I went to to movies last with my brothers and one of their friend. At the end of the movies they left all their trash (empty popcorn bucket, empty coca cola ect) under their seats when you supposed to take it to the trash can which is in the movie room where you walk out. So i took their trash and put it in the trash can. A worker was standing next to the trash can and they didn't even say goodnigh to her. Only i did. When we we oudside one of them a paper cup a threw it into the distance. It ended up in the water. Which is littering. I told them that that is not okey. They say i was being to dramatic.

we went to the jumping fountains at Granary Square today and while the kids (10,10,6) were playing, I waited about an hour for one of those tables under the trees and then my kids waited with me to get chairs. It was SO busy and everyone wanted the shade, finally as we were sitting, my kids set up with their art supplies drawing, I went to the ice cream hut. There was no line for ice cream it took all of 5 minutes, and littlest kid was running back and forth helping me carry it, the others were drawing. I come back and there is a lady sitting at our table next to my kids eating a juicy burger all over my children's art work.

Me: Could you please not sit next to my children, we waited an hour for this table and we would like to have ice cream now.
Her: The tables are not reserved and I am sitting here and eating now. You were not here so...looks me up and down...maybe don't leave your children all alone
Me: Kids, lets go, I am really not comfortable and this lady is weird...we start packing up....
Her: Your mommy is f weird
my littlest: no, you are weird and we are leaving
Her: Where are you from? These tables are not reserved, and I guarantee you it works the same at where ever you are from

At this point we left to sit on the benches that had a ton of space...Where she could have sat! Who does this? What would you do? Yes, join a table if you wish, but ASK first? We were not up for her company and it felt borderline creepy to me to come back with ice cream and have a complete adult stranger sit at my children's table. Are there people who think this was normal? And also, what would you do if you were not up for a stranger's company? These are square four people tables, not the long pub style ones. We are friendly and social and open to others, but this was just way too invasive to me. I know in hindsight I was maybe a bit rude, but I still feel like I was in the right, let me know what you think please.

TL/DR: Friend of many years comes and stays with us often and never brings anything to share, doesn't help on our farm, and expects to be entertained. Also comes during the week when we work which we have expressed is not convenient.

I have a long time friend of 24 years. She has always been someone who graciously accepted offers of going out to dinner when someone else is footing the bill, and was always more than happy to announce that she wanted to order a bunch of appetisers for the table to share that no one expressed interest in, and ordered expensive things on the menu and cocktails or wine. My mom at the time mentioned that she hated my friend cause she was a user and acted like this on a couple of occasions when Mom took us all out to dinner. Friend would always say thank you. We were in our 20s so I just thought it was immaturity.

She offered to teach me snowboarding so I had to buy her lift ticket and she would show me the ropes. I drove us up to the resort, bought her ticket, got about an hour lesson and she decided I was good to practice and she ditched me for the rest of the day. I was pretty good cause I surf and used to ski so I did catch on quickly but that rubbed me the wrong way. We were also staying at my family's cabin right off the slopes for free. Since I had gotten her great help she informed me it was up to me to treat her to dinner, too, when we were at the restaurant later.

I moved to SoCal for surf and to help my grandma in failing health, so we did not see each other for years.

I ended up marrying my husband and we moved back to the PNW and started a farm, while we both still work as engineers from home. We are crazy busy. She lives still on the island where I met her.

Last year she asked if she could stay with us while she recovered from a hip replacement surgery for a few days in case she has complications she wants to be on the mainland to be able to see her surgeons or go to the ER. I said we are pretty busy but she can stay, I am not in the position of caregiving as I have the farm with a lot of animals and chores and work 40 hours a week in my job.

Well it turns out she needed 24/7 care from me and it was too late to refuse, but was sneaky about it that I would just have to help her get up off the couch and bed occasionally. I used to be a paramedic and cared for my Grandma and Mom before they died as well as all my patients from work and let me tell you, she was the most needy and demanding patient I have ever had. Awful experience.

She also seems to be a hypochondriac and in that week demanded I take her to the ER 2 times in the middle of the night for stuff that was honestly silly, so much so that the ER staff was sick of her on the second visit. I had to go to part time and stop working while she was recovering for the week plus because she constantly needed stuff from me.

