Tell me your stories of entitlement part 2

[Mumof2amazingasdkiddos]

I really enjoyed the last thread and actually RTFT which is unusual for me. I've been lucky to never come across a CF so far but given how quickly the last thread filled up they really do walk amongst us!

Please feel free to share more stories for my entertainment, spelling and grammar mistakes are welcome!!

Oh my they really do walk amongst us or going by this thread so far house share with us! Thank you to everyone for posting so far given I was clear my intention was to be entertained (does that make me the CF 🤔😂) please keep them coming!

I work at a mcdonalds-a multi billion dollar business

We sell little trinkets,toys,bubbles etc on the counter to raise money for the charity we run for small kids in hospital (or rather so.parents can stay close to their sick kids-very worthy cause)

Anyway,tonight the main boss tells me it's my turn

'My turn for what?'

It spend my own money (at least £70) on these trinkets,toys and bubbles for them to sell

They are a multi million dollar/pound company,I'm on min wage and they expect me to pay for their charity!

The boss who owns our franchise is worth 25 million and I'm struggling to pay bills-they can get to fuck cos I'm not buying fuck all for them!

Blatantly reposting as there seem to be two second threads going on and this one seems to have more uptake 😃

My CF moment was several years ago when my kids were small.
My oldest had a friend in his class at primary that he got on really well with. They had subsequently moved to a different school at KS2 point.
Hadn't seen child or mother for about a year when I get a message out of the blue from the mother asking if I'd pick her child up from after school club (at the other school) and have him at ours for dinner and a play date as she was on a training course.
I decided to agree as my son really liked this boy and was very excited for play date. Both boys are ASD so it was rare that he gelled with others.
Get to the school, the teacher obviously didn't know us so refused to hand over child (even though he was expecting us to pick him up) i was totally fine with this as appreciate they have to ensure safeguarding. Went to school office who called mum to confirm ok for us to collect. All was confirmed.
Took child home, dinner, play etc..
Agreement was for her to collect at 6.30pm
6.30pm came and went, couldn't get hold of mum on the phone. Had no other numbers for her/husband. Child was getting anxious as mum not arrived.
Kept trying to call for the next 2 hours.
My youngest was getting fractious and really needed to be put to bed, visiting child even more anxious and my oldest also now had enough and tired.
On verge of calling SS when I get a call from the dad. So sorry, wife just got home, got caught in terrible traffic and mobile had died.
Fair enough, these things happen but he then says "as it's late you might as well keep child for a sleepover"
I replied "absolutely NOT! You will come right now and collect your child this instance!"
He was most confused, but did come and collect his child.
The mum never called/messaged to thank me for looking after her child and no apology for the delay.
Most bizarre. I always insisted on having an emergency contact when looking after others kids from then on. People thought I was batshit until I told them this tale. Never going to have that happen again.

A massive thank you to everyone who has stood up to a CF. You're doing an unacknowledged public service 👏

Someone who'd been a good friend in the past, and I to her, but was clearly moving on. She started asking favours, me driving her to airports at times which were really inconvenient. Being a fool, I put myself out a great deal even though she was making less and less time for a cuppa in between.

Finally the end came when I hadn't seen her for six months, she asked me to drive her to the airport, and on the way back she got really angry at me for getting lost and then asked to borrow no less than fifty thousand pounds .....

