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MamaMootz

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Re: ". . . And s/he was NOT invited back!" - share your rudest guest stories
« Reply #315 on: September 25, 2013, 02:54:14 PM »
heyyoume's story reminds me of a babysitter we used to have.  She wasn't a very good babysitter (she barely interacted with our kids), but she was all we could get one evening.  We came home unexpectedly early and found her downstairs in our study.  That was already a bit weird (the kids were asleep upstairs; why was she in the study, as opposed to, say, the livingroom)?  After she'd left, we found that she'd installed MSN Messenger on our computer (strike 1 - do NOT touch our computer, and strike 2, do NOT install software without asking us first).   Not only that, but because we'd gotten home before she'd expected us, she hadn't had a chance to close down her chat window, and we found that she was talking to a boy about - well, let's just say the same act that made Monica Lewinsky famous.   :o  Strike 3.

We didn't hire her again.

That one would have caused me to print out the chat transcript and get in touch with said babysitter's parents.
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Re: ". . . And s/he was NOT invited back!" - share your rudest guest stories
« Reply #316 on: September 26, 2013, 06:24:05 PM »
My DH's second cousins came to visit twice. Each time, I noticed more and more DVDs missing. We have over 1000, and have  spreadsheet to keep track of where they are stored in our place. Each visit, we would be missing 2-3 discs and cases and at least 3 more discs, but the cases were left. Biggest issue? Many of them were not available at the time they were taken, so we had to either do without or find a second hand copy to replace it.

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Re: ". . . And s/he was NOT invited back!" - share your rudest guest stories
« Reply #317 on: September 27, 2013, 05:52:58 AM »
The worst guest we've had was DH's cousin who came to visit three days(!) after I'd been discharged from hospital after having Baby Wolverine taken out manually.
I was in some serious pain (but I was also on good drugs so that helped a lot) and struggling with bf'ing. We were comp feeding Wolvie (so, as long on breast as she could handle then a formula top-up).
Cousin came over with her two terrors of children - aged two and four - who proceeded to terrorise our cats until they retreated to the roof of the fernery. They then demanded snacks and Cousin got upset when we didn't have anything 'kid appropriate' because "You've got a child now, you need to have snacks for kids to eat!" - please note. Baby Wolverine was less than 2 weeks old at this stage, not so much into snacks, yet.

She then proceeded to give me a lecture about bf'ing and how feeding Wolvie "like that" - ie, topping her up with formula - was going to "make her fat".

When she left (after three hours, when Husband said 'I think Drifter and Wolvie need to sleep, we'll see you at Christmas') Husband went to make Wolvie's bottle and discovered that the tin of formula had been up-ended into the bin, making it unusable.
This was a probably 7/8 full tin of formula that had cost $29.
Husband called his cousin and read her the riot act, and she decided to get sanctimonious about it, saying she had only done it 'for the good of the baby - Drifter's not trying hard enough to bf and having the formula in the house is going to make her lazy!'.

Yeah, we've double-checked the arrangements for Christmas so that we won't be at DH's aunty's place the same day as Cousin and her spawn. As have the rest of Husband's brothers and his parents. I'm proud to say that my MIL actually called her sister (Cousin's mum) and asked her what the hell her daughter was thinking when she did that. I didn't ask her to, in fact it was DH who told her the story in the first place, but I did get a lovely phone call from DH's aunty apologising for her daughters' behaviour.
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Re: ". . . And s/he was NOT invited back!" - share your rudest guest stories
« Reply #318 on: September 27, 2013, 06:12:44 AM »
WOW!!!  So glad to hear that at least the aunty set her daughter straight on that count, as having used formula before, I'd be livid if someone dumped my only container in the trash, as it's not cheap and this last time around I was not on WIC so we were paying for it ourselves.  :P Boy does that add up but I figured it was worth it for peace of mind. (previous bf'ing attempts were frustrating and stressful)