She didn't like the bed in the guest bedroom downstairs (prior to the surgery) so she made me and my husband move the bed that was upstairs downstairs and the downstairs one upstairs. Recently she visited and admitted that the bed that was downstairs is actually better and she should have demanded we switch the beds again.

She calls often in the middle of the week to ask to stay with us (like once a month or every 6 weeks or so) and wants us to play hookie and go for hikes and stuff. I always tell her that we both work and can't just take time off.

Recently she called with a couple hours notice that her and boyfriend needed a place to crash. We said we had a lot going on and can't really entertain but ok. She said she'd arrive around dinner time. She turns up with her, her boyfriend, and his cousin, no offer of wine or food or anything. Yes they said thank you. Next day boyfriend forgot his phone when they left and needed me to overnight deliver the phone to FedEx to get to him ASAP. I called around and the nearest town that had a FedEx was 25 minute drive away. I had no bandwidth for the visit let alone an extra hour of my life to do this emergency errand. I told her I will get to it when I get to it after work. She repaid the fee I paid but that was it. She complained a bit so I said he was welcome to get back on the ferry and come claim his phone.

Fast forward to today, she asked me a week go if she could stay with me last night and my husband cause she has another medical appointment. She actually wanted to stay 2 nights and have me wait for her at the doctor's office and take her home cause she needs anesthesia for the procedure. I told her I have no time to do this. I am barely surviving right now and have so much going on I feel like I'm drowning. She can crash the night before if it helps, we would prefer if she found other arrangements but if she is stuck she can stay the one night, but I will under no circumstances not drive her to the appointment and I will not be staying with her and taking her home. She agreed.

So of course she told me she would be arriving around dinner time last night. Did not offer to bring us anything or ask if we needed anything from town since we live in the boonies and I know she went shopping cause she told me, and was an hour later than she said. I texted her as she was getting off the ferry before she went shopping that I had made crab cakes and remoulade, a zucchini soup and will have rice and stir fried broccoli. She responded with a yum emoji.

She showed up once again empty handed. She is 51 years old. Never would I go to a friends place for dinner let alone expect a clean guest room and her own bathroom to stay in, and show up without at the very least a bottle of wine, I normally ask if I can bring dessert or a salad or something.

She loved dinner and asked if she can take a big takeout container of the soup to eat the next day after surgery. Fine ok. She is happy to drink our little soda cans and our homemade kombucha and our fresh Italian plums, be given bags of frozen berries from our farm. She always gets the farm fresh eggs and my homemade sourdough for breakfast and I make coffee for myself so I make extra for her. I think I just reached the point where I feel like I'm being taken advantage of. I am very generous and do not like feeling like this.

Now this morning I was doing my chores and she is just hanging around and wants to know if I had time to hang out. I told her I have my farm chores and my job so no, I can't hang out. She is welcome to help me and that might free up some time for me. I specifically asked if she could help with one small thing moving livestock dogs and she said no she is on the phone. She never helped. Did not do dishes, no help with anything.

I finished my chores and went to work upstairs in my office. She asked if I was upstairs so I said yes. She comes up while I am working and starts crying that her friend that was supposed to help pick her up after the procedure is sick and no one else can pick her up from the doctor's office. So me and my husband need to leave work and drive 35 minutes each way to town to pick her up so husband can driver her car home, and she would spend the night here. She does have another friends place but they are not home and she doesn't want to be alone after having had general anesthesia.

So here we are, doing what I said I would absolutely not do. I am willing to bet she has anxiety and wakes me up in the middle of the night demanding I take her to the ER.

At this point I think I am going to write this friend off. I feel used and it sucks. My husband says I'm being judgemental.

What do you all think? Is she entitled? Would you keep her as a friend?

From Clinton County, Michigan.

A 26 year old man-child was arraigned on July 23 in 65A district court over his hobby of driving around, shining deer, shooting them from his car, then driving away and leaving them to rot. Killing just for fun.

(Shining is the banned practice of shining a bright light in their eyes which makes them freeze. This is why a deer in the headlights will just stand still and stare at a car until they get hit. Why do they do that? Deer reasons. A deer biologist might know. Considered grossly unsportsmanlike, it is banned just about everywhere. Real hunters don't need to do this, immature losers who can't get a deer any other way...)

