To ask for your best examples of brass-neckedness to entertain us all on this dull day?

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I've got one from decades ago.

My older brother was about 18 and going out with a girl of about 16.

It was pretty short lived as she seemed to be a bit spoiled etc. and they were only teens after all.

My brother was the one who ended it but girl seemed to think Mum was behind it.

Mum wasn't but she had asked to girl to help bring in washing during the rain when she stayed over at our house one weekend as mum was in the middle of something when rain started.

This was apparently a criminal act to ask someone for a bit of help so girlfriend moaned to brother (who I think had got rather exasperated by her anyway by this point) and he ended it.

Apparently this did not go down well.

Next thing, her little sister phoned my Mum and castigated her for being the cause of all this! Little sister would have been about 14 and mum would have been about 45!

That didn't go down well either.

When we were about 19 three of us went on a girls holiday. One of my mates is a total shambles, the kind of person who leads you to wonder how they manage to get out of bed.
She hadn't bothered to get travel insurance and thought that she could share mine (good luck with that). She didn't bring any toiletries, sun cream, nothing. She got badly burned and massively sulked because she's not white and therefore she didn't know she could get burned ("no one told me"attitude). She used my entire bottle of expensive face cream as after sun without even asking.
I still know her but I do NOTHING for her now, NOTHING! She's not malicious, just oblivious to other peoples needs. She'd always want people to drop everything at the last minute for her. Very difficult to say no to because she will no accept no. Seriously you could say "no I can't come as I'm abroad" and she'd say "oh no. Really? Are you sure? You could change the flight time!" No joke. I employ the don't apologise don't explain mentality.

I had a friend once, who was a real user.

She was always talking me into giving her lifts round to her boyfriends flat (which was 11 miles away) numerous times a week, and never offered me any petrol money. When I told her I was getting fed up, she got all shirty and tried to make out that I did it because I liked going round there, and sitting around in the lounge, while she shagged him in the bedroom, and that somehow she was doing me a favour.

One day, I had spent hours cleaning my car inside & out. She knew this, and yet when she got in, she trod a load of muddy leaves into the carpet. When I pointed it out to her, she said "nothing to do with me mate" (she was the only person to sit there since I'd cleaned it). She didn't offer to clean up after herself.

Then another time we were down the pub. She was unemployed, I worked full time. She enjoyed a drink, but had run out of money on this occasion, so she asked me if she could borrow some. I told her that I had run out, and she said "how much have you got in your bank account?" It was close to payday, and I was running low anyway, so I said "not much". To this, she said, "let's go to the cashpoint and find out". So, stupidly, off I walked to the bank with her (which was about 5mins walk), and when she saw the balance! she said "that'll be enough" and I ended up withdrawing money and lending it to her.
We got back to the pub, she immediately bought a round of drinks for everyone - EXCEPT ME! When I said something to her about it, she said "I didn't think you wanted one" (I had about 2cm of drink left in my existing glass!).

One day, I asked her for all the money back that I had lent to her over the course of the friendship, and she said "what's the point in you having money if you're not going to share it"

One day, I just woke up and realised that I was being taken for a complete mug! and left her at her boyfriends to find her own bloody way back home.

I never did get any of my money back.

What a dreadful person bullinthesea. This thread is fab and makes me determined never to be railroaded by these people.

The same friend used to phone me up regularly and give me bollockings for my apparent flaws.

Once, she was mid flow with one of her rantings, and I put her on speakerphone, so my family could hear. They were all like .

So glad to get shot of that friend.

I've got a couple to hare after reading a lot of these with this look on my face!!

First one happened on a flight to India a few years back. Friend and I checked in and, because of industrial action happening around the time of our flight, BA had suspended seat booking facilities. We found we have not only been seated apart, we weren't even in the same part of the plane. Asked at checking to be moved so we were together - told to ask at boarding gate. Did so and told to ask senior cabin crew member as we boarded, so we did. He said he'd see what he could do but, in the meantime if I went to my allocated seat, and my friend to hers, he'd know where to find us.

