Cheeky requests that make you want to scream

[MeMySonAndl]

What is wrong with people?

This morning, a friend I have not seen in almost 2 years called me. I didn't see the call until lunch time, rang her back and send her a text but didn't reply.

She has just texted back saying that she needed me to give her a lift to the mechanic (WTF?)

Had another one this week, when I had to tell "no" to another mum 14 times as I couldn't have her kid around and take them to an activity because I was working.

She took offence that I couldn't understand that she couldn't take him herself because she was working. Why on earth does she think that I should take time off and earn less money to entertain her kid???

I think it is time to text her "You have now sent 14 texts suggesting ways I can change my life to look after your ds. Please stop.". Instruct your ds to say to her ds: "You had to drop the activity because of YOUR parents. Mine are not responsible for you.".

The post that initiated this thread explains how I said "no" 14 times, and the mum just keep
Of course. By saying 'no' 14 times you've kept engaging and you've kept the door open for her to keep putting her foot in there. Say 'no' twice and ignore the rest of the texts/block the number.
(This does not excuse the mum, she is unbelievably pushy.)

I didn't want to offend her, but some way now she got offended anyway and so I was.

Personally, I'm quite disappointed with myself, I should have believed my own perceptions of feeling used, rather than thinking she was a nice person.

Hey MemysonandI, never fails to amaze me how cheeky people can be but to amuse you how about this-

I am a self employed professional photographer and I've just grown weary of the amount of times we get asked/invited out anywhere and the disappointment on hosts face when I don't have my camera to hand. Last week at a children's party and in front of my ds a mother greeted me with "oh, no camera - I know it might sound cheeky but I wouldn't have invited your DS if I'd known you weren't bringing it!" My face must've been a picture- because she stuttered and did a 180 and was very apologetic later in private- by then we'd prepared to leave early. I get acquaintances asking me to weddings- invited under the guise of an day/night guest then I've been informed the week before that they haven't got a photographer booked and can I do it. (For free of course) One time I recall I had the mother of the bride in tears on the phone and then got called a heartless cow when I gave a colleagues number ( who I found out was free)

The friendships I've ended over it- it's pretty staggering. One persistent offended was invited to my BBQ and I asked her husband to go on the roof and fix the muckings and the lose fascias, you've never seen someone looked so stunned 😁

Needless to say they took gr at offence and couldn't find the similarities.

Of course, because taking photos is just like a hobby but sorting a roof? How bad of you! [sarcastic emoticon].

My husband was once asked to fix next doors roof. Ok he is quite handy but... He is a office worker for gods sake so it isn't his area of expertise, we had just had a baby and we don't own a scaffold. Also our house is a crap shack so all his "free" time is sorting that out. To their credit, they did accept my NOOOOoooooo.

Same husband also really annoyed a family member when he wouldn't take photos of there wedding. Not a photographer either.

and in front of my ds a mother greeted me with "oh, no camera - I know it might sound cheeky but I wouldn't have invited your DS if I'd known you weren't bringing it!"

I know MrsGuy- vile and it happens at least weekly I'm considered a hardarse round these parts.

Jesus some of the posts I've read here!

Mine is mild in comparison - someone wanted to send her DD round to keep my DD company whilst she was at work.

Sounds OK ish. Apart from I have another 3 DC and was going to work myself on the days she suggested. I leave my eldest in charge as DH is in but sleeping after a night shift. I didn't want to add another child to the mix but she wouldn't take no for an answer.

I was trying to compose a tactful message when I realised she was making a massive fuss on the school fb page about organising her DD's birthday party. To which my DD was obviously not invited.

Next time she messaged me about it I just replied NO. She didn't ask again :)

That reminds me- my aunt is a nursery nurse. At one of my parties a fri3nd of mine came with her toddler twins and said to my aunt " they are quite uncomplicated, nappies are in the bag and they eat anything". That's nice said my aunt, I'm not supervising though, I'm here for the party! Friend was mightily pissed off when she met my aunt in the garden sipping Pimms. She was actually grumpy she had to look after her own kids.

Years ago i lived in a flat, where you could see into a neighbours flat on the same floor. EhP was doing his ironing one day. He left for work the next day and (single male) neighbour said "i saw you doing your ironing, can i bring mine round?". Answer was obviously "no". (Neighbour was not joking!!)

If you are a photographer/ doctor/ designer/ baker and people want your professional services for free, I find the following response works a treat: "I love this skills exchange thing. Much better than paying through the nose. You can do my tax return/ clean my house/ taxi me around in return".

Yes pax, "maybe you can bring your big camera" to the bbq/child's birthday party and take some "nice" pictures of my
dc/people as they enter the party.

Sure, here are my bank details, deposit secures your date

My mum lives in France and DH and I went for Xmas one year. Flights were expensive so we thought we'd drive. Big mistake.

My mum has been known to arrange for me to do things for herself and other people without asking me. She pulled out all the stops for us driving. It was a 16 hour journey, and we had presents and a small suitcase. Our stuff filled the boot of our modest car. I was gonna take a pillow and duvet so that whoever wasn't driving could lie in the back (this was pre-children).

The day before we were set to travel, my grandparents popped round with loads of shopping bags full of random stuff like Daz, digestives, fairy liquid etc. Turns out mum had done an Asda online shop, sent it to my grandparents and asked them to stick it in our car (she doesn't like French brands ).