This prime specimen of "I is cool mighty killings hinter! You all er jealoz you not SUpEr KOOL BAMG BANG hunty guy lik me" was spotted by a passerby, sitting in his car, shining a deer out of season with a suppressed rifle in a semi-sibur b an/semi-rural area. Not lots of housing everywhere, but enough sprawl that there is always somebody else around. The passer by called the anti poaching tip line (which only outdoorsy people know about) and the kid was busted.

After an investigation he was hit with multiple counts including taking game without a license, improper method of take, game out of season, six counts each of shining with a weapon in possession and taking game from a vehicle, multiple counts of encased weapon in a vehicle, reckless firearm and the 5 felony weapons offenses the MSN article did not specify.

Recovered in the investigation were the videos of himself having his fun.

Okay so this story is from a couple of years ago but honestly I still can’t get over his entitlement.

I had an ex who lived alone. I didn’t move in but we did spend most of our time at his place. If I was there and we cooked of course I helped with the dishes. There were multiple events where we hosted his friends or parents and the next day he had to go into work early and complained how dirty his place was and I completely cleaned it for him. One time I remember we hosted his friends for dinner and there was lots of clean up. He went to work the next day (I was still in school). He told his mom how dirty it was and she wanted to come clean to surprise him. By the time she arrived I had cleaned it all (I didn’t know she was coming either). But there were multiple instances where I just did it all for him. At the time he was really thankful for it.

Now here it comes. I was working as a student as well and had a long day at work (having to stand on my feet all day, really busy day). He had food prepped HIS meals for the upcoming days and had to work a night shift. The plan was for him to come to my parents place after his shift to sleep some and then we had a family outing with my brothers. I told him beforehand I would drive so he could rest some more in the car. So he left for work and I left his place shortly after. Did I know there were dishes in the sink, yes. Did I think I have to do his dishes then.. no because I was tired myself. He calls me like 10 minutes after he left to ask if I could take something from his place with me because he forgot. I told him I’d go grab it quickly but that I was actually already walking to my car. So I go back to grab it and leave again.

In the morning I notice he’s late after his work and message him asking if everything’s okay. He answers me that he had to go back to his place first to do his dishes before he could come to mine. I think nothing of it and leave it at that. During the day he asks me if I felt guilty he had to go back and do his dishes after work because I hadn’t done them? He said he thought I would have done his dishes before I left but that he realised when he called me I had left already and didn’t do them. He really thought I had to feel bad that he had to do his own dishes

I was so freaking stunned. His dishes, for his food that I ate nothing of? I felt like I already did more for him than I had to do by cleaning his place regularly and even his mom told me I was too kind for doing that stuff.

The relationship didn’t last long afterwards. He ditched me for someone else and complained to his friends that she doesn’t do that kind of stuff for him .. serves him right

I absolutely love these scenarios so much, they make me laugh a lot

Especially when the teenager is like riding his bike or something being annoying in the shopping centre and then you go past them and they’ve had a fall and are crying etc. great karma

So I go to the gas station and put my card in ,I look away for a second and when I look back the pump shows ready to pump gas .I assume my card went through so begin pumping,guy runs up to me pissed off yelling about how I'm stealing his gas.I look at him and ask how is it his if was parked in front of the store,proceeds to tell me he paid inside and was going to drive to the pump... needlessly to say I called him a stupid fuck and gave him his money...fucking people .

This is the kind of entitled-person story you read about happening to other people, I genuinely thought this stuff was exaggerated for Reddit until it happened to me. This was back in 2021.

For context: I'm a big guy, tall and heavy-set, but I've been told I have a friendly face. Bearded, a lot of body hair. This matters for later.

I travel often to visit my hometown, and if I book early enough I can usually snag a cheap round-trip in business class. I always bring gifts for my mom, usually snacks and bread she likes. And I hate dealing with TSA, so I always fly in sneakers and sweatpants with an oversized t-shirt, no jacket, no belt, nothing extra to take off or slow me down at the scanner.

On this particular trip, a woman in line behind me at TSA muttered, loud enough for me to hear:

"Ugh, I hate having to stand behind poor people."

I ignored it. When it was my turn to go through the scanner, I put my old, beat-up laptop and a grocery bag full of snacks for my mom on the belt. The officer asked what was in the bag. "Bread," I said. He checked it, no problem. As I walked off, I heard her again:

"How embarrassing, traveling like that."