I wouldn't want that cousin around me either!
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Re: ". . . And s/he was NOT invited back!" - share your rudest guest stories
« Reply #319 on: September 27, 2013, 08:32:00 PM »
I had just moved into my very first apartment and I really liked it. No one had ever lived in it and I spent a lot of time decorating it and everything. I was quite pleased. Then, I invited this guy I was friends with at the time over and he brought a couple of friends who were visiting him. These guys were the type who thought they were so cool that everyone should just be overjoyed to be in their presence. They came in my apartment and wandered around eating my food and telling stupid stories. Then, one of them walked over to my bookshelf, grabbed my leather Bible that my Mom had got me (which was pretty expensive, not to mention, it was a *Bible*). He took it, held it up in the air, and said "This is what we think of Bibles!" and ripped it up right in front of me! My mouth dropped open and I was speechless! The guy that I had invited over, then said, "Uh, we better get going," and I said "Yeah, I think so." Man, that still makes me angry to think about it.

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Re: ". . . And s/he was NOT invited back!" - share your rudest guest stories
« Reply #320 on: September 28, 2013, 12:15:07 AM »
When she left (after three hours, when Husband said 'I think Drifter and Wolvie need to sleep, we'll see you at Christmas') Husband went to make Wolvie's bottle and discovered that the tin of formula had been up-ended into the bin, making it unusable.
This was a probably 7/8 full tin of formula that had cost $29.
Husband called his cousin and read her the riot act, and she decided to get sanctimonious about it, saying she had only done it 'for the good of the baby - Drifter's not trying hard enough to bf and having the formula in the house is going to make her lazy!'.

...y'know, my involuntary reaction to reading that was to say, out loud, a word that would get me in trouble if I posted it here. :P Good on you for standing up for yourselves, and good on Auntie!
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Re: ". . . And s/he was NOT invited back!" - share your rudest guest stories
« Reply #321 on: September 28, 2013, 12:26:33 AM »
siamesecat's story reminded me of one. Waaaay back in my uni days two friends and I were renting a house together. Since it was so convenient to town often friends would crash in our lounge room if they couldn't get home safely. We had no problem with this - the more the merrier!

Until the night that one friend bought a partner home with him. To our lounge room. The lounge room through which we had to pass to get ANYWHERE in the house (including the bathroom and kitchen) from our bedrooms. So we were essentially trapped in our rooms unless we wanted to see something we didn't want to see. One of my friends was eventually desperate enough to go to the bathroom that he *ran* through the lounge room, averting his gaze and mentally going "Lalalala". He heard enough to confirm our suspicions though. Mind you, this was the next morning so they didn't even have alcohol as an excuse. Yeah, he didn't stay at our house after that.

Of course these days I'd be more likely to just interrupt and kick them out but we were fresh out of high school and all raised in fairly conservative families so we had no clue what we could do.
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Re: ". . . And s/he was NOT invited back!" - share your rudest guest stories
« Reply #322 on: September 28, 2013, 02:16:12 AM »
When I was in college, I shared an apartment with a friend of mine.  One of our first nights there, we had a small party with a few friends and a fair bit of alcohol.

One of the guests was a guy I was sort of seeing.  He...overindulged, for starters.  To the point of vomiting and then passing out in our only bathroom.  Since he was kind of a big guy, physically picking him up and moving him was not really possible.  Prior to this he had also been hitting on one of the female guests and making her uncomfortable.

'Sort of seeing' turned into 'yeah, I don't think we can even be friends now, g'bye'.

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Re: ". . . And s/he was NOT invited back!" - share your rudest guest stories
« Reply #323 on: September 28, 2013, 08:39:44 AM »
We had DH's coworker and then fiance over for lunch at our first house.  The house was small and 50 years old but we could afford it and were fixing it up ourselves. 

Fiance kept saying she "would never buy a house with..." in every room.  At the end of the "tour" she said she'd never buy a house over 10 years old, so small and in such an old neighborhood  (Well, lucky we aren't forcing you to buy it!).

