Have you ever encountered anyone this cheeky?

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Inspired roughly by a couple of threads recently...
I used to have a friend (used to being the operative) who would come round to my house to smoke. Her reason being that she didn't want her house to smell like smoke and she didn't like smoking in the street as she thought it looked 'common' (her words)

The punchline being that I didn't smoke
That friendship ended when I saw the light and realised that she was using me! She was happy enough to make my house stink and I was too polite (at the time) to ask her not to as I thought I was being a welcoming host.

Has anyone encountered anyone with more brass neck than that?

I hold this thread fully responsible for an utterly unproductive day at work! IT boffins will have been sending panicked reports about my time spent on MN to my manager today and I cared not a jot

Oh, also found an amusing pie chart creator so will get right on that cocktail/leaving work assignment AaDB :)

or even a bloke...

There was the acquaintance who asked for money gifts from people who hadn't been invited to his wedding. I had a thread about it. That was fun

here

Hells that is hilarious. :o

I remember that thread.

Ooh, that was priceless! I wonder if anyone did turn up to the wedding uninvited and cause a scene?!

I saw one of our mutual friends the other day and meant to ask but forgot. I really, really hope so.

I remember that thread too Hells. I've no idea how anyone could be so cheeky.

balloon, she is indeed. It was the way she kicked me when I was down! But her DH is such a good friend I try and take it on the chin. She has done several similarly jaw-dropping things since.

I once shared a house with some friends who brought their washing up and an Australian guy with them to the new house. He had been sleeping on their sofa in their previous house so had apparently just got packed up and brought. He stayed about 6 months, then went away traveling, then came back and tried to move back in and in fact succeeded. He used to complain if we drew the curtains in the sitting room before midday and never paid a penny towards any bills. Eventually one of the other residents went on tour for 5 weeks and asked 'lodger' to rent his room off him. He agreed and took the room - but never paid and did a runner without even saying goodbye. I bumped into him on his way to the tube and thought he looked a bit shifty!

I also had a friend who was incredibly tight. Once she arrived for dinner at our house with a bottle of wine that I then saw her tuck behind some other stuff on the counter. When she was leaving, she whipped it out and said blithely, oh as we haven't drunk my wine I'll take it home with me . I hadn't seen her for years when we met at a wedding overseas. She told me it had cost them quite a lot to get there and she might well be asking to borrow some money off me but would 'see how they got on'. Honestly, it had been 15 years! I was disappointed in the end that she didn't give me the opportunity to tell her to eff off.

I think I am a cheek magnet, but worst ever case of cheek was when an ex friend railroaded me into giving her my DS's pram for her friend who didn't have much money. It was a lovely pram and had cost £600 brand new. I was planning on selling it but this friend went on and on. Gave it to her for her friend, she said her friend loved it etc etc.

About a month later I saw on a Facebook selling page that my 'friend' was advertising my pram for sale! I tackled her and she said that her friend didn't like it but I think there was no friend that needed a pram. I insisted on having it back, and my ex friend made a big fuss to mutual friends, saying how unreasonable I was, and how I'd given it to her to do what she liked with, and now thanks to me asking for it back (she couriered it back) she had no money for food. Cheeky cow.

Ooh, had a minor but definite cheek incident just this morning! I run a toddler group and we sometimes have local sellers come and set up a table so they can sell or advertise whatever it is they're doing. A few months ago, we had someone doing 'cast your child's fingerprints in silver'. A woman turned up about 30 minutes after the toddler group had started and when I asked her for entry money, she said 'oh no, I'm just popping in to get my kids' fingerprints cast'.

Mug that I am, I let her in. She stayed for the rest of the session, chatting and drinking tea, while her kids ran around playing. They left just before tidy up time

This morning, we had a different seller in and lo and behold, cheeky mum appears again. She tried to breeze past me, saying 'I'm here to help X, do I have to pay?' Very cross face when I told her that yes, she did, and held my hand out for the money

She obviously does this at every play group the hand print lady does. What a cheek.

I overheard a discussion between some children of 12 or 13 today who were talking about what pocket money they get. Quite a few said "I don't get pocket money, I just ask for money when I need it."

