Entitled men/women. Have you any corkers? I have plenty of examples :-)))

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Pretty lighthearted thread to laugh at some of the crap we have to put up with from the master race. It's nice to know I'm not alone!

H used to complain if I served up his dinner too hot, as in 'and now I've burnt my mouth'. he wouldn't dare say this now, he'd be wearing it

Or 'I was trying to have a shower but it was cold, didn't you hear me calling (no, I was outside) ...why is it cold....the washing machine and dishwasher are going, ....but I was going to have a shower.... I'll try to brush up on my mind reading skills and in the meantime check your fecking self

I could go on of course, but give me your absurdity to laugh at please

Regarding the blind spot for chores (and apologies for derailing the thread) i used to have that blind spot until my parents divorced and mum became a wohm, until then my siblings and i did minimal chores. At first i did not get why it was important to wash the dishes immediately for example. What is the problem with one dirty dish. Or two. Or ten. Or all of them. I had to develop a "radar" to spot things thad needed to be cleaned or tidied up.

My oh always had a sahm, so he got used to live in a spotless house with minimum effort. When we moved in he knew that dishes had to be washed, laundry done, food cooked, etc, but did no see a reason to do it on a reasonable time (whatever he was doing at that particular time always seemed more important), or to follow a schedule. I insisted he hoovered the carpet and, i kid you not, there was one year where he didnt do it until spring, and only because family were visiting. The worst part is that having a messy house was more upsetting for him than for me yet he did little housework.

One day talking to ils about chores my mil says that yes, she used to spoil her dc, as it was nothing. Somehow I managed to keep my mouth shut but i thought aaaaaggggrrrrr!

And breath!

Not me, but a colleague. Her teenage son one day rang her on his mobile from the toilet to inform her there was no toilet paper. She calmly asked him if he wanted her to leave work early so she could wipe his bum for him, before hanging up and bursting into hysterical laughter.

My db is a store manager for a large supermarket chain....

He once had a smoker in his store

Db "can you put out your cigarette please"

Smoking man.... "you sold me the cigs so why shouldn't I smoke them?"

Db....'We also sell toilet roll but don't expect you to dump in the aisle"

Entitled to the core.

recognise the 'babysit your own children to give you a break' line

Yeah, my ex's idea of 'babysitting' the kids to give me a 'break' was either (in good weather) to go and sit in the village pub garden boozing with his mates while the kids ran around unsupervised with the kids of the other hero dads 'babysitting' their kids.

Or dragging them around the shops looking at shit that he wanted to look at, buying them nothing or not going near a toy shop or anything they might like, and then getting annoyed at them when they started getting tetchy.

Then he'd want a knighthood, the VC and a fucking halo for doing it!

Arsehole!

Yes...an ex-acquaintance who was part of my NCT group. There were 5 of us in the group and one of the girls' brothers owned an apartment in Spain, so we organised a cheap weekend away - didn't have to pay any accommodation costs at all.

We had only ever met up for coffee & and the occasional night out so had never spent that much time together, so didn't quite realise how awful one of them was.

She didn't lift a finger all weekend. She didn't take a turn going to the shop for bread; she didn't prepare any meals; she didn't clear up a thing after any meals (nothing fancy - just breakfast stuff or snacks as we mostly ate out). She didn't even make tea!

The icing on the cake was when we were leaving the apartment. The deal was that we had to change the beds and clean it for the next people coming. She refused to do anything. She went for a shower and took an entire hour(!) drying and straightening her hair while we cleared up, cleaned and hoovered around her. Even when outright asked to do something she refused because "I don't clean my own house, so I'm not cleaning this one".

It was an awkward trip back home. I have never spoken to her again (and neither have the others). The rest of us have been back to Spain every year and have had a much more pleasant time :)

Kerala I know some people with a pool & there have definitely been cases of people who 'expected' to be able to swim at their own convenience. Also the issue of people they'd fallen out with who still expected to be able to swim! There was only 1 family in the village who were permanently barred, as far as I know, after they did something which screwed them over financially and caused a lot of stress and still expected to be able to swim!

On the other hand they are always happy to let friends swim and are welcoming to those who really could use the fun & enjoyment of swimming - the children from a family going through a bad divorce, for instance, are always welcome.

humanmagicmarker, your back-packing-story reminded me of this ...