By the end of the visit I was done with her.  Coworker was lovely and seemed embarrassed, but we did not ask them to stay for a movie or snacks or anything.  We never had them over again.

And oh yeah, the eventual marriage lasted two years.  Don't know how he lasted so long.
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« Reply #324 on: September 28, 2013, 10:31:15 AM »
When she left (after three hours, when Husband said 'I think Drifter and Wolvie need to sleep, we'll see you at Christmas') Husband went to make Wolvie's bottle and discovered that the tin of formula had been up-ended into the bin, making it unusable.
This was a probably 7/8 full tin of formula that had cost $29.
Husband called his cousin and read her the riot act, and she decided to get sanctimonious about it, saying she had only done it 'for the good of the baby - Drifter's not trying hard enough to bf and having the formula in the house is going to make her lazy!'.

...y'know, my involuntary reaction to reading that was to say, out loud, a word that would get me in trouble if I posted it here. :P Good on you for standing up for yourselves, and good on Auntie!

I've got to say, the dumping of formula is bad enough... but the follow up would leave me tempted to cut direct.  That's abominable... and this coming from someone who doesn't like formula at all (fortunately, since I'll never be using it, my opinion matter not one whit.)
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Re: ". . . And s/he was NOT invited back!" - share your rudest guest stories
« Reply #325 on: September 28, 2013, 01:45:32 PM »
When she left (after three hours, when Husband said 'I think Drifter and Wolvie need to sleep, we'll see you at Christmas') Husband went to make Wolvie's bottle and discovered that the tin of formula had been up-ended into the bin, making it unusable.
This was a probably 7/8 full tin of formula that had cost $29.
Husband called his cousin and read her the riot act, and she decided to get sanctimonious about it, saying she had only done it 'for the good of the baby - Drifter's not trying hard enough to bf and having the formula in the house is going to make her lazy!'.

...y'know, my involuntary reaction to reading that was to say, out loud, a word that would get me in trouble if I posted it here. :P Good on you for standing up for yourselves, and good on Auntie!

I've got to say, the dumping of formula is bad enough... but the follow up would leave me tempted to cut direct.  That's abominable... and this coming from someone who doesn't like formula at all (fortunately, since I'll never be using it, my opinion matter not one whit.)

I'm pretty sure I know the answer, but did she at least reimburse you for the property she destroyed? 

Either way, that's enough to get a "How dare you; we're done" reaction.

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Re: ". . . And s/he was NOT invited back!" - share your rudest guest stories
« Reply #326 on: September 29, 2013, 08:22:12 AM »
When she left (after three hours, when Husband said 'I think Drifter and Wolvie need to sleep, we'll see you at Christmas') Husband went to make Wolvie's bottle and discovered that the tin of formula had been up-ended into the bin, making it unusable.
This was a probably 7/8 full tin of formula that had cost $29.
Husband called his cousin and read her the riot act, and she decided to get sanctimonious about it, saying she had only done it 'for the good of the baby - Drifter's not trying hard enough to bf and having the formula in the house is going to make her lazy!'.

...y'know, my involuntary reaction to reading that was to say, out loud, a word that would get me in trouble if I posted it here. :P Good on you for standing up for yourselves, and good on Auntie!

I've got to say, the dumping of formula is bad enough... but the follow up would leave me tempted to cut direct.  That's abominable... and this coming from someone who doesn't like formula at all (fortunately, since I'll never be using it, my opinion matter not one whit.)

I'm pretty sure I know the answer, but did she at least reimburse you for the property she destroyed? 

Either way, that's enough to get a "How dare you; we're done" reaction.

