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.

The dishwasher one is brilliant!

I have relatives who forget they are parents as soon as they are at any type of family gathering.
One time they both popped out for a ciggie and I was left to look after their 4 year old.
Another time I heard the mom say ask someone else to take you when her daughter said she needed the loo.

Best one… received a birthday party invite for a soft play. Got there and was told it’s £x in. They hadn’t actually booked a party but had invited a few people to get presents. This is after them saying they would pay the next time we went. I don’t mind paying but let people know in advance.

If that were true, the CF would have said so.

The OP is not 'nasty', the CFers are. Have you recognised yourself on this thread, by any chance?

I often find with men in the gym they use the machine then go on their phone for 20 mins while still sitting on the machine so nope else can use it. Then they get back on the machine.

the one where kids where dumped on a pp doorstep and mum left seriously and she didn't ring ss and report concerns come-on if someone abandoned their kids on my doorstep unannounced there would be more then o it ok here have ur kids back kfrom me cops would be returning the kids

Apparently Meghan took umbrage when Kate told her she could keep it, after she had used it.

I worked as a Nanny for an insanely rich family.

My wedding/honeymoon was coming up in a few weeks (had been booked for a year, annual leave booked in well in advance.) I get a phone call one day, on my day off……

”Hi Hollietree, we need to take a last minute trip to Australia and want to take the kids. Could you please rearrange the date of your wedding, so that you can come to Australia with us?”

I obviously said no. And left the job soon after.

My SiL visited our nearby city to see an old friend of hers, plus us, with her husband and DC. The old friend was happy to put them up for a night and (without consulting me) DH offered to pay for them to stay one night in a hotel in the city, and one night with us. At the time, I was eight months into a pregnancy with some complications and looking after our toddler. Our shower room was half way through a refurb, which we had paused for lack of funds after finding some underlying structural issues, so we had only one bathroom so I asked DH if maybe SiL (who is much better off financially than us) if could get another night at the hotel. He called the hotel and they had space but SiL was adamant that she wanted to stay with us. Reluctantly I agreed as it was soon after covid so we had missed visiting them the previous Christmas because of lockdown and apparently she was still upset about that. A week before they were due to stay I caught an awful cold from my toddler that turned into a serious chest infection. I’m asthmatic and was finding it so hard to breathe I had to sleep sitting up. The day before they were due to stay I went to the GP who took by blood oxygen level and sent me to hospital. I was discharged, with advice that I really, really needed to rest, the following day, which was the day of SiL’s family stay at the hotel, and the day before she was meant to stay with us. Knackered, worried about the baby, still struggling to breathe, and back in charge of the toddler, I begged DH to see if the hotel could take SiL’s family for another night. They could. He reluctantly booked the room for a second night and we paid for it ourselves. He called her and she was really angry and told him I was ‘creating a rift’ between him and his family. The next day they visited us. I made a lovely fresh lunch (sitting down, wheezing) and did my best to socialise with them. She managed to go the entire day without asking me a single question about anything at all, let alone how I (heavily pregnant and clearly still unwell) was feeling. When I eventually went to lie down she let her 10 and 8 year olds run around upstairs outside the bedroom screaming and even come into the room to ask me why I was lying down. SiL insisted my husband go back to the hotel for dinner with them, leaving me to manage bath and bed alone with our toddler, despite still finding it hard to breathe, and she spent the evening sulkily telling him how upsetting it was to have to stay at the (very nice) hotel (that we had paid for).
I actually don’t think I’ll ever forgive her.

A few years ago I was headhunted for a role with a specific start date in a different county to where we were living. I worked very hard to time buying a house suitable for my family to relocate to. This also involved ending a tenancy, booking removals van etc.

Couple of days before we moved into the house I BOUGHT the (now previous) owner contacted me via my solicitor to say that she hadn’t sorted housing for herself and would therefore continue to live in the house for free.

You can imagine the instructions I sent to my solicitor.

I’ve often wondered whether these kinds of attitudes are commonplace because we live in a high tax jurisdiction where so much is free at the point of use. Likewise, the majority of the population are on benefits compared to taxpayers. Perhaps there is an assumption that if someone appears to have capacity or resources, then that person is expected to share said capacity and resources as a result.

Our local park has an autism friendly parking space. We were parked there. A woman went around asking who was parked in the spot as they would need to move as she had a large car and needed the space. I explained we were using the spot for my son. She had a tantrum saying there wasn't a thing wrong with him and people were saying their children were autistic to get money from the state and be trendy. We ignored and got on with our day. Later that day I noticed she'd put up a long rant on a local forum on facebook about how awful it was that people were pretending their children were disabled to use car spaces and how she'd challenged someone about it that day. She got a ton of support and praise. I waited until later that night to respond and explain what actually happened. Cue loads of negative comments towards her. She then accused me of bullying and harassment. Some people are just toxic.

