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

[Salmotrutta]

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.

The Mexican House thief victim was WeAreEternal - I think she made Classics with her outrageously entitled neighbour!

Have just read Mexican House story

I'm sorry but I'd have got the Mexican House thief done for something !!

Horribly brass-necked!!

Mexican house thief was one of my all time favourite threads

This is one that didn't happen to me, but a colleague.

She is a teacher. When moving on to a new job in teaching, you obviously leave the classroom nice and tidy and so on, but that's it. The replacement teacher was a friend of the daughter of the Headteacher, and he expected friend to back all the displays, label all the books, trays etc. My friend didn't do it (she had her own classroom in his new school to contend with) and the Head went ape when he found out.

My older sister is made entirely of brass. When we both lived in the same city she used to insist I drive her to the supermarket whereupon she would dawdle around looking at every single item on the shelf. She absolutely would not speed up no matter how tired I was or how much of a rush I was in. Then on the way home she would demand money from me, despite the fact that she earned a good deal more than I did and I was saving for a wedding.

When she lived at home with my younger sister (who was a penniless student) she would also demand money from her.

When I was getting married she was my bridesmaid, along with my younger sister. They are very different sizes so I wanted them to have different dresses but older sister kicked up such a fuss that I and younger sister just had to go with what she wanted in the end - I basically got no say in what my bms wore. She didn't buy me a wedding present because she reckoned I owed her for her being my bridesmaid (despite the fact that I paid for her dress, shoes and jewellery).

When we were growing up she frequently borrowed things and broke/damaged them. I once as a teenager had a lovely cream coat that I had paid a lot for. She harrangued me daily wanting to borrow it but I kept saying no as I knew she would destroy it. Eventually my mother forced me to lend it to her. Lo and behold it came back absolutely filthy, so filthy I had to throw it away. When I got upset about it, there was no "sorry" or no offer to replace it, and my mother said "Oh it was an accident." To this day buying and owning nice things stresses me out - all through my childhood it would be guaranteed that sister would find some way of destroying them.

Younger sister is 8 years younger than she is and she tortured and bullied her daily. Younger sister is now in counselling trying to overcome the effects of it.

I moved out of home before both of my sisters. At the time older sister (OS) and younger sister (YS) shared the big room while I was in the tiny box room. When I moved out YS naturally moved into my room, there was no question of it and my parents certainly wouldn't have countenanced me insisting on keeping the room empty for when I visited home. However, when OS moved out she insisted that YS stay in the tiny box room and the big room be kept empty for when OS visited. And my parents went along with it! So the big spacious bedroom was empty most of the time while poor YS squashed into the tiny room.

There are tonnes more examples, absolutely tonnes. Suffice it to say that OS is now jobless and living at home with my parents. Apparently from what I hear the house is a den of total misery. When OS was working she paid an absolute pittance in rent to my parents and nothing at all towards bills/upkeep of the house. If she buys any food she expect my parents to reimburse her for it. She doesn't talk to my father at all. Ever. My mother frequently bursts into tears when talking about how things are in the house. I have absolutely no sympathy, my parents have made their bed and now they can lie in it. Neither I nor my YS talk to her. If I never saw her again it wouldn't bother me.

This annoyed me so much - one reason I don't use freecycle much anymore.
I offered some glasses and to drop them off in the local town - (I do this because I live out of the way but go into the town relatively often). I arranged to drop them off - it was at a block of flats with an intercom entrance. They buzzed me in and said come up. I was a bit but thought they might be elderly etc - so carried the box of glasses and 1 yo DD2 (in a sling) up 4 flights of stairs. I had to knock on the door and wait when I got up there. The guy was in his 20s and seemed sprightly enough (guess could have had a hidden disability -but there was no lift in the flats- so I doubt it) no hello etc - took the box off me and said 'cheers', closed door.
I also got stuck with taking another child to an activity every week. Mother asked me if I could take her DC with mine as she was working - so I agreed. Not realising she meant every week, there and back for 4 months. And worse when I went to pick up or drop off often the mother and her car were there as were other family members... who drove and had their cars parked outside. Never offered once to take my DC for me...
Same parent tried to drop off her infant school DC with her preschool younger sibling to another activity 'family end of term party' - left them in the car park - organisers had to run after her car to say they couldn't take responsibility for the younger DC ...