No, we didn't get reimbursed from Cousin, but Aunty came over and apologised in person for Cousin's actions, apparently is sneakier than I give her credit for because I didn't even notice her going into the kitchen where she noted what formula we were using and got us a fresh tin which she dropped off the next day.
I'm sad to say that Cousin used to be a lovely person, until she divorced her first husband not long before I married my Husband, and then took up with her new beau. He has been an horrific influence on both her and her child, and it's almost sad to see that Cousin's ex-husband actually has a better rel@tionship with Cousin's family (including us!) than Cousin herself has.
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Re: ". . . And s/he was NOT invited back!" - share your rudest guest stories
« Reply #327 on: October 03, 2013, 11:59:08 AM »
Back when DH was BF, I had my best friend and her SO over (don't remember if they were just dating or engaged by then)

Anyway, I had really good hearing and was rather squicked out by them being all over each other while we were trying to visit with them. I could hear her whispering highly inappropriate things to him. (inappropriate for me to hear anyway. I'm pretty sure she didn't realize I could hear it and I was too embarrassed to say anything)

Well their game of touchy-feely kept progressing until she asked me to borrow my Mother and Dad's bed!  :-X (I still lived at home and parents were out of town)

I had no spine at the time and let them use the bed, while BF and I went to my room since it was on the opposite end of the house. I could hear WAY more than I wanted, even then, so we left and got some ice cream.

Put a sign on the bedroom door to keep my brother from walking in on them if he came home before I got back. Didn't invite them over again but we are still friends.

Got to here and realized I had nearly the same thing happen to -- well, near -- me once. I was visiting my old college shortly after I graduated, and visiting with one of my friends (J) one Saturday night -- there was another sophomore (N)  in the dorm room, and a prospective student.

It was a four-way conversation, but soon N and the prospective began flirting as though J and I weren't in the room -- and then doing more than flirting -- and then lying down and beginning to do other things entirely, which involved the removal of their clothes.

I was stunned -- this was a college dorm room, after all, maybe 100 square feet all told, and it;s not like it wasn't obvious J and I were still in the room. J herself, being a bit faster on her feet than I was, grabbed my shoulder and pulled me out of the room, fast enough that she didn't even have time to grab her shoes.

J and I ran across N and the prospective the next morning. N didn't want to talk. The prosepctive was grinning and unapologetic.

J kept talking to N, if i recall, but he was never allowed in her dorm room again.

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Re: ". . . And s/he was NOT invited back!" - share your rudest guest stories
« Reply #328 on: October 03, 2013, 02:22:20 PM »
siamesecat's story reminded me of one. Waaaay back in my uni days two friends and I were renting a house together. Since it was so convenient to town often friends would crash in our lounge room if they couldn't get home safely. We had no problem with this - the more the merrier!

Until the night that one friend bought a partner home with him. To our lounge room. The lounge room through which we had to pass to get ANYWHERE in the house (including the bathroom and kitchen) from our bedrooms. So we were essentially trapped in our rooms unless we wanted to see something we didn't want to see. One of my friends was eventually desperate enough to go to the bathroom that he *ran* through the lounge room, averting his gaze and mentally going "Lalalala". He heard enough to confirm our suspicions though. Mind you, this was the next morning so they didn't even have alcohol as an excuse. Yeah, he didn't stay at our house after that.

Of course these days I'd be more likely to just interrupt and kick them out but we were fresh out of high school and all raised in fairly conservative families so we had no clue what we could do.

I have to admit I wasn't this "polite" when my housemates and I ran into this problem.

Three females and I (all college students at the time) shared a house.  Three of us each had a bedroom in the house and the fourth, whose parents owned the house, had the guesthouse in the backyard.  We had a party, and one of our guests (who was also a friend and fellow college classmate) wanted to be alone with his girlfriend in one of our bedrooms as they both still lived at home (we were all either adult teens or in our early twenties at the time).  I said no (I recall my answer being something like, "If anyone is going to be intimate in my bedroom, it's going to be ME so, sorry, but NO."  I told him he could try asking the others and didn't think anything of it until near the end of the party.