Well that's you being ungrateful. If I messed up I would be grateful someone decided to do me a favour and help me out. So thankfully we're not all like you with a stick up about taking an insult instead of just being grateful. There are two choices; you can be childish and take offence, or you can be a grown up and grateful and thank the person for caring enough to stop you continuing to make an error. Luckily I and others are the latter.

There is no topic which can't be turned into a benefits-bashing thread!

My dad hinted at this as well. We're already paying one mortgage, thanks!!

Oh, well it wasn't me! Mine was a cheap one by Rimmel. 😁 Must something that happens quite often.

Fucking hell! What a selfish person the client was!!

Very similar, I was in a house share and gave notice as I was moving in with my boyfriend (now DH). The landlord had someone in line to take my room but who couldn’t wait the planned four weeks notice I’d given and needed to move within the week. Absolutely fine, I agreed with the landlord to move out by the end of the week and would only pay a weeks rent that month as a favour.

I moved out, then the new tenant decided they were no longer in a rush and could stick to the original dates. So my landlord suggested taking the three weeks “notice” out of my deposit. They were not happy when I pointed out that I’d rushed my move to do them a favour and I could take them to court as I knew they’d not used a deposit scheme. I got it all back, of course.

Nope. It was definitely me with my cheapie Rimmel. It was also bright red and sparkly. 😁 Kate probably wouldn't be allowed to wear something like that. Ironically I wore it on the day of Kate and William's wedding, the most patriotic I could be bothered to be. I was at work and it was dead.

@ Madisnttheword
“her attitude changed very quickly and she said, oh your grandparents changed their will and left it to me instead.”

Have you looked up the will? A will is a public document and you can look it up here - https://www.gov.uk/search-will-probate

How do I know this, you ask. My DH’s brother sadly died at the age of 61, and his wife just cut off contact with my DH, his only brother. As DB had always said he would leave a special guitar to one of his friends, DH looked up his will to find out whether he’d done so, as friend had not heard anything since his death. DB had left his guitar to friend, and also a legacy to DH’s children - CF SIL had not said a word about it, and presumably had hoped to keep the money herself. Suffice to say DBIL was comfortably off, and the legacy could have been paid out of his current account. It was eventually paid - DC received a cheque with a one line note that it was payment from their uncle’s will.

My brother created a new email address (personal gmail, not work-related official email) which consisted of a combination of some letters and four digits for the year -- think [email protected]. Not long afterwards, my brother got an email at this new address from an unknown sender in a foreign country. The email requested him urgently to give up his new email address, as it had already been "chosen in advance" as the contact email for some convention or similar event to be held later that year in that country. My brother never replied, and he continued to get emails for several months trying to persuade him to give up his account so that the convention's organising committee could use the same address instead!

Yeah your DH is much more than a CF!

I don't know how I could forget this one.

Half brother managed to talk my birth relative into giving him a run down house, he then renovated. Fine...however
....legally half that house was mine from where my father had died and he had owned 50% of everything like the other relative!
I was a minor when all this happened and hence wasn't until I became an adult I realised the implications. By then he'd been ensconced on this house for years.

If that wasn't enough, he then got sour grapes when it came to sorting out things when relative who gave him the house died and I could inherit my father's possessions. He wanted a load of land to go round his hiuse offering me £x. I told him I had no sway with the solicitors doing the probate so he ended up paying more money for a lot less than he wanted.

It still doesn't end there though. I own some other property and CF wants me to give him that so he can downsize from the house he illegally obtained from me as he goes into retirement! Im convinced my mother knew about all this too so you can imagine the relationships are well fucked up.

I think most people who say they "don't like looking at" things are CFs.

DM's neighbour whose house is at right angles to hers doesn't like looking at her magnolia tree and solar panel. The magnolia tree largely obscures their view of the solar panel. They also dumped a box of 'her' leaves on her drive one autumn.

Yours is a valid tale of CFery. Outrageous. But:

(a) A quick Google reveals that 14.5% of the population is on benefits, including pensioners receiving state pension. That's not the majority!

(b) We are one of the lowest tax jurisdictions in W Europe.

(c) The fact that this thread specifically collates stories of CFery does not mean that the type of behaviour described here is "commonplace".

For example, I have moved house several times in my nearly 50 years and have helped with or heard about tens if not hundreds more and I do not personally know of, nor have I heard of any friends of friends, experiencing a situation like yours.

I personally don't think this narrative that stuff like this happens all the time because British people allegedly have it so easy is fair or helpful in the wider debate.

Lol so was it really Miss World? I am sure she would be travelling by limousine, not a public train.

Chill Fi.