Oh I didn't realise someone else had also started a thread but happy for anyone and everyone to post on both as I'm really enjoying the entertainment of my jaw dropping on the floor!
Just keep him for a sleepover over....can I borrow £50k....beautiful (cheeky) foxes....housemates who are gross..... I can't get enough 😂

BiL was living abroad and asked to stay at ours for a few days. No problem (in theory)…

Day 1 - after saying he’d take us for dinner to say thanks, he goes awol and arrives at 1am, half-cut and noisily rampages through our wine / whiskey stocks (I’d gone to bed)
Day 2 - he goes out to work and catch up with friends - no problem other than two of them end up sleeping on our sofa and the front door was left unlocked. I actually woke up the house by screaming at two unknown men on the sofa. He brushes this off as ‘you have space, and I thought it would be cool’
Day 4 - he invites MiL and FiL for dinner (90min train away) then swans off to meet his friends, leaving us with the bill and them with us (who we see frequently anyway)
Day 5 - going home day. He has a flight back to X at 6am, so booked a pick up at 3:30am. His game plan is to go out all day and night. He arrives back at ours at 1:30am, and says he’s going to sleep for a couple hours. I say we can stay up with you - give you coffee etc. He says no way, I know what I’m doing… Anyway, I wake up at 4:30am to an increasingly obnoxious alarm that he’s sleeping through, having missed the taxi and at this time missed the flight. He says ‘can you drive me to the airport, I have to get back to his wife’s dad’s 80th’. Tried to ask DH for money for his replacement flight and lied to his wife about cancelled/delayed flight. Wondered why he wasn’t really welcomed back again…

@AbzMoz what happened on day 3...??

IIRC he was nursing a hangover and only surfaced for a takeaway (paid for by me). We never got our thank you dinner or even a top up of our cellar!

Went on a date with a guy when I was maybe 19/20. Turns out while he seemed nice enough he was unemployed with no plans to study or work and was a bit of a waster so no more dates, maybe the odd text over the the next year, then I got a missed call and several texts asking me to come and help his sister move house as she needed someone who had a car to help. I said I was working so couldn't and he responded that I should pull a sickie, I asked what they were offering to pay me since I would be loosing a day's wages (had absolutely no intention of helping but was curious) he was very put out but generously offered me "maybe" £5 for petrol if I helped the whole day.

I didn't reply and got a message a few months later asking if I wanted a shag.

I used to do BorrowMyDoggy but stopped because (and this may well just be my area) it was just a load of CFs wanting free dog boarding. One woman messaged asking if I could have her dog for TEN NIGHTS - she'd never met me nor had I met her dog!

Another wanted me to pick up her dog from the other side of town, look after it all day and then drop it back when she got home from work. I did pick him up once and the lunch he came with was a solid frozen chicken thigh. I didn't hear from her for months, and then I got a text from a random person to whom she'd given my number asking if I'd look after her dog too as she has a chronic illness. I nearly responded "is your chronic illness CFery? It seems to be catching..."

Saw a squirrel eating the plums today- will try to get a picture. I actually do not mind. I did mind when the squirrel tried to nest in the chimney though.

Work CF stories:
A lovely colleague was leaving after 10 years and gave our head department her gift for the team to share. I met her outside of work and she asked me whether HOD had shared them out, and as I wasn't even in when she gave them to him, I said no, didn't know anything about them. She asked me to remind him next time I was at work.
So I did this and HOD just mumbles.something about getting them out for a special occasion l. Anyway, they never turned up because CF HOD had actually kept them for himself!

Same CF had a meeting with visitors and as no biscuits were provided with the teas and coffees, he took a pack from another department's office.

Other small but annoying CFery - IT equipment being taken and not replaced because the same thing must have happened I the room they were using.

Years ago,the big big boss would buy us some christmas treats
Couple of hundred quid worth of Thorntons chocs and toffees
We where really good at taking a few and leaving the rest for others and it worked out fine,whoever wanted one,got one and if you didn't want one,there was more for whoever did want one
One christmas,I saw tosser big boss hauling cardboard boxes to his car,I didn't think anything of it until a nasty rumour started that he'd taken our treats
He had,he'd shoved the boxes into work boxes and taken the whole lot home with him
We got our treats back in the end but covid happened and the parties and treats stopped
He 'didn't think we'd mind' apparently
We did mind and a lot of people where very vocal about it

Daughters good friend asked her if she would like to join her on a ski trip. I said that yes, I thought it would be a lovely experience for her as it is an activity way out of our financial range as a family . So needed to speak to her parents …
The conversation was had and I was told that the cost would be for her ski pass, ski/boot hire and some spending money. I asked how much and he (dad) said £50 should be sufficient as the hotel room was already paid for and as they were driving (Dad , DD’s friend - his daughter .. then that was the only additional cost… ) so I agreed. Dad was super happy as wife didn’t want to go and his DD would be much easier to amuse with a friend. I clarified that the cost would be about £200… all good.