I was too drunk to drive and some of our guests needed a ride home.  GuesthouseHousemate said she was fine and would give everyone a ride; she just needed to retrieve her keys from her room so she went out to the guesthouse to do this.  A couple of minutes later, she comes rushing back into the house.

GH -- "David and Donna are in my room making out!"
Me -- "Oh, you actually told David he could use your room?  The rest of us all told him no."
GH -- "NO!  David said he needed to talk to Donna alone and asked if he could use my room for privacy so I said yes."
Me -- "Yeah, David was lying.  David asked each of us if he could use our bedrooms to play scrabble with Donna, and we all said no."
GH -- "Well, my keys are in there, and I can't get them."
Me -- "I'll get them.  I don't care; we need to get these people home.  Where are your keys?"
GH -- "They're on my dresser."

I went out to the guesthouse and could immediately see what was going on through the door (it was a glass-paneled door with sheer fabric over the glass so you could see in easily when the light was on in there).  While David and Donna had not quite reached the full-on scrabble stage (they were fully dressed), they were lying on GH's bed and kissing pretty intensely -- David's hand was clearly somewhere I didn't need to see.  Now, keep in mind, I was really drunk so, if sober, I might've not been so "brave."  I actually didn't pause once I reached the door.  I saw what was going on the moment before I charged in.  I averted my gaze, said "excuse me," grabbed the keys and turned around leaving immediately.  I went straight back to the house and handed GH her keys.  Everyone asked me if David and Donna had stopped, and I said, "Oh, no; they were still fooling around."  Right after that sentence came out of my mouth, the sliding door to the backyard swung open and Donna came charging through the house, through the room without a word to us and out the front door.  Her face was stormy, and she didn't look at any of us.  David was a few steps behind her and didn't say anything to us as he followed her out the door.  We all just looked at each other and started laughing.  I think I just shrugged and said, "Well, they never had permission to be making out in anyone's bedroom; if they want privacy, they can make out in his car."

I don't think we ever saw her in our house again.  David definitely didn't try to use one our bedrooms again as his scrabble arena.  I talked to him about it later because I was wondering if she were angry given the stormy look on her face (not that I cared; I was just curious).  David said Donna was angry at HIM but, otherwise, extremely embarrassed and wanted to leave the house ASAP (I told him she should've been as he had lied to GH in order to use her bedroom).  David, oddly, wasn't mad at me (again, not that I cared as he lied to get what he had wanted).  That was 18.5 years ago (and I'm FB friends with David so, no, I don't think he ever held it against me as we were always just fine after that).

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Re: ". . . And s/he was NOT invited back!" - share your rudest guest stories
« Reply #329 on: December 08, 2013, 11:56:12 PM »
I've only had one guest since living by myself without roommates, and thankfully the only annoyance was that he didn't put the toilet seat down (I'm female, so that would have been nice...) I have a few stories from when I had roommates, all minor in comparison to things you guys have posted.

1) The guest who would not leave. After following me home from a club we were both in, it took forever for me to convince a new acquaintance to leave so that I could work on my homework/ study for exams. I think it ended up being a couple of hours because I had no (polite) spine.

2) The complainer. I had three roommates and one of them and her boyfriend were quite messy. One guest came over unannounced (mutual friend) and proceeded to complain loudly about the state of our living room, which honestly wasn't that bad at the time. He also looked pointedly at me while complaining, stating that girls' apartments should be cleaner. I gave him a firm talking to about how I had three roommates and did he think I was supposed to clean up after others' messes all the time? Also, it shouldn't matter whether the apartment belongs to boys or girls.

3) Relative complainers. The year before, the three of us cleaned up really well for a fourth roommate's relatives to sleep over. They apparently complained behind our backs because it wasn't spotless. When the three of us were annoyed, 4th roommate defended the comments by saying, ''We're German!''  ??? Still not appreciated. For a two-bedroom apartment occupied by 4 extremely busy university students, it looked pretty darn good!