My brother had sil are tight cfs (I could write a book on their stunts)
They spend,spend,spend on themselves but are tighter than ducks arses on everyone else-they are (or where) 40k+ in debt due to their spending habits and will try to get anyone to pay their way,no matter how small (she once tried to get me to give her £10 for babysitting-i was nipping to the corner shop for milk-i would have been 5 minutes)
My father is downright tight (someone once short changed him in a shop by 2p and he was still moaning years laterl
My mother is a millionaire narcissist who's always looking to get one over on someone else
If she can squeeze a penny out of you,she will
Anyway,bro and sil where using the top package with sky (I'm talking every single channel they did,plus wifi) and sky where doing some promotion where if you referred someone to sign up,they'd send you £50 worth of vouchers (m&s I think)
My mother signed up via them
The row that broke out over those vouchers! (I would have just split them-£25 each)
Both parties tried to claim them and it caused a family rift for a few years-we where expected to take sides and stick to it
No idea who ended up with them but was it really worth it over £25/50?
They also upgraded their mobile phones not long after they made up (I'm talking top of the range phones) and tried to sell them to my mother for £40 for both (which was a bargain-these phones where pricey and immaculate-they could have got a lot more if theyd sold them on ebay)
Another bloody row that went on for months as she wanted them for free (and the best laugh was that my parents are tech phobic and couldn't use them the way anyone else would have done,they couldnt even use them to text,she just wanted a freebie)
My mother never helped either of us financially and would charge us for anything (no matter how small) she did do for either of us so I do see their point but falling out twice over less than £100?!
Both as bad as each other (and 3 guesses who bro gets it from?)
Ill also never forget the day my mother handed my father a small plastic card and told him to hand it over when he paid for petrol-another moan for him everytime he needs to fill up
For years and years,he paid for his petrol and handed over the card (hes a very intelligent man but he can be thick as fuck and it didnt dawn on him to ask what it was for)
Until my uncle explained what the card was
It was a nectar card to collect points on it-hed been collecting points and paying for his own birthday and christmas presents for years (I think it was a joint card,linked to hers somehow)
He wasn't happy but neither was she that she'd been rumbled!