One of DW's friends we shall call "C" expecting us to drive for three hours back and fourth to bring them to our wedding the day before. When C's brother and wife are coming and could get a lift with them, or they could have driven themselves!

Lily - Who did the Head go ape at?

Your friend?

Or the entitled friend of his daughter?

I'm hoping at the entitled friend of daughter...

Gawd Cailin, that's a sorry tale! your parents are indeed reaping what they have sown. :(

We came home from a holiday where PIL's had very kindly stayed to feed our cat to find them sat with the TV off. Thought nothing of it until DH went to put it on. Was informed by FIL that it he'd pressed a button too hard and it had stopped working so we'd need to go and buy a new one right away as they hadn't been able to watch the TV for the last 3 days.

A 'friend' at uni who stopped when driving past me walking and offered me a lift to keep her company and them demanded £5 towards the petrol when we got to the university 2 miles away.

The same 'friend' who went shopping and bought lots of cleaning things for the flat and then demanded money towards them. I wouldn't have minded either things if she'd asked me first.

caillin - I hope you are happier for keeping OS out of your life. She sounds awful

Not me a colleague. We live in a country where you have to pay for a GP visit. Although through work we get a % back.
He was approached by his daughters boyfriend, who had paid for her visit to the GP to get the contraceptive pill to ask if he could claim the % back and give it to him.

Also was using the microwave in work and set it to 2 minutes, walked away to get cutlery. When I returned some random guy had actually stopped the microwave and removed my food. When I queried it he said that there had been no one at the microwave when he arrived ( although my foot was and it was on! )
I stopped the microwave and removed his food and reinstated my lunch!!

Was a small thing but really wound me up - a manager in my office, who was probably on 3-4 times my paltry salary, used to 'borrow' my Q or Empire magazines and would go and photocopy (on the office photocopier!!) the articles he wanted to read.

I remember the Mexican house thread. Awesome.

At my first house, parking was in behind the property where our garage was. There was a row of 6 garages and could easily fit one parked car in front of it. It was parking permit in the front on the road.
NDN shacked up with new bf. He seemed to think it was ok to park in our space when we were not there. He didn't have the sense to move it before we came home, waited for us to pull in, see he has parked there, & go and find him to move his car. This happened several times. Final straw came when DH came home from nights to find the knob parked there. So he blocked him in & went to bed. NDN bf spent the next hour banging on the door trying to get hold of DH to let him out. DH ignored him.

Later that afternoon DH goes & finds him & tells him to move his car. The bf was a builder & was trying to get DH to pay for his wage he lost that day. I clearly remember my husband saying worlds along the lines of "go " & "swivel"

What makes people like this, do you think?

Yes and no salmotrutta. I really believed that as she got older she would become more reasonable and we could at least have a friendly relationship. Even after years of bullying I was willing to try to be on good terms with her as we are sisters. But when I was pregnant with DS and she didn't congratulate me or ask me how I was, she just sent a text berating me for asking my parents to stay in a hotel when they were due to visit after DS was born, I knew there was no hope. She still behaves like a mardy 12 year old. As she gets older it gets more obvious how little she is able to manage life and my parents have totally let her down by never helping her to sort out her behaviour. I do feel really sorry for her in a way but I cannot get involved with her any more. When I feel guilty I just remind myself of my younger sister who suffered a great deal more at her hands (as they shared a room and she is much younger so was more of a target.) OS might have problems but that doesn't excuse the way she tortured (and that's not too strong a word) my YS who is now, as an adult, struggling to come to terms with the effect it's had on her. YS genuinely hates her. My mother is all "why don't you and YS come home for visits?" as if there couldn't possibly be any reason why we avoid them. Denial is my family's motto. Luckily YS and I are very close and we support each other.

And why is she like that, cailindana?

Given that you and YS are (presumably! ) not over-entitled, it can't be just down to parenting.

caillin, oh my goodness your OS sounds dreadful.

Mine was a few years ago. DD was about 11 or 12. She was friendly with a girl (let's call her Susy) where we lived and Susy's mother was always fobbing Susy off onto me but as the 2 girls got on, were no trouble, I didn't make too much of a fuss. Susy used to come to my house all the time, I used to feed her tea if her Mum was late getting her and I was waiting for the day that my DD went to Susy's house but DD told me that Susy's Mum didn't like kids round because Susy said "they made a mess and they had cream carpets".