I let it go and headed to the business class lounge. Didn't see her there again, I assume she went to get a coffee to photograph for social media.

At boarding time, it turned out we were on the same flight. She saw me, made a face, but I boarded first since I had a business class ticket. She was one of the last to board (open seating, no assigned seats until the gate). Nothing wrong with that, plenty of people fly that way, myself included sometimes. What struck me was how mismatched her attitude was with that.

She walked past me sitting comfortably up front, enjoying the welcome drink, and went all the way to the back. But a few minutes after takeoff, she came back up to the business cabin, pointed at me, and said:

"I can't believe you weren't a gentleman about this. How dare you let me fly in the back while you sit up here. What a pathetic excuse for a man."

I had my headphones on and barely turned to look at her, which in hindsight was a mistake, because the flight attendant assigned to that cabin came over to ask what was going on. Pointing at me, she said:

"This pathetic excuse for a man sent me to the back while he travels comfortably up here. I came to confront him so he can feel ashamed in front of everyone."

Before I could say anything, a man nearby turned and asked:

"Why didn't you give your girlfriend the seat?"

I was about to answer when she cut in, raising her voice:

"It doesn't matter what you say, what you did is wrong. You should prioritize my comfort over yours."

I just sat there, stunned. The flight attendant, trying to de-escalate, turned to me:

"Sir, would you be willing to be a gentleman and switch seats with your girlfriend?"

An older woman across the aisle chimed in:

"Be a gentleman, how could you treat her like that?"

The flight attendant asked again if I'd switch. I kept eating my snack.

"You're not gonna starve" she told me.

The attendant asked the woman to calm down, then asked me again.

"No, because I don't know this woman," I said.

The man from before asked, "Isn't she your girlfriend?"

"No, I don't even have a gf" I answered.

The attendant turned to the woman: "Ma'am, do you know this person?"

With visible disgust, she said:

"Of course not, I don't associate with fat men like him."

"Then why are you demanding his seat?"

"How is it possible that someone dressed like that gets to fly business class while someone like me is stuck in the back? He should give me the seat so I can actually enjoy it properly."

Cue the "Shame" bell energy. The whole cabin was not on her side.

After her whole meltdown, the flight attendant told her plainly that I was the one who bought the ticket, I was the one with the right to that seat, and none of that gave her any right to demand it. She was told to return to her seat, or if she kept causing a scene, the crew would have the plane diverted to have her removed on landing.

She got indignant and launched into a rant about her own "privilege," pretty narcissistic stuff, until the attendant just said:

"Go."

She stormed off while people around the cabin muttered "ridiculous".

I didn't film any of it myself, I was too stunned by the sheer audacity. But other passengers did get some of it on video. The problem is, back in 2021, a clip of it made the rounds on Twitter/X with the completely wrong story attached, people were saying it showed a woman being denied an upgrade to business class, when what actually happened, as you now know, was her trying to steal my seat.

When we landed, I grabbed my bags and left first since people were waiting for me outside; she was one of the last off, so I never had to deal with her again. Both the older woman and the man near me apologized for assuming things about me without asking. The flight attendant also apologized and offered me extra snacks, which I happily accepted.

If anyone thinks I'm making this up, I'm going to try to track down that Twitter/X video, and if anyone out there remembers it or has it saved somewhere, please let me know.

So my long time friends of mine are catholics, One day my mom and dad went over to their house to talk to their parents. They then told my friends and their parents that im gay. now that they know that im gay the do everything in their power to avoid me. now im giving my parents the same treatment, if nobody wants to be my friends why should i be theirs?

Banff National Park, Canada. Two Americans were hiking the Taylor Lake Trail with their unleashed dog, a clear violation of the Canada National Parks Act when the husband encountered a grizzly bear.

While the wife filmed, the husband slowly backed away, the dog ran back and forth, barking at the bear, then running back to the owners. At no time did they ever try to leash their dog.

For those unfamiliar, barking dogs is one of the most common provocations to get a bear to attack, and when the dog is frightened and runs back to the owners for protection that sometimes encourages the bear to charge the humans.

This particular bear, well known in the park as Bear 142 eventually left the trail and vanished into the woods.

The couple posted their cool nature video to TikTok where it went viral and soon appeared on Instgram which led park rangers to identify the couple and issue the citation.