While waiting 2 men with a young child board the plane and realise they have the seat next to me and 2 the other side of the aisle. One of them turns to the other and states not to worry their luck was in as ''the woman in that seat can look after the brat during the flight, while we relax and recharge our batteries!" WTAF!!

Shortly after this, as they're settling into their seats, the cabin steward appeared with a young guy in tow and explained the guy had been behind us at the boarding gate and had heard us asking if they could seat us together. When he reached his seat he realised he was sat next to my friend so spoke to the cabin steward and offered to swap seats with me so my friend and I were together. As I collected our things together the 2 men the other side of the aisle loudly demanded of the cabin steward where I was going as they expected me to look after the child sat next to me. When he asked whose child it was and they said one of theirs, the cabin steward said then he expected the, to be responsible for the child and not expect other passengers to act as free childcare!!

Way to go that cabin steward!!

Second occasion was last month on a camping holiday. Booked through a company I know and, on offer, was shared accommodation in a tent or mobile home for a vastly reduced price. On the coach journey to France I met the woman who was to be my tent sharer - got on well and was a good laugh all the time we were away. One evening she invited me to join her for a meal she was cooking for a group of friends. In the end we shared cooking duties and the night went really well. Everyone who came brought something where it was a bottle of wine, dessert or whatever. Later in the week we hosted again but, this time, it was chicken and chips from the site's cafe with us providing salads, bread and butter and desserts but requesting people paid a share of the cost of the chicken and chips - literally shared cost between number of people attending.

On the evening, no-one brought anything except one chap who made a lovely rice salad and a couple of lads who brought bottles of coke. Suddenly we realised all the wine we'd bought the day before at the hypermarket, was on the tables, open and being drunk by people. One person had taken it upon herself to serve the wine to everyone and, rather than ask us if it was ok, just came in the tent and took it.

Apparently we were expected to provide all the group with drinks as she was paying for her meal and she didn't want us making a profit out of her that night!! Then, when talking about it next night, someone else said she'd actually passed the tub along the table when they were collecting up everyone's contribution saying she'd already given me money - she hadn't!!

When my mum and dad got married in 1970 my grandad paid for their wedding as was usual. The proofs came from the photographer and were passed round for everyone to place their orders and some never came back. There we 2 sets of proofs so my aunt (dads sister) kept the ones she wanted outed 1 set saying that there was no point her ordering any as she could just keep those. When my mum objected because mum and dad were keeping one set and my grandparents the other set (as they had paid!) she said "Why should I pay? Your parents can afford it!"

When Aunt had had the first grandchild her parents bought her a very nice Silver Cross and did the same for my Uncles first child. By the time I came along my cousin had outgrown her pram so Grandma said that rather than buy another one, mum could have the aunts pram. OK, seemed reasonable, until dad went to fetch it only to be told by Aunt that he would have to pay £X for it, barely less than the cost of a new one. Dad was fuming and told her to stuff it. There was a massive row as apparently neither Aunt or Grandma could see the problem in being made to pay for a "gift".

There have been many many such instances over the years, although they gradually became less as mum got older and wouldnt take the crap. She was just 20 when she got married and wouldnt say boo to a goose, which is why Aunt got away with so much.

Probably about a year ago now but was in poundland with my son after a long shopping trip, we were both quite tired! We had been queuing awhile and there were quite a few people behind us. A lady then comes over and demands that she go in front as she had already done her shopping but got outside and it was raining and needed an umbrella and therefore she did not need to queue again. I said no, she looked completely bewildered by this but I pointed out I had a tired child and there were other people behind me. She was furious but joined the back of the queue and then proceeded to make a massive fuss (tutting and mumbling) when people were paying by credit card or had what she deemed to be too much in there basket. It was pretty shocking how entitled she thought that she was.

Chicken,s post has brought up a memory of a holiday.

I know people with a house in the Algarve and they let me have the use of it. Lucky me, I know.

