What's the most pampered/indulged behaviour you've ever seen?

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When I used to have a proper job , one of my colleagues would phone her mom at the first spit of rain to go and fetch her washing in. This was about 8 miles from the office (so who knew what the weather was like at home?) abd a 4 mile round trip fir the mom and dad (mom didn't drive).

SIOB that the parents would do it!

She once called home and asked her to go and wash up a breakfast bowl as she had run out of time to do it.

The daughters of spoiled, materialistic women (or should I say "girls") might rebel, though . Or is it wishful thinking?

IME the person I know who does this is highly adept at getting people sucked in. It's nice to do things for people and so you do. And then very quickly you realise you have been co-opted as a do-er. It's not about getting an easy life, in my case. It's about not realising initially that I cannot ask for anything, and therefore I am subordinate to her. I have my ways of not being subordinate and there is no fuss as such, but there is quiet trouble. I am no use to her any more.

I do sleep in at least one of the days on the weekend both if possible
I often go back to bed when often
Dh did used to pour my wine but normally has hands full with baby

A 20 year old I work with had a hissy fit today because her mum had put pineapple rings in a tub for her morning snack instead of cubes. Proper tantrum and in a bad mood for the rest of the morning.

Eating - you brought up that you have had a breakdown, but, really, continuing this behaviour will not help you one little bit.

There is a world of a difference between the people you love caring for you, supporting you and recognising things get hard, and indulging you. This isn't a version of 'pull your socks up', it's a genuine suggestion that you gain some positive sense of achievement through doing things for yourself. When things are bad, it can't make it any better to know that people do so much for you, can it? People tend to cling on to the tiniest achievement when it's all falling apart, because that's better than nothing, but some of your posts sound very far away from that indeed.

Yes, everyone is different, but I have never met anyone who has been proud of their dependency post-breakdown and that, after all, was what you chose to post initially, that was what engaged you with this thread. You may very well be the exception but cory (think I have that right - it's a long thread) has some very wise words.

SIL married to my DB. Live next door to my DM and DF. Worked a five minute car drive away from home (on mat leave now). DB gave her a brand new car when they married. When pregnant, used to have my DM drop her at and pick her up from work, because she "doesn't like driving".

Same SIL, used to visit her parents for the weekend a 3.5 hour drive away. How did she get there? You got it: used to make them pick her up and drop them off.

Other SIL, DH's sister. Aged 25, offered to peel and chop an apple for DD, and asked me how to do this. Thought she was asking how small to make the pieces (DD just being weaned), so I said just small enough to pop in her mouth but not so small she could swallow without chewing. No, she was asking how to peel the apple. She had never peeled anything before.

Same SIL, aged 26, asked me how long to boil pasta for. I said "until it's cooked", having resisted the temptation to say "read the box in your hand". She asked how she would know when it's done, as she'd only ever boiled pasta twice in her life, and both times she had left it for about half an hour.

To be fair to this SIL, she is an extremely sweet and giving girl within her capabilities. I have a lot of time for her.

Girl I used to know, v pretty and perenially single ("why should I settle for anything less than the best, just because I'm 37"...). Met her and a mutual friend for dinner one night a few years ago, we were sat at 2 two-seater tables pushed together, with a banquette on one side and two chairs opposite. Mutual friend took one of the chairs, other one was so close to the next table that girl and I both had to sit on the banquette. Girl went in first ("I don't want to be knocked by the people at that table" - erm, and I do?), and then asked me to make room between me and her for....her handbag. "It's new and cost me two months's salary. I don't want to put it on the floor!". Spent the whole dinner brushing arses with the guy at the next door table.

Oddly, that was the last time I saw her.

toysrluv .. You are spot on. My dm is totally spoilt by df. When they come to visit, she steps out of the car, let's herself into my house (whole other story) and my df sets her slippers in front of her for her to step into.

Then she sits down and tells him to get her glasses / cardi from the car. She never thinks to bring them in for herself, or go out and get them.

She then proceeds to boss him around for the whole visit. I shudder to think what day to day life must be like for them living with that dynamic.

A word of warning to all those posters praising their DH for this behaviour, I really would exercise caution. It has NOT endeared me to my DM. It makes me lose all respect for her. Her behaviour sours every visit. And I have a very strong suspicion my dad does it out of guilt, not because he loves running around after her( and who the fuck would?!) but again, that is a whole other story.

Sorry to swear. This thread has left a bitter taste for me.

Don't expect your DDs to admire this and want it for themselves. My DSis and I are repulsed by it.