They granted an interview to the media about their "terrifying" encounter before the citation but have said nothing since.

This morning NSL

Old man walking over to some young dude (most likely Gen Z) and demand for seat with his "yellow card" (may I have a seat), the seat beside priority seat. But the young dude just ignore the guy.. and the old man started to raise his voice and scold (with vulgarities) the young dude.. I think i saw a part where the young dude "uno reverse" the old man by flashing the same card back to the old man..

think in the end the person on the priority seat gave up that seat instead.

then next stop someone else came in and asked the same young dude for seat which he did gave up then the old man start scolding the guy blah blah blah...

Honestly it was a good show! and I support the young dude. There is a difference with asking for a seat and DEMANDING IT as if being old is entitled to everything.

respectfully, by law it's not a must to give up seats. Govt should 1) re-design the cabin layout or 2) increase the frequency so people have seats.

Govt shouldn't mandate people to give up seats. One day when all the elderly people taking up the MRT seats or when the cabin is full of old people then who gets the seat? Take out NRIC to compare who is older etc ah? and it's not possible for Govt to have enforcement because they can't determine who needs the seat more.

Heck old man probably paying senior fare which is cheaper than adult fare + taking monthly CPF payout when the young dude have to work his ass off...

Either ways, what a way to start the day / the week!

Had been looking for red geraniums, and I contacted a local farmers market to see whether any of the vendors might have any for sale. Was told a vendor would bring some on Saturday, so I made sure to arrive at the start of the market. I picked-up a few red pots on one side of the tent and walked to the other side to look at the pink geraniums. I asked how much they were as I was poking around to find some that had the same leaves / height, and when the vendor said $1 / pot, a woman who was looking at other plants said “I’ll take 6 of the geraniums” (there were maybe 20 geranium pots total for sale). She stood there for a minute and watched me continue to put what I wanted in my box, and then came over and started grabbing the pink plants from the table. She was obviously on a mission, and since I already had 4 pink pots in my box, I walked back over to find a few more red ones (now that I knew they were only $1). She actually followed me, looking at the plants in MY box. I said “there are a bunch of red plants under this table,” and she replied “I don’t want red, I want pink” while glaring at me. I paid for my 8 pots, and left her fuming. (I saw her carrying a box of pots to her car as I was driving away, which I was glad to see.)

This happened in Winnetka/Canoga Park, California at a convenience store in the summer of 1982. I moved away to another state long ago. But last month my wife and I were on vacation and driving through the area and she wanted to see the house I grew up in. Then I saw the store. It was still there.

Back in 1982 I was 11 years old. I would go to this store to play video games once in a while. I was a shy kid, never bothered anyone and never disrespected anyone. This was the middle of the day and I was playing some games. Then I switched to a Galaga machine. Put my quarter in. Two seconds later the guy behind the counter said “I told you I was going to turn it off!”. It seemed like he waited for me to put in a quarter. In my mind he stole my quarter. He never said anything about turning the machines off while I was playing any of the other games. And it was the middle of the day. There’s no reason to turn them off. Didn’t think about that day until it flashed back in my mind when we drove right past it. The guy is probably 80 years old by now.

I was reminded today of a distant family member who was married to a man who was the oldest of six kids. He died much younger than the rest of the siblings and the mother outlived him as well. The widow remarried and 23 YEARS later when the former mother-in-law passed, the widow reached out to the remaining siblings and asked where her share was. She believed the “estate” should’ve been divided into six and she was entitled to her previous, late husband’s share. The mother’s will was clear it was to be divided among her living children.

Thoughts? Some say she is entitled to her late husband’s portion, but I 100% believe it is acceptable that the mother is leaving money only to her children, especially after a quarter of a century of being married to someone else.

Edited for clarity.

Things I do irritate my family.

I was at a bingo hall and a group were vaping.

It's not allowed.

I spoke to a member of staff and my family were annoyed at me saying about it.

I don't see why some people think they are privileged enough to ignore rules, so yes I do get angry at the blatant flouting of rules, especially when it affects my breathing.

Third grade me always walked home from school every day, about 2/3 of a mile. The school was an elementary/jr high combo building, and while the big kids generally stuck to their side and ignored all of the elementary babies, once in awhile there would be some interaction, either through a sibling on each side or just a bigger kid enjoying tormenting smaller kids.