A friend came down as she was in lust love with a guy who was down there with a bunch of mates.
I ran into her and invited her to stay as she was low on money.

First day I came out of the shower to hear her say "Gosh, love your face cream" having helped herself to it

Totally shocked to hear from my friends that after I left she went to the local caretaker to ask for the key to the house as "her friends have given me permission to stay there"...
She didn,t even know them!

Needless to say we are no longer friends and nor did I get another invite to stay in their house of course.

Probably my dad giving neighbours eldest daughter a lift and her racially abusing someone. My dad went into fucking orbit I have actually never seen him shout at a woman like he did that day.

When I was 17 and my brother left home, my mother and I moved into a smaller house. It was a lovely bungalow attached to the side of a house, like a granny annex. We had struggled with awful neighbours for years so the most important thing to us was that it was a bungalow, with nobody living above or below.

About three months after we moved in some builders appeared and started putting up scaffolding on our house. We were very WTF and went to ask the landlord about it - he lived in the house it was attached to. He said "I'm putting a flat in above yours". To this day I don't understand how he got planning permission when there were no signs put up of his intentions anywhere on or near the property - maybe he had permission before we moved in, who knows.

We were upset, of course, but agreed to stay when he said:

1. He would halve the rent for the duration of the construction, to compensate for the noise and inconvenience
2. The new flat was going to be amazingly soundproofed and we'd never hear the people above us
3. He was so confident of this that if people moved in and we could hear them, we could move out (before the contract was up) with no penalty

We put up with construction, which to be fair only took three months - could have been worse!

As soon as our new neighbours moved in we realised what bollocks the "soundproofing" claim was. We could hear Every. Single. Footstep. So we told him we were moving out as agreed, and he claimed he had never agreed to any such thing.

We moved out anyway, leaving the place spotless. Shortly afterwards at our new place (in which we were very happy for many years!) we got a summons or whatever you call it, saying he was suing us for the remaining six months rent.

My mum was a nervous wreck so I did everything. I filled out the court form with our defence, prepared our evidence, submitted our claim to the deposit holding place (who issued us the full deposit back).

When we were in the court house waiting to be called, he came in looking extremely pleased with himself, said "hello ladies" and chuckled smugly. He wasn't so smug when we (well, I, since I stood up and replied to his lies and made our case) won. I don't think the money grabbing arsehole liked being outsmarted by a teenage girl. Since there was nothing in writing it all came down to who the judge believed.

I can't believe how anybody could stand up and tell such barefaced lies as he did . At least it taught me a valuable lesson about getting everything in writing, and I learned a lot about tenancy law at the same time.

I have never in my life missed a flight, It's amazing to me that people do but I knew this girl who used to regularly miss flights.
One time herself, her husband and 2 kids were travelling to the US from Ireland but were having a day's stop over in London. Anyway they missed their flight from London and what did they do only ring the local pastor of the church they belong to and begged him to arrange for someone to put them up until they got on another flight. It ended up being 3 days and some poor mug put them up.
She often called upon people's Christian charity to help her out in various ways. I think she thought that it was good for their souls.
She came to stay with my and dh for a few weeks once and ended up staying for 4 months. She did pay her way though.

Love this thread, the cheek of some people.

Here's mine, not as good as most of these...

In my final year at uni I had a house mate with a French boyfriend who she had met whist he was doing his year abroad. He had returned to France at the end of the uni year.

She used to constantly monopolise the house phone and spent hours on the phone so not only could the rest of us not use the phone but we couldn't use the internet either.

Every month she would run up a phone bill of around £600. The arrangement was that we each paid 1/4 of the line rental and VAT and for our own individual calls. After a couple of months of these stupidly high bills me and the two other girls were chatting about the phone bill and decided we needed to sit this girl down and have a chat about the VAT on the phone bill. Thanks to her excessive use of the phone the rest of us were all contributing more in VAT than in call charges! So we sat her down and explained that from that point we would only be paying the VAT on our own calls. She went absolutely mental and accused us of being selfish and trying to stop her using the phone! She then fell out with us all. Eventually though after speaking to her mum she realised she was in the wrong and apologised.