Oh another one is a couple in our village. Two school age children, she doesn't work but drives the 400 yards from her house to her best friends every morning to drink tea and smoke. He goes to work in a high profile job in London before coming home and making the dinner, helping the children with their homework, makes their packed lunches for the next day then does the ironing/washing/clean the bathroom. I wouldn't have believed it but HE told me, then told me it was no more than she deserved. More fool him.

I know one bloke who's mum did all his cooking , even though he is a chef!

My DH is a chef and very rarely cooks at home - coals to Newcastle and all that...

Actually without their help I would not have made it through this far.
I appreciate that it may seem counter productive but it isn't. It works for me and has meant that I can continue to work without having time off. Which has always been important to me, to contribute financially, and to not let this illness prevent me from being an ordinary productive member of society. Being at work, although hard, gives me order and purpose.

Quite honestly getting up every morning for work has, at times, taken every ounce of mental strength and has left me exhausted emotionally and physically. This is when I cannot go and get my shopping done, so my mum will do it. Sometimes I struggle so much to get my arse into gear to get to work I forget the most basic of things like lunch, this is when my dad will bring me a lunch when he takes the dog out for her lunch time stroll.
I have anxiety about new people and interactions, the hairdressers is a hotbed of anxiety as i am expected to chat to perfect strangers, hence why someone comes with me, im in too much of a state to drive myself. I'm actually going to city centre tomorrow for the first time in 3 years, I'm shitting myself but my DH will be there and will make sure I'm ok.

I am not proud of my dependence but I am so proud that my family have given me so much of their time and encouragement and help that I now feel able to go to town and get a dress.

I wish it was a quick fix, I really do, but the reality is its a long and slow road. They don't always just automatically do things for me, say shopping for example, mum will ask if I perhaps want to go for a coffee with her and just pick up a few bits and bobs, 50% of the time I won't be able to, but 50% of the time I will push myself to do it and end up getting a shop done or most of it.
They are "weaning" me off slowly which is good, I'd hate for them to pull the rug completely, I'd be lost.

When I say often, it's often to me. My dad hasn't bought me lunch since my last episode in may time, but he did it 4 out of 5 working days. My mum did a shop a few weeks ago for me but before that hadn't don't a full shop for a couple of months. My perception is that it's often because its more than is "normal" but in reality it's not a daily thing. And I don't make demands for it. They know when I'm not up to something but I'm not ashamed to ask for help.

And I do reciprocate when possible, doing dinner for everyone so mum can rest on a Sunday, dog sit, help with DIY, running them to airport etc. same with DH, I help with cleaning when I can, but he enjoys cleaning and uses it as a de-stressed. I run him baths when he comes home from work. I rub his smelly feet too, which is extra brownie points I'm sure!!

In real life people think I'm a spoiled and entitled brat, I don't wish to have to explain myself to everyone in real life how bad my problems are so I just laugh it off. But it's just not like that at all. I am trying very hard to get better and I have made huge progress.

Sorry for the essay there!

Also just read that back it's not meant to be a pity party at all it's just the fact. I'm aware people all over struggle with physical and my problems and often do so with no help. I am blessed I have a support network and I genuinely am grateful and appreciative.

DH often runs to the shop if I want something because he knows I'd be stressed about it, or have had a shitty day/week and wants to help as much as he can. I know he has to let me do things myself and one day I will get there, right now and for the last few years I have needed his support so much and he has given it to me unfalteringly (is that even a word?)

My MIL want all sorts of things fetching for her as well. ANd doing.
I have not quite perfected my blank look of serene indifference, but I'm getting there
I find that partially and extremely quietly pretending to not have understood, therefore doing the wrong thing, really foxes her.
So if I'm told to prepare some vegetables (which I do not mind ordinarily, but bear in mind she will have made a huge big deal of how she was going to do it and then got pissed and dumped it on me in the most predictable way) then I will pretend to have listened then do the wrong thing. It doesn't bother anyone else (they won't have noticed any of this going on) but it really bothers her.
ANd that is my goal

Sorry, there are several threads going on here, at least

NaiceHamIsNaice that is very clever

And fantastic username btw!

eating Yes it's me again
I really don't think you fit into the princess category, you have been ill and your family has rallied round. That is isn't being a spoilt brat sulking and demanding, and thinking they are above everyone.
It is a pity that you feel you have to justify yourself. It doesn't make recovery any easier. For my part in that I apologise. More ?

Must show this to DP once I have picked him up from work and got him breakfast (it is 9am here), he thinks that I am spoilt because he makes all of the cups of tea in our house, purely by choice I should add, I say "would you like a cup of tea?" obviously implying that I intend to make it, and rather than say "yes" he will get up and go make it.

