To ask for your 'worst party guests' stories?

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Inspired by a) the cheeky fucker thread, b) the fact that I'm currently planning a party and c) the 'friend invites all and sundry' thread, which reminded me of my story.

A few years back my friend turned up at my Christmas party with her mother - a mutton dressed as lamb 'young at heart' type who'd been out with us a few times before. I didn't mind - it wasn't like it was a dinner party or a formal occasion. However, she turned out to be both dairy and gluten intolerant, and got very snarky that there was nothing that she could eat. 'Isn't there even any salad?' she said with an incredulous look. It was a Christmas party, not a barbecue. When she left she said in her most 'helpful' tone, 'The next time you invite me over, do some salad'. I never fucking invited her in the first place!

Anyone else care to share?

People still have house parties?

Uh, yeah. What a strange comment!

Group of uni mates when we were in our early 30s
All lived in London, except for one couple who were staying with me for a weekend, so I offered to host dinner at mine and get everyone together. Everyone had about a month's notice

Got RSVPs from everyone except one couple, who ignored the original email and my chasing one. Fine, they don't want to come. No skin off my nose.

Everyone is due to arrive at 7:30pm, and DH and I had been cooking for several hours.

At 4pm, I got a call from a friend to say non-RSVPing couple had just texted her and said 'are you going to Spare's tonight? We are thinking of going'
To which she replied 'Err, I think you need to talk to spare about this'

I message them and ask if they are going to come. No reply.
Oh, and did I mention they are vegetarian?

Everyone arrives, we have drinks and serve the starter. Just as we are sitting down, the doorbell rings. They have arrived, absolutely arseholed... No explanation, no apology, no bottle of wine

We grab a couple of chairs and make space at the table, and DH wonder what the fuck we can serve them, given our meaty menu. They end up with some tinned soup as a starter, and I have to disappear back into the kitchen to make them a veggie main.

Over the course of the next hour, they spill red wine all over my carpet, the wife sets fire to her hair by leaning across the table and over a candle, and then sends the candle flying and gets wax everywhere.

The final straw was during the main course (beef) when the husband decides he isn't so vegetarian after all, and asks if he can try some... The wife then gets into a furious argument with him over it, and storms out of the house.

The husband then expected us to stop what we were doing and help him go and look for her.

Surprisingly, I have never seen them again since...

Friend who brought his new gf, nobody had met before, and then dumped her. She was distraught. She lived miles and miles away so couldn't get a taxi. She slept on our couch and then another friend drove her home.

Look how much mess & destruction they cause though. People behave terribly when drunk & wont pay to have your sofa cleaned if they vomit all over it.

An old colleague held a Christmas party every year, all welcome & free flowing booze. One year people behaved so badly she drew the drawbridge up & went on a cruise instead the next year.

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the thread is obviously about the worst cases. I assure you that I never had any mess or destruction during a house party, most people are very considerate and well behave even when very drunk.

Posters on this thread have experienced some unusually bad guests!

DD's Christening. It was customary amongst my NCT group to invite the others to the babies' christenings. I really disliked one woman in my group - she was a right snob and very outspoken, but I felt obliged.

She turned up with her doormat of a husband, precocious 10 year old daughter (who was every bit as mouthy as her mother) plus baby. They were the most demanding and least important guests there. She kept coming into the kitchen to ask for this and that, made rude comments about my house being small and kept asking when we were cutting the cake. The daughter led my friend's 5 year old astray to throw missiles out of the bedroom window onto guests in the garden below. I was livid. Friends and relatives kept asking afterwards who she was! Needless to say I don't know her anymore!

I remember as a student the end of a party. A random older guy turned up (gatecrashed) at about 4am. I fell asleep upstairs. Found out afterwards he had tidied up after us! All the glasses washed, rubbish in bin bags, floor clean, you name it!

I've remembered another one - not a 'disaster and destruction' story, but really inappropriate behaviour.

Close friend invited me and her sister down to stay for her birthday party (we live about 70 and 200 miles from her respectively). Sister wants to bring her boyfriend, which means three of us staying in a two-bed house my friend shared - tight, but doable.

Then boyfriend mentions it to his mate who says 'Oh, it would be great to see X - why don't I drive us all down there?' Boyfriend, it later transpires, is a bit of a limp lettuce and has always let this mate push him around, so he agrees. My friend tries to explain she doesn't have the room, but mate has the skin of a rhino and is insistent. My friend gives in for a quiet life. Big mistake.

Mate begins being rude to everyone and criticising everything before the party has even begun. He offers to drive friend to the supermarket, which seems like a nice gesture, but when we get there he complains she's buying the wrong booze, isn't getting enough food, makes digs at me about being vegetarian (because I don't back him up when he moans there isn't enough meat) and generally refuses to let either of us get a word in.

When people get there he dominates every conversation, talking over everyone and disagreeing with literally everything said by everyone, purely trying to get a reaction. The minute there was a lull in the conversation he starts with 'Why isn't anyone talking? I thought this was supposed to be a party? Why aren't people chatting?' Er, probably because they're massively uncomfortable?

Eventually people begin moving outside (probably not a coincidence that he was still inside) and everyone is chatting quite amiably. Then he appears and it's 'First you all sit there not talking and now you all move out here! It's supposed to be a party and there's no one even in there!' Unsurprisingly, this pretty much kills the conversation - so he starts again with 'Everyone's gone quiet AGAIN! I came out here because no one was talking in there; now no one' stalking out here! What kind of a party is this?!' One where people are allowed to pause for breath perhaps?!

Eventually friend's sister takes him to one side and calls him up on it. He throws a fit and announces he's leaving - but it doesn't end there. He decides that because he's miles from home, my friend should organise for him to stay with one of her friends! She not unreasonably pointed out that he'd just spent the entire night alienating them all. 'One of your other friends then' he says! Yeah, that would go down well - 'Sorry I didn't invite you to my party, but will you put my sister's nutty mate up for the night?'! Eventually he walked out, drove off (despite being hammered) and left my friend's sister and her boyfriend stranded. I think the boyfriend finally grew a spine and cut him out of his life after that!