She also used to eat everyone else's food, use everyone else's toiletries and generally take the mick. We took it in turns to buy toilet paper and other bits but she always bought the smallest, cheapest pack available sighting the huge phone bill for her lack of money. She just thought it was fine to scrounge off the rest of us.

Nowhere near as brass-necked as these, but still I'll share
In 2011, my friend's husband left her, and as you do, I helped her with her 5 DC, from cooking, taking them to school, days out with my DCs, as she was a mess, as anyone would be, so I tried to be a supportive best friend.
Fast forward to 2012, she'd picked herself up, dusted off and moved forward. I had a night out planned for a month with my new DP, and on the day of the event I get a call, tears and upset, her DS needs to go to hospital, sorry its last minute, can I please look after her DCs?? I knew her DS had been in bad health, so dropped my plans to go and care for her DCs.
Got to 8pm, and phone call from my furious DP, to check my messages. He had Screenshot a Hastily deleted Facebook picture- posted by her very much healthy and tipsy sister- of my supposed Friend.. AT the event I was going to!!!
I sent it on to her, said she has 20 minutes to get back to her Home for her DCs, after that I will be gone, as I have a night out to get to.
She turned up 15 minutes later shame faced, and we haven't spoken again. cheeky grabbing cow

well handled

After living in a house for about three months, I came home early one day to find a random car parked on my drive meaning I couldn't get in.

I parked over my drive blocking the car in but assumed it was just a relative visiting one of the many elderly residents in the street.

A couple of hours later, a smartly-dressed chap came banging on my door demanding to know why I'd blocked his car in as he'd been using the drive without any problems for a couple of months.

It transpired that my NDN had been on parkatmyhouse.com renting out MY driveway for £50 a month between 10am-5pm when I'm usually at work. He just couldn't see why I was pissed off about this as I wasn't using it so what was the big deal?

I hope your NDN handed over the £100 when you pointed out the dubious legality of what they'd done???

TheOne Not from the male NDN- he was adamant he wasn't hurting anyone and just couldn't see the problem.
His wife came over to ours a couple of days later with flowers, wine and chocolates and said her husband had told her the whole story of what he'd done and what an unreasonable young madam (his actual words) I was.

She was horrified and brought us the stuff to apologise. I asked for the money (or at least a share of it) but she brushed it off a bit weirdly. We found out later on that he was incredibly EA to her and didn't give her access to their shared finances.

Me and the smartly-dressed chap carried on the parking arrangement BTW but I think he's quite weary as he thinks our street is inhabited by weirdos it really is actually

Thanks for update, Burnley

Male NDN is the Entitled Type, clearly. Twat. I'm glad you started getting the money at least.

Weirdos? Surely not (are you actually in Burnley? They're all weird there...)

Finally finished reading this entire post (and it's linked threads!)

I've got a couple --

DH and I (then just engaged) were living in a flat on the top floor, corner unit, of a 3 storey apartment building, with a room mate. He was a nice enough guy but had girls in and out of the apartment. Wasn't rare to get up in the morning and there would be a new girl just sitting there watching TV, or cleaning (a lot of them cleaned so I can't complain). Anyway he has a dog. A black lab that I felt sorry for and, as I didn't have a job at the time, would take it out to do it's business, I had asked and he was fine with that. I would let it wander around the apartment while I was up (otherwise he left it locked in the cage it couldn't even sit up straight in). After a conversation about leaving the dog in the cage being cruel, he started leaving him tied up outside on the balcony (ALL DAY). He would then sweep the hair/pee/poop off the balcony (which we now never used). The neighbour on the first floor was unimpressed by all the.. ahem... stuff, that came from our balcony and blew into his open door/patio.