They went. DD had a great time with her friend. Something I could never of afforded and she still talks about . The girls were 10. The family she went with were v wealthy. 2 good incomes , a big house - lots of ‘boys toys - think a sports car for him on top of his landrover.. a couple of sail boats .. you get the idea . Not short of a bob or two. Whereas they knew I was a single parent middling civil servant .. income about £28k with 3 kids and a ex husband who had skipped off abroad to avoid maintenance…

Anyway .. 2 days after they returned I received an invoice .. it included (can’t remember it all now but here are the highlights)
1/3 of petrol costs from Midlands to French Alps
1/3 of family room for 7 nights.
1/3 of meals out. (One meal was £110 - how the fuck can 2 x 10 year olds cost that ?) But bill was attached unitemised so his expensive wine habit not visable)
1/3 of ‘Spa pass’ for 7 days ..
1/3 of ‘miscellaneous incidentals’

plus the agreed ski pass and ski/boot hire..

total £670… so basically subsidising his ski holiday… and providing ‘amusement’ for his daughter so he didn’t have to do it…

I sent the invoice to his wife who I knew quite well.. along with all the conversations about what I could afford… her reply was .. ‘tell him to get to fuck.. the reason I didn’t go was because I was seeing a lawyer about divorcing him due to his financial abuse ‘.. turns out he would ‘invoice’ his own wife for half of everything he ever spent on their child. I simply replied … very funny.. and he said - no not a joke - I took your child skiing - it’s not cheap ! My only response was , ‘as agreed - ski pass and boot hire money transferred to you. This is an abhorrent way to behave … silence ..

they divorced soon after but

14 years later - dd and friend are still close and mum is happily remarried..

Oh, I'm pleased to read that there was a happy ending on the mum's part, and that his CFery didn't have a negative impact on your dd's friendship with their dd.

Jesus Christ that’s absolutely disgusting

Just staggered. We have a small place in the alps and have taken several of the kids’ friends. They pay for ski hire, ski pass and spends. I cover all meals (mainly me cooking /sandwiches, but perhaps a pizza or 2. I certainly don’t ask for petrol or any other contribution. What an arse.

One of my neighbours instead of using her wheelie bin ( or when it gets full) uses the litter waste bin on the green in front of my house.

this gets full quickly, and on breezy days I’m constantly having to remove waste which has landed on my garden. I’ve never caught her in the act but today I’ve picked up a postal bag with her address on it. How dumb can you get.

A friend of mine currently rents a flat, has recently put in an offer on a house, but she's decided it needs too much work for her to be ready to move in for a few months. When asked how she's going to afford both rent and mortgage she looked genuinely surprised. Turns out she thought she'd be living rent free just because she can't afford it and has thrown an enormous tantrum that the andlord won't wave the rent for 6 months, and actually used the words "it's not fair to stop me having something of my own."

I've shared this before I think. So, I lost my mum in 2019. We had a very difficult relationship due to her addiction and the circumstances in her death were quite traumatic. Then her life insurance didn't pay out and she didn't have a funeral plan. I had to go through the shame of crowd funding her funeral (although my friends had suggested it) and my friends and family raised the cost for a basic funeral in less than two days. Which was amazing.

My mum didn't own her home, nor did she have much money, so while clearing out her place (which she'd recently decorated on a budget and furnished) I began listing her belongings on Facebook Marketplace, to raise money for her ashes to be interred back where she was born, as per her wishes.

