We met a mature student and his wife at the university my exH and I worked for. They used to often be in social gatherings of friends of us. We were all about the same age but we were the only couple beyond student times in professional employment so these CFs went back to their country When they finished their studies but asked us they could leave a “Couple of Boxes” with us for when they returned after the summer.
They showed up with more than 20 big boxes, which occupied the whole of our spare bedroom, the shed and part of our living room. I was furious but at that time I was not as assertive as I am now so I just shut up at the end of the day we always spent a good part of the summer abroad si it wasn’t as if we had to see the boxes for the whole of the summer holidays.
Came September and they announce they are not coming back for at least a year, didn’t even ask if we are ok to keep their shit for so long so I ask when they are going to remove the boxes. They said we could post them to them and they will pay us the costs when they receive the boxes.
We said no, so they asked if we could organise a removals company for them. We refused but another idiot in the group agreed to foot for them. When they got the quote, they asked for another three, as none fitted their expectations they arranged to use a student courier so they said the only thing we needed to do was to deliver the 20 boxes to an airport 3 hours away (no mention of getting a removal truck though)
We said we were not doing it and that they could find someone to collect the boxes by the end of September, a lot of people started coming to pick one or 2 boxes at a time but we were left with at least 5.
4 months later someone from the group called me because the CF had left their pet with them for the summer but they were no longer able to keep it as they were going home, they were told to contact me as I would find the rodent a home. Fortunately, someone from work wanted it so it was much easier to shift than the boxes.
2 years later they called us saying that they are coming back for their PHDs, could we please pay the deposit of the 4 bedroom house They found so they don’t have to do a bank transfer?
Obviously I said no, but being the coward I was back then, I told them we couldn’t lend them the money because it was all invested in ISAs so no hint taken.
They showed up in October and the woman calls me because they had an altercation with their landlord after CFs refused to pay the full rent... they demanded the discount because they had rented such big house as they brought with them two nieces to study for free in the UK and the state schools had refused to take them as they were no legal dependents and there was no justification for them to be in the country apart of having a free school year abroad, so as they were not using all the bedrooms anymore they wanted a discount. I sent her to a student welfare advisor as I totally refused to get involved in that.
And times goes by and the woman ask us to be first communion godparents of their kid. Jesus... the woman wanted to make a wedding out of the event and us godparents to sort it all. I had a 3 week old baby so I refused but I offered to do some thank you cards to hand out to guests as a memento of the day (customary in her country) She said ok and I spent a good time doing the design, printing them and putting stupid ribbons on them. I thought she was going to love them but instead was disgusted because they didn’t include the names of the godparents and... wait for it... our academic titles at work! She said we had only been asked to be godparents because she wanted the cards to say their kid’s godparents were academics in such university!
I left it at that, no more cards or titles, she will need to put up with those, or so I thought, she went and ordered some in a printshop that included the academic titles!
We decided to keep contact with them and the whole group altogether after that but thought it would be rude not to show up to the first communion... so we got to the ceremony and from there to the “reception”. We arrived to the place with the other guests but there was nothing indicating there was going to be a party there. She arrived 45 minutes later and started complaining the godparents had not helped at all so that’s why there was no preparation!
Thankfully, we were not surrounded by CFs only so everybody wondered why she expected us to throw a party in her behalf especially when I had such a tiny baby.
Some people...