What's the most disrespectful thing a guest has done in your home?

[thirdcup]

To Schlong Connery-
I'm speechless. I can't speak. I don't know what to say. Picture a guy with his jaw dropped open and no sounds coming out. That's me right now.

I'm also betting this woman has no idea how she comes across to other people.

If this thread was a competition (maybe it is), you'd walk away with first prize.

 

[Titalian]

Perfect food to bring if you plan on mooching anyways. Not like they ate it.

To Schlong Connery-
I'm speechless. I can't speak. I don't know what to say. Picture a guy with his jaw dropped open and no sounds coming out. That's me right now.

I'm also betting this woman has no idea how she comes across to other people.

If this thread was a competition (maybe it is), you'd walk away with first prize.

Your both right. these are tell tale signs of narcissism!!! No empathy.
The sad part is that she's educating her children that way.

 

[Curious36]

A good friend who I hadnt seen since high school connected with me on facebook. Larry was a bit of a wild one in high school....i.e. liked to drink/fight etc. We all did but Larry was a bit over the top and our circle of friends had to take turns making sure Larry didnt get in trouble when we went out. Ok....fast forward 20 years....I'm married, nice place, young daughter...basically settled down....not boring in the least just matured over the years....as most reading this. Larry wants to come spend the weekend....catch up...maybe go out. So I say ya no problem. Larry as it turns out has not changed one bit since high school.....not a bit. First thing he does is go over to my fridge and grab a beer.....then another beer....and another (you get the point)....starts bragging about how many beer he can drink...starts ordering my wife to get him beer because "women are only good for serving men and giving blow jobs"....hes laughing as he is saying this. At this point Ive had it.....I ask larry to step out side.....to Larry that means I want to fight...(highschool mentality)...I said "no dickhead means lets talk"....anyhow after speaking with him he calms down but starts telling me Im not fun anymore and he is just having a good time. The whole time he wants to hug and call me buddy...as he wants to retell every high school memory he can remember.
Its not long before larry looks around and says he wants to borrow $600 because he is late on a truck payment. I told him I would think about it....as he was drunk and didnt want to turn him down flat (I had no intention of giving him a red cent). Larry is now going through my CD collection and looking for classic rock tunes he can crank up. I think everyone gets the idea. To save embarrassing my family and potentially their safety, I have my wife and daughter leave to the inlaws for the night. Larry wants to go out on the town to "bang some broads"......I bring out a bottle of cheap rum I got from a brother-in-law and proceed to start feeding larry all he can drink. He eventually passes out.....I drag him out to the garage (its summer) and leave him on the cement floor. I go to bed.....I am awoken by some crashing and banging....larry is going balistic downstairs....throwing my metal trash can around the garage..puke running down his front and all over the garage....yelling and screaming. I got him calmed down....he wants to hug and call me buddy....no fucking way. Long story short.....after he woke up at about 2 the next day i told him he has to go....he has no idea why. He also has the nerve to ask again for the $600 before he leaves.....which I said no to.
He sends me a message on fb telling me about how great it was to catch up and we should do it again, only this time go out on the town and hook up wth some broads (his words). I proceed to tell Larry why I wont be having him over again or going out wth him ever again....he then blocks me on fb...hahahahaha

 

[Ol' Sodomy Sam]

Well, I can't top these, but from my perspective-

I used to live with a girl, fannish, trekkie, whatever they called themselves. Parties at our place now and again. I'd always leave for the bar, then, when I got home drunk at 2:30 at sat in a chair glowering, everyone figured it was time to leave. Without fail, something would be stolen. I had dozens of rugby parties at home, both my team and hosting others, and no one would ever think of real theft (maybe a trophy or jersey might disappear for a joke), but those Star Trek bastards helped themselves to something every time. The time that made me the angriest was when a bunch of CDs went missing, and amongst them, disc four of a Jeff Beck set. What the hell? Why take disc four, and not the others? The only thing I could imagine was that they were stolen to sell at a pawn shop or something, so someone was stealing my CDs to sell for $4 or something each. Fuckers.

Worse, I heard that 20 years later, they are still stealing from her when they come over. I never seen fuckers like that.

 

[HOF]

One year a few single friends and I rented an outrageously beautiful, incredible, and expensive, beach house for a month. One of the friend's best friends was not invited to get in on it because she has 3 bratty, rude, destructive kids that she leaves off their leashes and she feels entitled that "kids should have fun" and others should put up with it. The friend was told why we didn't invite her friend to "buy in" but that she was welcome to come for A day visit, no overnight etc provided she kept her friends kids in line. These are not normal kids just having fun, they are destructive.

I and two others are pretty much living there for the month and one Friday noon of a log weekend in rolls the momma with her three 12-13-15 year old kids AND one of her kids friends too! . And with tons of gear. Her (our) friend is nowhere to be seen. Says (our) friend is away for a week and she was "taking her place" for the long weekend.

I wasn't going to make a scene of it and hoped for the best. My gf and I had invited a couple for dinner Sunday night but decided to cancel.