I do wonder how they are going to turn out as young adults, whether they will still think they can just ask people for money and be given it just like that. Surely pocket money is a good way to teach saving/budgeting/ thinking "do I really want to spend all my money on this." ??

Actually a friends daughter is going to grow up to be grabby and entitled, she starts every sentence with "I've got..." or "I'm getting..."
She was bought a really expensive toy once and when she came round with it to our house I asked her if it was her birthday or anything and she said "I wanted it so my mummy bought it for me" !!

A friend asked me to get something for her when we were all on holiday together, it was a specific thing and many of us were staying together (it's relevant) when I bought it back she asked me how much it cost and I said £10 she gave me £5 and stated that would be enough. Everyone just went but weirdly not one of us said anything, we all still bitch about it though

Galli - that reminds me of a kid I know. At Xmas someone asked him what he hoped Santa would be bring and he answered

Well I've ordered.....

I've got a couple...my first wedding, I had my sister as one of my bridesmaids. The night before the wedding the bridesmaids were going to sleep at my house so we could have a couple of drinks, and a nice night in. My sister disappears to shag some guy down the road. No idea where she went (and didn't know at the time that was what she was up to!). We were waiting for her until after midnight, and held off on going to get any drinks. We just kind of sat around bored and ended up having a VERY quiet evening in because she didn't roll in until after 1am. Got shitty when I said, "Well, thanks for gracing us with your presence!" we all pretty well went to sleep after that.

The next morning I got up and had first shower, DSis got up and made bacon and eggs for the other girls but not me, left my kitchen in a fucking mess (that I was greeted with after I got back from the honeymoon) and also wasted time and didn't get a shower in before heading over to my parents to finish getting ready. Dove into the shower first at mums, nearly ran out all the hot water. Managed to spill white wine on her bridesmaids dress, the blew up the hairdryer trying to dry it, so my mother couldn't dry her hair. Furious. To top it all off, she "misplaced" her shoes and spent a tense hour looking for them, blaming on of the other bridesmaids for hiding them , with me crying that she was trying to sabotage my wedding, and screaming at her that she could fucking go barefoot. I'm sure the photographer thought I was some kind of bridezilla...I was half an hour late. Also had a cats-arse face in all the wedding photos and was trying to con unpaid for drinks at the bar. In hindsight she could have been doing me a favour as then-H was a massive wanker, who I'm now happily divorced from.

Another example, same sister.

A couple of years back we were both single mothers. I was about to have a birthday gathering at my house. The day before, with me just about to head out, my sister turns up with her friend (single mother with 5 rowdy boys including a still breastfed baby), plus her 3 children (all under 5yo) and announced that they were going to mow my backyard for me (was quite a large yard). I tried to explain that I had plans for the day, and that it really wasn't necessary, but they wouldn't take no for an answer. So all of a sudden I find myself stuck looking after 11 children on a stinking hot day, and being barked orders at to fetch sister and friend drinks. My mother popped by and was like, "Have you offered them any drinks? They're being nice enough to mow your lawn!" Sorry, kinda busy wrangling 11 bloody kids!! Baby was screaming for a feed and I went out to tell sisters friend several times only to be glared at. Once they were done they said, "Well, now that we've done you a favour, you'll have to pay us back by minding the kids one night so we can go out!" Could I fuck!! Was made out to be ungrateful when I intimated that I didn't like being forced into favours by stealth. Cheeky fuckers!!!

Years ago i lived in a flat for six months with my then boyfriend and this couple he knew. This couple were friendly with another couple who i met. i think, once. She was a Trustafarian type living with a Biker bloke who was a bit scary and never spoke.

Over Christmas we all went back to our respective families and i went on holiday with mine. Met back up with BF and travelled over 200 miles back to this flat. The first thing we wanted to do on arrival was go to bed. On entering our bedroom we realised the Trustafarian woman was sleeping in our bed with her man. They'd obviously been living there for some time as she'd arranged her houseplants all around our room. The other couple had given them their keys because they had asked if they could have a place to stay for a few days. They'd clearly measured up our room with their friends and decided ours was nicer. The flat was a tip, bottles and overflowing ashtrays everywhere like they'd been having endless parties, bags of rotting rubbish in kitchen etc
There then followed a tense atmosphere whilst we waited for this other couple to arrive home. Trustafarian couple then tried to talk to them, apparently, about 'squatters rights' and convince them that they could stay and maybe we should go!!
Eventually Trustafarian couple admitted defeat and left.

