into trouble but he was the one who received the disciplinary warning for letting the kids behind the desk.

I have plenty of plane ones I’ve posted before under a different username.
I’m 4’10 but terrified of flying, I find it easier to book and pay for the extra leg room seats at the front or the plane. I get served drinks first, can get off first and feel less hemmed in, it’s usually quite pricey.

I travel a lot and in the last two years I’ve been asked to move twice by taller men who think they deserve the space because I’m small and have room already.
I usually book a window seat because again it feels less claustrophobic, I was told I had to move last July for a family who “needed” the room as they had a baby and the toddler wanted the window seat. My DP was having none of it and very politely told them to move, they refused until we had to get cabin crew involved.

There are plenty more as I’m a total people pleaser but therapy is helping with that. I’m sure some people can remember my thread about my friend who brings her daughter everywhere including a planned adult spa day…