That same day a delivery turned up at our door of a huge parcel force box. I recognised the sender as being a daughter of my mum's friends. I rang mum and she had said to her friends' daughter that it would be fine for her to send presents for her mum and dad to my house, and I'd bring them to France.

Not only was the back seat covered in mum's crap (so no catching a comfy nap), there was so much extra stuff I had to push my seat forward in the passenger seat so my knees touched the dashboard. For 16 bastarding hours.

When we arrived, tired and bored from the drive, mum and stepdad didn't so much as say hello. They opened the boot, and rummaged through the bags to make sure they got everything they ordered

On the way back, we thought "atleast we won't have to take loads of shit with us". Oh how wrong we were!!

Morning of setting off, mum announced that she wanted us to take a few bits back for my grandparents. This included about 5 boxes of stuff like dinner sets (of which they already have about a million) and a fucking privacy partition. We had a Kia fucking Picanto! After much to-ing and fro-ing they managed to get it in but it meant it came across the passenger headrest and i had to spend the 16 hour journey back with my head pushed against the window of the door Mum also gave me an address about 2 minutes before setting off, she wanted me to deliver the yellow box to her friend in Congleton, who was "on the way back to ours". This arsing about meant we nearly missed our ferry, we literally had 30 seconds to spare!

After getting back to UK and popping the Congleton address I the sat Nav, it was a 30 mile detour each way. We didn't go, I phoned mum and said that if her friend wants the box she either comes to get it or pays for postage and I'll send it when I have time. mum was most put out that I didn't do this "small errand" and was mortified that I'd showed myself not to be the lovely girl she tells people I am

We've never driven since, and never will again. I'd never let her take the piss like that again either

Also I used to go out with a joiner and stopped taking him to family get togethers as it was mortifying hearing "ooh Gareth I know what I want you to look at, I have door handles that need putting on"

A previous employer asked me to to do a whole new load of additional tasks, once he finished the instructions, I asked him how did he want to be invoiced for the work. He said "Oh yes, just send the invoice and I will be making payments as and when I can, is that ok?"

Sure, I said, as long as you are happy with me showing up for work as and when I want? (needless to say I handed notice within the week and before I worked a single additional hour for him).

He may have a small business, but I also have to pay my bills.

OVienna ... it's weird how that happens ... why do people assume that a one-off favour means you are happy to do it in perpetuity? As though you should be greatful for the opportunity to help them out. I find this sort are very fond of the 'it takes a village' quote whilst remaining oblivious to the fact that they never contribute themselves.

grateful

Some of these are staggering.

Something happened but it was so ludicrous that I couldn't even get mad at the person. We have a business making wood products in our home country. One day my husband and I went out for lunch at a cafe and got talking to the owner and we ended up talking briefly, among other things, about our work. He asked us for our business card which I was happy to oblige.

2 days later we got a phone call from an elderly Belgian man who said he knew the cafe owner and wanted to come in for a meeting so we said he could come by the office. When he arrived he started telling us about all his life problems and his family and this went on and on. My husband just asked him why he had come to see us as we were perfect strangers.

He said he needed us to sponsor him for a work permit as he had spent all his money and now does not meet the financial requirement for his visa to stay in the country as a pensioner. This would involve paying him more than 5 times what we pay an average local employee as that is the minimum salary for a foreigner to qualify for work permit based on their special skills/expertise which a local employee would not be able to offer. Totally bemused, I asked him what would be in it for us - he said his son who lives in Belgium (5,00 miles away) was a carpenter's apprentice after he finished school, but now works for a car dealership. If we hired him we would be able to 'phone' his son to ask for advice on woodworking. My husband and I were just staring at him open mouthed, not knowing what to say. He then got up and said 'Is it a yes or a no?'. We just shook our heads. He then said 'you don't ask, you don't get', then stood up said bye very pleasantly and walked out. Safe to say we have never gone back to his friend's cafe.

I've recently had an op on my leg. A couple of days ago the doorbell went. My four year old looked out of the window and I heard someone saying "Get your mum!". I hobble to the door slowly on crutches and find a man I suspect of being homeless with two bags of Sainsbury's shopping that in pretty sure someone else paid for before they discovered it had vanished.

"I need this fish cooked!" stated the gent in an authoritative manner. "Well I can't help you!" I replied. "I've a couple of ready meals too" he said in a more conciliatory tone, so prepared to scale down his request.

I just shut the door. He yelled "If you ate more healthy you wouldn't need those crutches!" at the closed door. My four year old said "Shall we invite the man in?". Um... no.

What MumsKnitter

A homeless man stole someone's shopping and then randomly knocked on your door and TOLD you to cook it?

The mind is boggled

I used to work in the City of London and there''d be a lot of after work do''s, and when they finished I'd get a taxi to Waterloo. The first time a male colleague who also travelled from Waterloo asked if he could share. Got to our station, while I paid he bolted for the train. This happened a couple of occasions, and my suggestion finally that he might pay half was met with "I've two kids, you're single and have more money than me."

Needless to say come the next do he got his own cab.

Saffy! - Did you murder your BIL's gf for that? Are you posting from prison right now ;) I know I would if it was me!

I went to a wedding, sat down, when they were getting organised they pointed to a chair in the front and said the photographer can sit there, who is it, and the bride turned to point at me and the groom handed me a camera I'd never used before. I never dared ask how I did.