In saying that I stayed up until 2am so that he could sleep before work (he starts at 3am), made his lunch, prepared both tea and coffee in time for it to cool before I woke him because I wasn't sure which he would prefer (I drank the one he rejected), drove him to work, then waited for his text to pick him up. I go out of my way to take care of him, he takes care of me too, but I would never think of it as spoiling each other it is just doing our part in the relationship. The only part of it I would consider to be him being spoilt was that I woke him up by slapping him around the face with my bare breasts, and that was just to celebrate his last night shift.

BeeMom My daughter is a member of Special Olympics, and one of the members of her gymnastics team is, without a doubt, the most indulged child I have met

Some of the most spoilt princesses I've encountered inhabit the equestrian world. Most of them have doting parents that spend vast sums on them and stay single because finding a man who can fund that is rare, and if they can, they are often the male version, the spoilt little emperor!

You also get some that would like to be spoilt princesses and have that knack of getting others to run around after them, driving their horsebox, exercising their horses for them, paying their show entry fees. Or ones that can't afford their own horses but think others are going to provide and livery, shoe and feed a horse for them. I've just got rid of one that was showing those tendencies...

One thing I wondered when I read this thread was: does no one ever ask these spoilt people why they are spoilt, or why they think they are entitled to stand with both arms the same length while others fuss round them?

Surely it isn't normal to see these things and not ask WTF is going on in their lives/minds.

Thank the Lord I don't know anyone so annoying

sinister really it's all water under the bridge, I wasn't clear enough ? Ooh don't mind if I do!

I'm glad I'm not princessy, I didn't think I was but the comment has been made to me before. Friends have sometimes commented that as a woman I should be cleaning and not DH - I certainly don't prescribe to that kind of thinking. But it sometimes makes you wonder if they are right if they keep going on about it!

My parents spoil us all rotten. We were always taken to school in the car we never had to walk. If it was raining my Dad would take me in the car to do my paperround. When living at home we would get breakfast in bed every week day. They would take us and collect us from nightclubs/parties. All our washing/ironing was done for us.

They make us Sunday lunch every week. Every week they get us all our favourite foods and deliver it to us. They pay for us to have a holiday every year. If my car needs repairing they will sort it out for me.

They babysit whenever we need them to. They deliver my newspaper daily.

My Mum and Dad are amazing and I am so lucky to have them.

Eating and Threesy perhaps not dominating the thread but kind of attention seeking. What you describe doesn't sound so much like you get exceptionally spoilt but that you think you do and make an awful lot out of it. We could all narrate similar instances but most people would be embarrassed to do so. Particularly the thing about mummy putting on the socks.

But credit to you both if you have children and work. The examples of princess types spoilt by their boyfriends and families are healthy women with no dcs who do not lift a finger so as to have such a thing as a job gained on their own merit.

The poster who said some men like these sort of women makes a good point. The danger though is that if a prettier or younger princess, or more talented princess appears on the scene with new, more interesting demands, the former princess risks looking ordinary in comparison and risks being dumped, unable to find a replacement and out in the world having to fend for herself. Theres an example of this going on in my social circle at the moment, and its not pretty to watch. The old princess is getting increasingly ratty and frantic as the man spends more time with the newer, more exotic princess, who can't make up her mind if she wants him or not yet.

eating I'm sorry for giving you a hard time earlier. People carrying for you when you are recovering is not spoilt behaviour. Its less spoilt than having a cup of tea in bed whilst dh goes to work certainly.

Oh I do ask, all the time, why MIL feels entitled.
I think the answer is: she has always known this
SHe is a youngest child
She chooses people around her who either do this or whom she can impress by having people do things for her (eg friends who will appreciate that her dh cooks for them)
She is naturally selfish
It's a heady mix
Sadly she didn't get to choose me, her son did, and he's not a twat, so...

Really wish that this had remained a light hearted thread about the entitled SOB's out there, I has taken a dark turn somewhere. So as my contribution:

My brother had a friend who would always bring his girlfriend to our house when he came around, she was expected to quietly entertain herself until he wanted something, for example if he desired a drink while sitting a meter from the fridge at most he would yell "THIRSTY!" and she would come running from wherever she was and get him a drink.

He only did it once with me in the house, I physically blocked the fridge, gave them both a good bollocking about how ridiculous they were being and refused to move until he apologised and got off his arse and poured them both drinks. Then completely ruined the effect be making him pour me one too because I had to get off the couch to yell at him, hypocrisy thy name is gruff .