Anyway, fast forward a year or two of continual Susy visits/meals/play. One day I was due home and my car broke down which meant that my DD wouldn't be able to get in the house when she got off the school bus as she didn't have a key. So DD had to go to Susy's house till I could get home. It was raining. So Susy's Mum made her wait in the shed. I kid you not. When I get there DD was waiting for me in the shed whilst Susy was inside probably having tea. You couldn't make it up could you...

salmotrutta - it was at me Not directed at me, of course, but friend had already left and he was livid that she hadn't done the backing. It was Head's request that backing be done for Precious New Teacher. Always did feel a bit sorry for that teacher as the staff were already before she arrived, and that was down to the Head, not her.

PIL live in a lovely country cottage in a nice village. They go on holiday twice a year and are happy to let FIL's own DB and wife stay there while they are away. MIL leaves food for them and lets them use whatever they want to while they on holiday. However, every time they are there something is broken without fail. When the washing machine apparently broke they called an emergency repair man out to look at it. Turned out it wasn't actually broken but had been overloaded so wouldn't spin. Rang DH's DB and TOLD him he needed to pay the emergency call out charge as they couldn't afford it. They had basically been given a free holiday with food provided FGS!

Another time, we had a phonecall at 11.30pm on a Saturday night. We were out and my mum was babysitting. Naturally concerned, she answered the phone to listen to FIL's in-laws saying that they had broken the TV. DM told them to ring back in the morning as a) it was late and b) we were out. Needless to say they rang back...at 7.30am!! They expected us to go out immediately and fix the TV, or if we couldn't, to get a repair man in to do it, which no doubt, they were expecting us to pay for. DH gave them very short shrift on the phone. We did go out much later and fixed it...by turning it on via the remote!

Roussette

I hope you didn't do anymore free childcare for her.
Who in their right mind sticks a child in the shed

Mexican House Stealer has made my day!

My old ndn and I had just met that day over the fence.

Her dd said she wanted to see our garden so her mum said ok (not asking me first).
Girl comes over, with Mum and a baby about 18 months old. They look around, then the Mum says she's going. Girl says she wants to stay.
Mum says "Ok, be good" then LEAVES BOTH KIDS WITH ME. This was pre-dc and I had literally met them 5 minutes earlier.

We were gardening and had a pond. I had to stop the baby falling in it. Girl then takes herself inside and says "I want lunch. You can do beans on toast." I said, "I'm going out!" then marched them both back to their house. The Mum was clearly pissed off they were back so soon and never spoke to me again.

I am a brass necked arsewipe magnet.

I had not long escaped a violent relationship and was waiting to start my degree, so was living on benefits for a while with DS (aged 1) in a studio flat. I had made a couple of new friends with small children around the same age as DS and we had a reciprocal arrangement for an hour or 2's babysitting here and there. One day one of the women asked me if I'd mind having her boy aged 18 months overnight for her, while she worked. She would give me a few quid for doing it, so I agreed.

She turned up with her DS, who was a sweetie, with a few bits in a bag on the Friday evening, left in a cloud of perfume with promises of returning before 10am to collect him.

They settled down beautifully and we had a lovely evening and a decent sleep, I gave them breakfast, changed him into his last nappy and popped the TV on for a little while so I could do some jobs while I waited for her to pick him up. It got to 1pm, so I fed him some lunch, tried to call his mother, no answer. He needed a new nappy, so I had to use one of DS's. 5pm arrived, still no sign, no one answering her phone, so called her mother, no joy there. Called another friend who suggested she might have hooked up with someone, so I left it, fed them both and got them ready for bed. By this point, I had about 3 nappies left, not much food and no money as I didn't get my benefits until Monday. I had no money for the launderette, so had to boil some nappies on the stove and put the heating on to make sure they dried.

Sunday, the same thing, except I didn't eat, just in case, as I had no food left. Calls to various people, no one had seen her, her mother hadn't heard anything, so could I hang on to him for a little longer?

Monday, at 7pm she turns back up, further clouds of perfume, air kissing, thank you thank you, and she turns to leave. I ask her for the money she has promised, and she looks shocked and asks me what I want money for, as I hadn't had to spend much on her DS. She eventually, grudgingly gave me £20, but made sure I knew she wasn't happy about it.

Needless to say, I never babysat for her again, and very soon afterwards stopped speaking to her completely. Turns out she had been offered a weekend's work, where she made a stupidly large amount of money, but failed to let anyone (including the mug looking after her poor son) know. Also turns out that she did this a lot.