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.

Unless she left gravy etc. splashed all over the basin, what’s the problem?

Oh I remember that thread. He had the cheek of the devil. There was this thread that called him a toilet goblin and another at the same time about an equally CF man who was called Pot Noodle Wanker.

Assuming she didn’t leave the basin covered in mud, I don’t understand what’s wrong with it either. What difference does it make to anyone else?

A former friend was homeless because she'd ignored the need to pay the extremely reasonable Housing Association rent, preferring to spend her money on poncey artisanal foods, holidays abroad and nights out in bars, and had further ignored all letters from the HA on the assumption that they wouldn't ever evict her (they evicted her, obviously). She spent a month living for free in a mutual friend's one bedroom flat whilst bitching to everybody that it afforded her no privacy and she didn't like the mutual friend's live-in boyfriend. Because I was young and stupid I then agreed to let her stay for free in my house for a week when I was away visiting family. Upon my return she complained that the house was too far from any bars or interesting shops, and that my spare bed wasn't very comfortable. This was 20+ years ago and she remains an unreasonable and disputatious arsehole who continues to live her life depending on others while slagging them off as though in ongoing challenge to the saying 'beggars can't be choosers'. God she's a dick.

This was my older sister’s response when I asked her to look after our dying father for the weekend so that I could have a break from delivering out all of his care. She said, and I quote, ‘no I can’t, some of us do have a life you know’.

We are estranged now, although, funnily enough, it was nothing to do with that situation.

I used to travel weekly for work, and people demanded I swap my booked seat for their (usually inferior) one not every week, but certainly more than once a month
After the third time it happened, I printed & laminated a small sheet to hand to such CFs
"I would be delighted to accept your offer of a seat swap. My fee for this is £10 per row further back, +£50 in to an aisle seat, +£500 if to a middle seat. No charge if you want me to move to Club class"
It got a few laughs or smiles, but mostly just blank hostile stares, and once it was to a Club seat, so a woman could sit next to her daughter
I sent her back my mini-bottles of champagne as a thank you

"Friend" invited me to their 40th birthday in a town I don't know – she knows this and when she invited me she said she'd love to have dinner with me before the party and some drinks at her house and we also organised brunch the following day. I paid for a train, overnight accommodation, and bought a lovely piece of jewellery (£80) as a gift. I turned up in the late afternoon ready to meet her as arranged (we'd messaged earlier in the day) and she wasn't replying to messages... she finally messaged saying she was out drinking with friends/family and said she would message me when they got to her house and I could meet her there... still didn't hear from her. Ended up going for dinner on my own and then just going to the party (still hadn't heard from her). She was really drunk when I got to the party. I had a fine time and chatted to a few new people and had an early night. The next morning, I messaged just before we were supposed to meet for brunch... no reply for over an hour and half. Eventually I just bought a new train ticket and went home early. That evening she messaged me to say she had left her phone at venue and slept in until the afternoon, no thank you for present or apologies for not doing anything we planned! Unsurprisingly, we're not friends any more.

somethingandnothing; I hope you took the present home with you?

Oh my days! I do sew a lot but that would be the absolute limit!

But I think this is down to people not knowing how things are made, the time involved. They think that offering to pay for the fabric is all that is needed.

Cake makers probably get the same.

Especially if you do it as a hobby. "But you do this for fun-why should I pay you?"

I've been on the end of a few...

Random person I met on holiday came to stay in our city centre flat, brought her new bloke and then pretty much holed herself up in the bedroom, sending him out to get food, etc. He was ok actually. I'm too soft as it took me 3 months to winkle her out of the house, think I gave her money and took her to a new job out of the area. However, she didn't like it so came back and iirc got us to help again but this time I definitely didn't let her back in the house. I was younger then and defo a people pleaser.

Someone who got us to look after their dog then went on lots of occasions then went around complaining we underfed the dog...she had half the district looking after this dog and also wanted us to take him if she passed away...

Close family member's wake and someone tried to lift all the remaining food. My very, very elderly DM cottoned on to this and was guarding it, much to the confusion of my DH. Apparently, said lady has form for this and got managed at our funeral and turfed out at the next one by the funeral director.

I have been loving this thread and just realised I have my own story to contribute. I moved this year, my husband, 3 year old and 2 dogs were all out of our house at exchange time and even had our cleaner do a deep clean for the new owner. We then had to wait for the owners of our house to leave. They said they hadn't got the keys to their new build yet so had no where to go. They were in our house for hours and hours, didn't leave until late afternoon. Turns out they got the keys to their new build at 9am that morning, they just didn't want to be in the house while their movers unloaded so they sat in our house having endless cups of tea. They though it was perfectly acceptable to stay in our house while theirs was sorted for them, leaving my family stuck in our car with no where to go. A week later I found the old owner in my kitchen, she had let herself in to check for post. We kept it and passed it on for the first month but after that everything was marked return to sender, not known at this address.

@Arlanymor .... I will forever remember you as the creator of the brilliant phrase "toilet goblin" 👺 😂🤣

I have used it twice since your post and always credited you for it's inspiration!! 👏🏼👏🏼

Here is some free advice. You are confusing grammar with spelling. Also it is only considered 'rude' by rude people. Many of us are grateful to be corrected. It is a public service, and I will continue to do it. Those that see it as 'condescending' are the ones with the problem.

No, really, you're welcome!

You really are incredibly rude.

Declaring your rudeness a public service is actually hilarious.