Back home from university (in my early 20s) my parents and I went to visit some relatives who lived quite far away (overnight stay). My mother was already there for some reason and my father and I were going the following the day. When we arrived it transpired that my father didn't have any clothes with him because he had expected me to pack them for him! My mother always packs for him so he thought I would do the same, without anything being mentioned.

Hm, that should be bag-packing-story, not back-packing-story.

My XH phoned me at work one day to complain that the tv remote wasn't working. Didn't occur to him that there was nothing I could do from my office 25 miles away. Or that he could just get off his lazy backside and use the buttons on the TV.

My fucking (grown up) son. Got to work this morning, soaked and a little wheezy, so went for inhaler-not there. The fucker has not only used all of his, but nicked mine, used it all, then went into my room and demanded my secret emergency spare as he was having an attack. Arse.

Wake up to manic phone call from SIL from Sunday morning lie-in. "What's your house number!?" (My now DH had just moved in with me.) DH tells her, then frantic banging on the door. SIL was there with her DH a group of her in-laws. They want to see the house. Dazed and confused, DH says no, not convenient, Mantra's still in bed. They barge past him and have a nosy anyway.

Next time DH sees his sister, she has a go at him. "What were you doing in bed at 11am on a Sunday! I knocked on all your neighbour's doors! None of them know who you are! How can you promote my business if they don't know who you are!"

Oh god, just remembered another one. One of the same in-laws once knocked on our door because she'd missed her train. "You must lend me your car!" she demanded. DH explained it was being serviced. "Pay for a taxi then!" she exclaimed. The appointment was an hour away. The last time she borrowed the car, she went into a kerb and DH had to pay to get the tyre replaced. Time after that, front headrest ripped off. No explanation/apology.

Just remembering it is making me bristle...

Confession :0
If my DH is home I toot my car horn for him to come out and open the gates when I drive up .We previously lived in a house with remote gates so I feel entitled to have him make up for the deficient.
If he is away/out I just leave them open when I leave .

People who are always late, because their time is obviously more valuable than yours.
Used to know a couple who were late for 100% of our meetings.
We'd meet a couple of times a year for catches up in restaurants and we would be 5-10mins early and they would be 10-60 mins late. Then walk in with stupid grins, saying "sorry, we lost track of time" or "sorry, we got lost" while we say their fuming.
Also the guy would have everything going - all three courses, coffee, etc. then suggest bill splitting when it was obvious we'd had about half what they had.

In fact, bill splitting is another one. Used to go for an after work curry and there was a thin lady who didn't eat a lot, who'd have one dish for about a fiver and no drink as she was driving. In fact she was driving the others home - about 30min drive.
The others would order the works, plus about three pints each, then got the hump when she wasn't keen on splitting.

My ex boyfriend thought it was my fault his mother hadn't acknowledged his birthday. I apparently should have reminded her in advance.

This was a lady in her fifties with no memory issues.

My Ex complained that I didn’t do enough house work, so I ramped up the housework and when we split she complained that it didn’t feel like her house because I was always doing housework.

I'm female and grew up in a house with a maid. She did everything and I didn't really pay any attention except to thank her for my food/clean clothing. My mum never did a thing.

I found University a bit of a shock as I wasn't sure how you cooked pasta or washed clothes. I tried to handwash everything in the bath once

I'm now 33 and have improved somewhat, although DH still bemoans the fact that I just don't see dirt. I do try to, honestly!

The sheer number of men who are OCD about their socks is staggering! Also [shocked] to read how many men expect their partners to be carrying on as normal despite having given birth.

My DP tried to convince me to do our washing separately so that he wouldn't have a reason to get frustrated with me if I hadn't washed something. I refuse: Our machine is massive (8/9kg drum) and there's only the two of us, so I don't see the point in doing smaller loads individually. Instead I consistently do the washing and put it away. Last week he opened his (now full) sock/pant drawer and I got a sheepish "Aw, thank you for always doing the laundry, bless you".