He was a lot better than his replacement. DH loaned him his laptop that he rarely used, with the strict instructions to not download anything, not save anything on the computer (viruses etc and DH loved that laptop and had had it for years) and it was to stay in the living room. He obviously didn't listen and got SO MANY viruses (I'm not joking when I say there was over 1000 viruses/malware/spyware etc) on the computer that it almost stopped working all together (it was so clogged DH struggled to get it to even use safe mode). Eventually he fixed it and we explained to the roommate that whatever he was doing he needed to stop doing because it was bad. We put website tracking back on the computer and would check it from time to time. He continued doing what he shouldn't. Was obviously downloading stuff (and more viruses) so DH "loaned" it to a friend from school. When the roommate got back and found it gone he was furious! Where was the computer? When would the computer be back? DH told him that he had loaned his computer to a friend who desperately needed one and we weren't sure how long it would be. The roommate said he needed to get stuff off it. DH tilted his head "Why is there stuff on it? You agreed not to download anything or save anything on it..." he blustered a bit and things got pretty shitty after that. He'd sit in his room blasting music so I couldn't hear the TV, or late at night. We gave him 2 months notice when we were going to move out and he moved out the following week, and didn't pay the rent that was due that weekend. He also didn't clean his room or ensuite ever by looks of it :S We had to do it to get the deposit back.

Also DSis who asked DBro and I to help her and her DH move all the time The last time I helped her she and her DH went to return the moving truck and were gone for THREE HOURS and left DBro and I in the old apartment. There was no electricity. No furniture and we had no vehicle (they took the truck and the car so one could drive the other back). We were furious.

Same DSis when asked to help me move called her DH to come get her after about an hour (and didn't tell me until he was there) because she was bored. All she had to do was sit in the truck to watch the stuff while I and my DM moved all the furniture. DM ended up sitting in the truck instead and I moved it all myself.

Same DSis again came to my wedding (overseas) as a surprise. She and her DH never hired a car (but did stay at a motel) so we were driving them around the week before the wedding while trying to finalise plans (we were married in DH's home state but lived in another state so were doing everything from a distance prior to this). The night before the wedding, as enthusiastically agreed by all involved) her DH stayed with my DH-to-be and his friends. DSis stayed with my at PIL's. DSis woke me at 2am to tell me her DH wanted to go back to their motel so my DH-to-be drove them there (1/2 hour round trip). The day of the wedding they also forgot to bring the speech they were reading for my parents and after the ceremony DH and I had to drive them back to the motel (this time an hour round trip) to get it before going on to the reception. We also "weren't allowed" to start our honeymoon right after the wedding as they'd come here for us and we should spend the time with them... which we did. DSis put on a fake accent the entire day. Thought it was hilarious. Told me I was being a bridezilla at the rehearsal (when we actually signed the license) because I did NOT agree that it was "okay" and that "immigration won't notice" that the witnesses name that the clerk had typed on the license was NOT the name of the person who signed. I had to submit that to immigration and if they thought it was fake I would be deported, pretty sure that's a big deal!

The worst though - the absolute saddest thing, was when my DM came here to visit me, her very first visit as well as her first overseas trip. My DDad was in a nursing home as he had alzheimers. DSis and DBro were checking in on him for her while she was gone. DM had agreed that it was okay that DDad had surgery to remove skin cancer while she was gone but sadly but he never fully recovered from the surgery, he was almost always asleep. Together with the doctors it was agreed that DM didn't need to know yet as he would be with us for a while yet and that DDad would want her to enjoy her one-in-a-lifetime trip (he was lucid when she told him she was coming to visit me and he smiled and said "You have fun love"). She would be back in a week anyway. DSis picked her up from the airport and told her dad wasn't well and she needed to go home immediately. She then TOOK HER TO THE TRAIN STATION where she left her to wait for the train and travel home, alone, to see Dad (over 4 hours waiting/travel). DSis could have had her home in around 2 1/2 hours if she'd driven her and she would have had someone with her. Dad passed 2 weeks later.