Quite a few years ago we had a family home that was empty while we were on an overseas contract. We were about to rent it out, it was newly completed and immaculate.

The near neighbours were very old friends of the in-laws. Their house flooded while they were away on holiday and they suddenly needed somewhere to live while theirs was repaired, a four month job. Despite being a very well off retired couple, we offered to let them take it for a few months at a reduced rate of 50% of market rate since it was only the two of them in a five bed house, it was only a temporary short term thing, and they were family friends. Written agreement and deposit all sorted.

Eight months later and their house repair is still dragging on. We wrote informing that we were increasing the rent to 75% the market rate. Another few months passed and they left leaving the house filthy, and owing the last month’s rent and the equivalent of the 25% uplift. We sent them a friendly email with a statement of account and our intention to take the rent shortfall from the deposit.
They wrote back somewhat aggressively saying they never agreed to the uplift in writing, and were going to complain to the authorities if we did not immediately return the deposit intact as the deposit had not been held in an official deposit scheme (true, but this deposit scheme was recent law, we were overseas, and it was only for a three month period, so we didn’t research it in the rush to get them in).

I immediately returned deposit intact, and lodged a small claim against them for the filth and damages to the property that we would normally have overlooked. They paid up the full amount. Ingrate entitled CFs.
Never spoke to them again, and neither did the in-laws, a 40 year friendship up in smoke.

Karma got to them a couple of years later when someone wrote CUNTS in weedkiller on their lawn.

In the early 80’s I lived in a rented flat in London . I decided to let a pub acquaintance who was an unemployed punk rocker rent my spare room- it’s not really relevant that she was a punk except that I thought I was being very cool letting her rent my room ! She was all the usual things, messy, unreliable paying rent, had loads of people back from the pub to smoke weed etc but then I was no angel either so it seemed ok. Until one day I thought I noticed the phone which I kept locked in my room had moved, so I marked where it was in a way that she couldn’t tell. Sure enough, she’d been picking the lock and coming in and phoning goodness knows where ! Had to get some burly mates to come and get her to leave, that was the final straw! Can’t remember how much the phone bill was, a LOT !

Not long ago, I used to have an hour long commute by train and I would get a lot of man spreaders in the seat next to me on the way home in the evenings. By mistake initially, I realised that if knocked, a matcha latte spills really easily and the almost nuclear waste glowing green colour stains a man’s shirt sleeve really badly. They don’t notice what’s happening either as the man spreading never comes with the courtesy of eye contact or looking where or who they’re encroaching on. It’s also easy to keep it from spilling on you and all on them. A very small splatter or drip goes a long way! I used to really enjoy my home time matcha lattes

If I ever become dictator of the world these people would be
banned from owning phones

A family of 4 on a train wanting the table seat that 3 (strangers) and I had booked for a long journey. I had booked months prior and specifically wanted a table seat so I could use my laptop, eat, and generally have more room. The others had similar reasons, but honestly even if they hadn't, why should they give up their seats? We all kept sharing knowing looks and smirks the more irate they got.

It's not like there weren't a seats available, but they wanted THAT ONE. Jog on, kitties!

You clearly don't know what rude is.

I bought a new car and was so excited. My husband also was looking at getting a new car and suggested he could sell his and use mine for a year while he saved up for a new car. He worked nights at the time and I worked days. He couldn't understand why I wasn't happy about the mileage being doubled on my car and me having no car available to me in the evenings and was further put out when I suggested he kept his current car whilst he saved for a newer one like I had done.

I went to a concert quite a few years back now. Not the most amazing seats but not awful. Floor seats about half way back (double the price of tiered seating). Got to them and there was a couple sitting there. I said they were my seats but they just shrugged and said theirs were upstairs and they couldn’t sit that high up and they wouldn’t move. Got a staff member who after much arguing said he couldn’t physically manhandle them so there was nothing he could do. I asked where I was meant to sit then? He said he’d find seats somewhere. He eventually came back and tried to direct us to the upper tiers (much cheaper seats). We said nope and plonked ourselves down in two random seats. He then said you can’t sit there those aren’t your seats. I said well apparently you can’t physically make me move so I will sit here until you move the people from my seats. (Yes I’m aware it’s not the peoples fault of the seats I took. But there wasn’t much else I could do at that point). He said he was going to get security to remove me from the seats (but apparently not the people in mine??). Anyway after much arguing (the people whose seats I was in turned up during this and they started threatening to sit in random seats as well) they found me and my friend’s seats very similar (and actually marginally better) to the ones we had. But they still never bothered to try and remove the couple in our seats which was absolutely baffling to me.

Had this in ikea once. Massive shortage of seats, and massive queues due to ikea doing up cafe and temporary kitchen. God knows why I’d stayed in 30 min queue for my food 🤷‍♀️🙄

so finally get my food, look for table, huge numbers of people sat in seats with no food, presumably with long waits for whoever was getting their stuff. I go up to a few tables and say I neeed to sit down to eat, and queues long, and I’d move if they’re food arrived (eg if whoever was getting it turned up with it). All refused.

so I didn’t ask at next table. I just sat in spare seat. The “reservers” said I couldn’t sit there they were already sitting there. I just completely ignored them. Refused to engage. Lots of panicked looks realising I wasn’t going to move and was ignoring them. But they didn’t get up to ask staff to move me 🤷‍♀️. They were still sat waiting for their food after I’d finished my leisurely eating and cuppa. I smiled sweetly and said “thanks for your company” as I left.