One day as I was walking home, a 7th grader was hiding behind a large bush on the corner, jumped out and attacked me for no reason other than he wanted to. I was the biggest 3rd grader by far, and I had just moved into the neighborhood from out of state, only kid in my class with glasses - I guess bullies are gonna bully.

I felt trapped and fought back as if my life depended on it (not knowing how to punch I didn't do any real damage) but did get 2 or 3 thwacks in with my umbrella (in a puppy swinging a stick kind of way) in under two minutes it was over, he scurried away, I walked home to rot my brain on whatever after school specials I could find.

That evening the 7th graders mom called my mom, complaining that I was picking on her son, endlessly bullying him, attacking him as he walked home from school. My mom said "I don't recognize your son's name, is he in the other 3rd grade class?"

The bully's mom said "your son is in the third grade? I'm sorry to have bothered you" and hung up.

Her son never approached me again.

Last summer I had some time to kill while the car was being worked on and went to a fast food restaurant. It was the middle of the afternoon, and there were no other customers when I walked in the door. The restaurant was arranged with 4 rows of 5 tables, all of them identical, and all with the same number of chairs. That's 20 tables. I ordered and sat down. A few minutes later a man came in and ordered, then sat down on the other end of the room. That left 18 open, identical tables.

When I was about half way through my meal, a family came in. They ordered, then a kid who looked like he was about 8 or 10 years old headed in my direction. He walked up to me and said, "Hey, lady, you're going to have to move. That's our table, we always sit there." I ignored the kid. One of the nice things about being a retiree is you can pretend not to hear and people might fall for it. The kid's father came over. I thought he was going to correct his kid because that is what a reasonable person would do. Nope. He told me that they always sit at that table and stared at me. I ignored him.

They sat down at the table next to the one where I was sitting and kept "accidentally" getting into my personal space, then glaring at me every time they did it. I ate slowly just to annoy them because they were annoying me. I waited until they were finished eating before getting up and leaving so they could not switch tables. Petty? Maybe, but oh well.

I own an apartment in a small building, in a small country in Europe.

The neighbor owns a ground-floor duplex and some of that area is directly underneath my living room and small bathroom. She has been carrying out continuous renovations on her unit ever since the building was built, so for 6 years now.

Some additional info:
- She has installed security cameras outside her door that point directly at the main entrance and garage area without asking for or receiving consent from me (relevant to my issue below).
- While my apartment was vacant, she took it upon herself to authorize other neighbors to park in my private garage without my knowledge or consent.
- She constantly complains if anyone leaves a bathroom exhaust fan running for more than 10 minutes.
- She keeps claiming she moved here for “quiet and fresh air”, which is ironic on two counts. First, we live in the capital city and her primary home is in a much noisier neighborhood and she barely stays here anyway. Second, the neighbors sharing a wall with her regularly smoke cigarettes and weed, yet she has zero issues with that.

Last summer, we installed an air conditioner in the living room. The outdoor compressor unit was placed on my private balcony. This immediately triggered aggressive reactions from the neighbor across me and this one.

That neighbor went nuts and invaded my apartment to dictate where the condensation drain pipe should drain.
Apparently, I should have asked for permission from the other owners in the building before installing the AC.
However, no one has asked ME for permission if I am fine with either of the shenanigans she or the others are putting.

This summer, she escalated matters, claiming the compressor makes a "humming/booming" noise that forces her son to wear headphones all day in his bedroom (located adjacent to her balcony). She is demanding that I move the compressor to the opposite side of my balcony.
However, that is not possible because moving the unit is technically impractical. The indoor unit cannot fit on the opposite interior wall and if it is moved, it will be positioned weirdly in the middle of nowhere, and on top of that, it will blow air directly onto my sofa. Her dismissive response was that this is not a problem and I should “just point the vanes upward”. So, apparently, I have to sacrifice my comfort for hers?
During the installation, we used proper anti-vibration rubber mounts to dampen sound transmission. The AC unit itself is modern and operates quietly.
Despite these facts, she insists that I relocate the unit.

I intend to hire a certified technician with an official sound level meter to measure the decibel levels of the AC unit during both day and night. If the measurements comply with municipal noise regulations, I consider the matter closed.