Kids unrolled sleeping bags in the middle of the Great Room, jumped on the beds of every other room, went through everyone's dressers and toiletries, she served her kids our food and our collection of weird root beers we collected that week from the fridge and thawed out expensive free range chicken breasts from the freezer, and didn't touch the shit no-name weiners, no name mac and cheeze they brought. Plowed through our cashews prosciutto etc while leaving their shitty Cheez-It's.

I saw the kids banging on the drilled well pipe and caps. I was nice and explained what it was and why they shouldn't be playing with it. Momma says, in front of them and to contradict me, that "boys will be boys" and that she liked them exploring things. They left but later figured out how to uncap the well and started throwing stuff down it. The 12 year old little girl came to me later that night and said that the boys were "taking a poo" down it. SHITTING IN THE WELL!

The mother asked me for the wi-fi password to check her email.,. I told her that we had a cellular hotspot and that data was expensive so I jokingly told her no watching porn etc. I later notice the kids watching HD movies on their 15" MacBook and was relieved they were distracted and therefore not causing destruction. Turns out they were streaming and downloading HD movies! Data usage was 3 gigs!

Can't go into all the details of these boors but suffice to say that she ruined our long weekend. The first night she got sloppy drunk and started hitting on my buddy in front of his girfriend and created a poisoned atmosphere for the rest of the weekend.

I told her on Sunday she had to leave as I had some clients coming for dinner that night. Got into an argument about her just using (our ) friends "rights" etc. I called "our" friend who didn't have a clue that the mooch was showing up.Soooo many other things the fuckers broke etc. Including getting the well cleaned, disinfected, tested, the cell data, broken blinds, etc she cost me $700+. I asked her to send me a chq for it and e-mailed the scanned reciepts. She said that the well probably needed "normal" maintenance anyways, that my dataplan was not a good one etc. This woman makes $200k AND gets heavy child support from her rich ex-husband. She is the very epitome of the worst rich bitch JAP stereotype you could imagine.

"Our" friend is a really cool chick and left $700 in $100's on my dresser, and a case of all of our fave red and wines with a nice "Sorry" card to all of us on the bar.

Nice!

Sorry that happened to you!

Couple of points that you should have and probably would do if anything like that happened again!

1. Call your friend at the beginning when the other person shows up.
2. When you see three boys with her, tell her sorry there's not enough room and this is family (OUR FAMILY).

Good on your friend though making amends.

Most importantly just because someone has money and status, doesn't mean they have class or manners.

 

[thirdcup]

Long story short.....after he woke up at about 2 the next day i told him he has to go....he has no idea why. He also has the nerve to ask again for the $600 before he leaves.....which I said no to.
He sends me a message on fb telling me about how great it was to catch up and we should do it again, only this time go out on the town and hook up wth some broads (his words). I proceed to tell Larry why I wont be having him over again or going out wth him ever again....he then blocks me on fb...hahahahaha

I think you sized up the situation accurately and handled it well. I think it's hilarious that he still had such a blast with you and wanted to do it again. Get so drunk that I pass out and then wake up at 2 the next day puking on the floor of my high school buddy's garage... Sign me up for that!

I love these stories. They must be true because you can't make this stuff up.

 

[Titalian]

Once had a guest come over for coffee at which time she told us her new home (being built) will be nicer than ours.

Is that it ????

 

[sauna1701]

Well, I can't top these, but from my perspective-

I used to live with a girl, fannish, trekkie, whatever they called themselves. Parties at our place now and again. I'd always leave for the bar, then, when I got home drunk at 2:30 at sat in a chair glowering, everyone figured it was time to leave. Without fail, something would be stolen. I had dozens of rugby parties at home, both my team and hosting others, and no one would ever think of real theft (maybe a trophy or jersey might disappear for a joke), but those Star Trek bastards helped themselves to something every time. The time that made me the angriest was when a bunch of CDs went missing, and amongst them, disc four of a Jeff Beck set. What the hell? Why take disc four, and not the others? The only thing I could imagine was that they were stolen to sell at a pawn shop or something, so someone was stealing my CDs to sell for $4 or something each. Fuckers.

Worse, I heard that 20 years later, they are still stealing from her when they come over. I never seen fuckers like that.

"Steal from me once, shame on you. Steal from me twice, shame on me."

Obviously your trekkie/trekker friend missed Scotty's life lesson from the "Friday's Child" episode.

 

[sauna1701]

I saw the kids banging on the drilled well pipe and caps. I was nice and explained what it was and why they shouldn't be playing with it. Momma says, in front of them and to contradict me, that "boys will be boys" and that she liked them exploring things. They left but later figured out how to uncap the well and started throwing stuff down it. The 12 year old little girl came to me later that night and said that the boys were "taking a poo" down it. SHITTING IN THE WELL!

I would have fixed up some fresh lemonade and feed them to the mother and 2 boys. Then when they finished just mentioned why they should not play with the well pipe caps as anything that falls into it they would end up drinking. Then innocently say "I hope the lemonade isn't too Tangy."

 

[desperado]

Awwww go easy on the bitch mom SC. She is doing her best to raise the next generation of "occupy" people.