CF messaged me on the Friday, wanting to buy her desktop printer. Fine. However, it was my mum's funeral on that day, so I didn't read it or reply obviously.

He keeps on sending more messages through the day to get me to reply, he's not to know I'm at my mum's funeral, but I ignored him.

I reply on Saturday, it's £15 for a new £45 Epson printer. He agrees he wants it and we arrange for him to collect from my mum's same day, as I'm there with my friend, doing more sorting and cleaning.

He texts to say he's on his way and adds "£10, okay?" Um, no. Not okay. It's £15. He arrives and I tell him it's £15. He starts pulling a face, I'm like, "As you can see, this is a sheltered accommodation, not my house. I've lost my mum and I'm raising money to bury her. So it's £15. The software is all there unopened, it's good as new!"

He huffs and puffs, he then pulled out a wad of about £300 of £20 notes and very reluctantly pays up.

He then asks what other things I am selling, so I show him around. He says he likes a beautiful side table and asks how much. I say £20. He replies, "But can I have it for free?" I repeat that sadly not, I'm raising money to bury my mum, remember?

He then starts literally poking around all of my mum's belongings like he's at a boot sale and asks, "So what is here that I can take for free then?"

I'm normally very outspoken and defend myself and others with confidence. I should have said, "Absolutely nothing you vulture, piss off!", but I didn't say that, as I was too numb, exhausted and not firing on all cylinders so I apologised that nothing was for free. He took his printer and fucked off.

It was only afterwards that his entitlement and rudeness actually clicked and I was so angry with myself for not telling him to fuck off and sending him packing empty handed.
In hindsight I was utterly numb and just in practical mode, I wasn't "me" at all. I ended up having a mental breakdown six months later. I still get angry when I think of that prick!

@FairFuming the best I've read so far 😂. How could you resist such a romantic invitation?

Repost from previous thread. Not as extreme as some others, but it was slightly irritating.

At a laid back, but reasonably busy festival event in a big tent, two young women and a lad arrive a few minutes before the start and then sit down very near the front. Both the girls are wearing eye-catching hats/headwear which would have distracted the people behind. Later on, at least one of them then stands in an area near the stage on her own and is unchallenged.

My SIL takes CFery to the extreme.
My DH is very good at DIY and can do most things. SIL and her very lazy DH moved to a house that needed lots doing. My DH (SILs brother) helped them put in a new kitchen, bathroom, various repairs, including a roof, decorating, tiling. There was no little gift to say thanks and one day when he was helping, they went to the chippy for lunch and he had to pay for his own.
6 months later SIL and family were going camping for a weekend and they invited our son to go with them. She gave me a list of food he had to bring with him and while they were there, they went for a pub meal and she took our son's pocket money to pay for his meal.

Not major cheeky fuckery compared to some of these, and this would be outing if she read it- dh & i were travelling years ago, much younger but still adults, married. We met up with sil who was on a long trip. She couldn’t carry all her own stuff? I had to heft more of ours so dh could carry a whole big extra bag for her. She is much fitter than me too. Lots of little cheeky fuckery- i couldnt sleep as she turned the airconditioning down too cold, she wore totally unsuitable clothes for travel in Morocco and then complained men looked at her, got in a snit when I pointed out I was wearing long pants and shirts not sleeveless dresses to mid thigh etc. Then her iCloud back up was slow for photos so she used our iPad backup. She used up all the space. So we couldn’t back up our photos. I said we will need to delete yours. She was ‘but then my photos won’t be backed up’ I was gobsmacked- someone’s photos were clearly not going to be backed up and it bloody well wasn’t going to be us when it was my iPad!! I told dh this was a hill I would die on and we gave her till that night then we deleted all her photos and backed up ours. She was shitty. Tough luck. I also told dh over my dead body were we ever travelling together again and I’ve stuck to that.
lots of other sil stories…