Argh! These are so shocking.

I had a friend that I shared a stall with at an event. She stood in front of my stock so nobody could see it. My friend had one of her friends helping her man the stall and they would constantly bugger off to shop from the other stalls leaving me and dh to look after her stock and essentially be her unpaid staff. On the last day of the event dh went to buy from the local organic co-op (it was that sort of town) and friend and her friend asked if he'd get her a few bits. He ended up having to spend about £8 per head which we all worked out and they said they'd pay, but funnily enough never did. Wouldn't have minded quite so much but friend was wearing a fucking money belt full of cash from all the sales she'd made over the weekend.

SHe also tried to sell me a load of her old stock that was cluttering her ex pil's loft at a 'bargain' price. Later found out that she'd also tried offloading it on a mutual friend. She wouldn't wholesale any of the best seller type stuff to me, as that was just for her then I later discovered that she had sold it to the mutual friend (who told me it didn't sell anyway!).

This is just the tip of the iceberg with her piss taking ways, I could probably fill a book. A close friend of my dm once gave me a piece of Druid jewellery that belonged his dad, after I'd cleaned the other ones for him as I was a jewellery student at the time. She had the cheek to ask me to ask him if she could have one too. He'd never even met her.

Please, please there must be more!

I bought ds a horrible history book and ex mil threw a temper tantrum because he wouldn't let her borrow it. She was moaning for an hour and seemed oblivious to the fact that he was actually reading it! Ds was 5, she was 55.

bumping this, I can see a new Mumsnet book coming out of this

A friend - lets call her Mary - had a total shitfit culminating in calling me a bitch - because she took herself off to England for the day and would therefore be late for our cinema date that afternoon. There was a group of 4 of us and I was singled out for the vitriol. I should've guessed she would go out for the day and continually reminded her if the already prearranged time apparently!
I had nasty messages for days afterwards and when I asked the others in the group, Mary had been fine to them and had been chatting in Facebook etc.
she is now a 'distant' friend!
Had to do a social event with her last week and she was posting, with much joviality, on Facebook about having wine with'the girls' as if we were bestest buds.
Stung a bit, that did.

I have one, as a single mum about 6 years ago, I had cut back for a few weeks to pay a fortune in babysitting fees to go to a friend's birthday karaoke in London. I took the train and had a return ticket.

Afterwards, my friend and her partner, her sister and sister's partner saw me walking to the train station and said I should share their taxi. I said I had a train ticket already (obviously not outright wanting to state that I couldn't pay for a taxi). The karaoke place was in zone 1 and we lived in zone 6, so a taxi would be at least 50 quid. Anyway, they insisted I go with them, and off we went.

My friend and her partner were being dropped off on the way in zone 4, and the sister and her partner lived in my town, nearly a mile from me. We drop friend off, and because it was her birthday, the sister's bf says 'oh, don't worry, we'll cover your taxi as it's your bday'. Off she goes, happy as Larry and then I started feeling an anxious pit in my stomach as the ramifications were starting to hit me.

We are about 5 mins away, when we get a call from my friend - 'oh our babysitter needs to be dropped off'. Off we go back in the taxi to get the babysitter who lives close to us as well. So we're now adding another tenner at least. I had my back to the meter so couldn't be absolutely sure.

Cutting a long story short(er) the taxi ended up being 75, and when we get to their stop (before my place) the boyfriend shoves 40 at me and cheerfully says goodnight. I was absolutely floored and too cowardly to say anything. The sister did look a bit shamefaced.

I had to get the taxi driver to drive to the nearest cash point which was luckily about 300m away, draw out 40 quid as I felt I had to give a tip, and walk another mile home.

I never told my friend, but I could never look at her sister in the same light again, and they broke up shortly afterwards. That evening ended up costing me 110 quid in train ticket, taxi, 1 drink plus babysitting. (And I sang like shit :))