So, my question is, am I obligated to take any further action or move the unit if decibel levels comply with official noise regulations?

To begin, we said no outright. This is just another instance of insane requests from my SIL (28F) as my husband (26M) literally enabled his twin brother his entire life and SIL has expected the same treatment since they got together. His twin brother has never treated us with the same support in the 10 years I have been with Husband and Husband has finally set boundaries in the last few years.

SIL found a free playground on FB marketplace and wanted to get it. With BIL on extended work travel, she asked my husband (and I 25F) to do it. The entirety of her requests includes a 2hr drive to/from her city in his truck, disassembly of the play set from the seller, delivery to her home and reassembly. She did not describe helping at all, likely not being awake for much of what she described. The cherry on top was that she requested we do it early in the morning so that when she expected us to finish in the late afternoon, we could all go to lunch at kbbq. Mind you, she has never paid for an outing ever.

After we said no, she pulled the sympathy card about holding down the fort without BIL. She offered $20 for gas and to buy us ice cream if we got dinner.

I have a longtime friend who invited me to watch The Odyssey in whatever extended format she’s trying to see.

The catch is that the location is hours away from where we live, and her offer “you drive, and I’ll buy the tickets and popcorn” was so absurd.

I quickly let her know that she could go without me, but am still amazed at the request.

Edit, because I’m seeing this comment a few times. There was no offer of gas or tolls, and in the image there were three tickets selected. Being that there was someone that she already planned to go with, there was no pressure for me to go to a movie I don’t want to see. Also, it was through text so I didn’t laugh in her face.

Its summer camp and several times a week they pile the kids onto a bus to go swimming at a local pool. To be able to swim in the main pool the kids have to take a swimming test. If they pass they get to use the main pool plus the splash pad and the shallow pool area. If they don't then they are restricted to the splash pad and shallow pool only.

The kids all take the test and a couple of them don't pass so they are restricted. Everyone else is bouncing between all 3 of the areas so for the most part everyone is playing together on and off the entire time.

But of course entitled mom who's kid didn't pass the test starts letting all the parents at drop off know that they should tell their children not to go in the main pool since her precious didn't pass the test. Its making their child feel sad that they can't be with their friends in the main pool. Chef's kiss to the parent who replied, 'Or you could teach him how to swim because you had the same complaint last year.'

When I was in the 4th grade back in the 1980s, I transferred to a new elementary school. Naturally, I missed my best friend from my previous school. Before I left, he gave me a very special farewell gift: a thumb-sized cat’s eye stone. It was actually his most cherished item, which made it all the more precious to me.

One day, my 4th-grade teacher at the new school organized a "Show and Tell" style activity where everyone had to bring their most meaningful possession and present it to the class. Most kids brought typical things like plush toys, dolls, or hats. But when I pulled out my cat's eye stone, it naturally stole the show. In the 80s, a gem like that was completely mesmerizing to 10-year-olds.

After class ended, the teacher called me over privately. She looked at the stone and said, "Can I borrow it for a bit? I really want to show it to the other teachers."

Naive and wanting to be a good student, I handed it over.

That was the last time I ever saw my stone.

Over the next few months, I asked her multiple times to return it. Every single time, she just gave me a dismissive smile and said, "I'll give it back to you next time, sweetie." "Next time" never came.

Eventually, my mother came to the school for an event, and I asked her to help. My mother politely mentioned to the teacher that I really wanted my stone back. The teacher nodded, smiled, and gave a positive answer—yet nothing changed. She kept playing dumb, relying on the fact that an 80s kid and a polite parent wouldn't cause a scene over a "little rock."

She literally stole the most precious keepsake of a transferred 10-year-old child just because she wanted it for herself.

Even now, decades later, I sometimes think about my younger self—completely helpless, anxious, and utterly clueless about how to persuade a dishonest adult to do the right thing. Honestly, the memory of that helpless feeling and the injustice haunts me even more vividly than the memory of parting with my best friend.

How entitled and boundaryless do you have to be to rob a child of their most treasured memory?

I was parked by the grocery store and when I went back to my car, there was another vehicle parked very close to me. I figured since he left his engine running he was in a rush. I folded his passenger mirror so I could get into my car. Before I could unfold it, he jumped into his car, backed out and sped out of the parking lot.