I once had a housemate who was about 40, had two kids with his ex and lived cheaply thanks to the house we lived in being owned by his ex's best friend. One night (about 2-3am) he came home blind drunk, turned on horrendous dance music at full blast and promptly passed out. I tried to wake him up, but eventually had to go downstairs and turn off the power at the mains. I wasn't impressed the next day and told him so by text (he'd gone out). I promptly got a call saying he would do whatever he wanted, how dare I talk to him like that etc. At that point I lost every last bit of respect for him. He never did any housework either - that was down to me and our other housemate (also female). Granted, he was VERY tidy and always did his washing up, but he would never clean the bathroom or the kitchen, or hoover any shared rooms.

One morning a while after that music blaring situation his ex rocked up shouting his name as he was supposed to have picked up his kids that morning. Instead her shouting only woke me up - he was none the wiser. So I let her in, told her where his room was and left her to wonder in to his room and wake him up.

Was glad when I moved out of that place.

Something tells me she dumped him for being a selfish twat.

I just remembered one that still makes me just go WTF.

Me and teenage daughter went to stay with relatives for a weekend - a couple in their thirties, both working, plenty of money, no kids of their own and perfectly normal or so I thought. Took loads of wine, chocolates a lovely pot plant etc. etc. Before going up to bed on the Saturday night our hostess said to us. 'See you in the morning – Ooh we've got crumpets for breakfast. You're not having them though, you'll have to have toast'.

How much is a packet of fucking crumpets - 60p, 65p something like that? Would it have killed her to buy two packets of crumpets, knowing we were coming (not that I'd want fucking crumpets anyway). Every time I think of this remark, I am still utterly dumbfounded that anyone could be so tight and so crass. It doesn't even sound true and I wouldn't believe it if it hadn't actually happened. 'You're not having them though' .. and sure enough her and her H sat and ate their crumpets and me and the daughter had toast.

Re my laundry post yesterday. Dh's shirts are still in the machine. despite yesterday mornings fuss about him not having clean and/or dry shirts for work he left the clean but wet ones in the machine.

Idiot. I haven't pointed this out yet.

Not sure if it's an example but it's amusing - my ex husband lost his car keys one evening when he had got in from work, spent ages looking for them and he got crosser and crosser ( knew it would be my fault) I eventually found them in the wheelie bin - he had put some rubbish in it on way in and keys fell in too - it was clearly my fault, I must have hidden them cause I must have known they were in the bin to have looked there

One of my previous employers had an area manager who would hold meetings in Little Chefs. She would order a full english, make her underlings pay for it as she'd "forgotten" her purse and threaten them if they asked for the money back. She started disciplinary proceedings when they banded together and collectively refused. Then she ordered my line manager to get rid of her car "because it's a better model than mine and I'm humiliated". It certainly was after all the windows were smashed. Moral: don't annoy people who manage so well that their crew regard them as an honorary daughter/little sister.

Not strictly entitled but funny all the same.

I was running a half marathon with DP, we'd got to the 12 mile marker so feeling pretty tired by then, when DP's phone rang (Had young teenager kids so had phone for emergency) - Dp's sister lived less than a mile away and was at home.

Sky wasn't working on the TV, so how could Dp's son watch the football!!

Even those around us burst out laughing

My MIL has full control over the remote and dictates all tv watching. FIL only ever wants to see Dr Who, and MIL phoned me to complain that 'he is watching Dr Who and I don't like it, so I'm sitting upstairs on the bed in the dark'. She was in a full huff because FIL got to see ONE programme a week and as she didn't like it she was 'driven out of the livinging room'.
Another time we were visiting and FIL and husband had spotted a programme they'd like to see. MIL was out of the room and when she came in husband and FIL were sitting enjoying the programme. She sat down and started: 'what's this? no one wants to watch this do they? I don't want to watch this. Who wants to watch this?' Husband says 'I want to watch it'. FIL says 'I want to watch it', and so I joined in 'I want to watch it'. So, outnumbered for once, she plonked herself into her armchair, threw her head back, shut her eyes and started making huffing and puffing noises.

I realise this is so bad it seems almost unbelievable but sadly it is true.

I came back from giving birth to our stillborn baby (he didn't come to her birth or her funeral) and the first thing he said to me was 'the dog needs to go out'.

clucking I am so, so sorry. How fucking awful .