Our car was stolen in June and then returned to us at the end of July. It’s being worked on and my husband has had to tell our neighbor’s mother who visits she can no longer park in our parking spot.

All well and good until today when I am coming home from some errands. The lady is on our stoop asking for my husband and if there is a way he can extend her parking allowance in our spot.

She explains she is moving into the townhouse next to us to help care for her grandkids and she sees that our car as a lost cause. She has said that us losing our car was great so she can park closer to the townhouse and not have to park on the street.

What I told her and what my roommate/landlord has told her is thus, “the car is being returned and enstated in October and you have until then to make arrangements.” This woman who I am assuming has NO SENSE of reality said the chances of our car ever working is nil and that we should just GIVE HER the parking spot. (Our townhouses have assigned parking and guest parking spots are adjacent)

I told her she has to wait till my husband comes home and talk to him. She literally said she won’t talk to him and will just take the spot whenever she wants regardless if we get our car working or not.

(Car is currently at my husband’s father’s being worked on)

I know it seems petty but I am considering calling a tow truck the next time she does this. – Reddit

Hopefully someone gave those gentlemen a nice cup of tea and put it on the lady’s tab.

My husband and I were at a casual restaurant we go to a lot and it sounded like a TV playing. I look over and 3 tables a way is a couple eating. The woman had her phone propped against her water glass and was having a LOUD conversation with the phone while she ate. I could hear everything.

How fricken rude.

So I got up and went over to the offending table. I put my face over the table so the person in the phone could see me.

Me: “Hi! How are you? I figured since I could hear the conversation at my table, I would I introduce myself! Hi, I’m Nancy! So nice to meet you.”

Then I went back to my table.

I was very disappointed that they discontinued their conversation shortly after. – Reddit

I F28 met my soon to be wife 35 Noa when she moved to my country for work. She was freshly divorced but has a little girl who is 5 called Lena. Lena is the sweetest and it’s been wonderful getting to know her. Noa divorced her husband after realising she was gay and he ran for the hills stating he didn’t want anything to do with her or Lena in case she ‘passes it on’ whatever the f* that means.

I proposed to Noa 10 months ago as I know she’d be too nervous to. It wasn’t extravagant I just asked her over dinner with Lena’s blessing. We’ve agreed we want it simple and intimate for the wedding. Her first wedding was big and she hated it. So just family and close friends. My parents have offered to give us some money to help towards it even though we’ve reassured them it isn’t going to be a big affair. But they wanted Lena to get a pretty flower girl dress and wanted to pay for my dress and whatever Noa will wear (probably a suit).

Enter my entitled younger sister Kate 25 who acts like she and her bf are engaged but he’s too scared to actually ask her. She’s the golden child, spoilt and gets whatever she wishes. She’s made some remarks about Noa already having a child and being a divorce but I told her to lose the ignorance. Just because she decided to stay in our small home town and not expand her personality doesn’t mean she can say sh*t like that.

Over dinner last night she started whining how I didn’t need any money and she’s didn’t know why we were bothering with a wedding when Noa has done it all before. But has suddenly decided she’s gay and wants to have another go at marriage with a woman. This is something Noa is insecure about so I get protective of her. Kate went on to say that she could resume her first wedding dress and started cackling. Her bf looked embarrassed and my parents told her to be quieter but no one said anything else. My parents have come to me and said it made sense to them if they give more money to my sisters wedding fund as it will be her first and only wedding (not even engaged yet). Totally ignoring the fact that I’ve never been married.

I told them to keep all of their money as it wasn’t welcome if they were going to shame my wife and step daughter. We are perfectly able to fund it on our own. – Reddit

Brother, drop the ego. It’s not that big and we all know it.

A little over 5 years ago, my brother started dating Maria, my (now) fiance. 3 months after they started dating, they set me up with her (now ex) best friend, Jen. The 4 of us did a lot together since the girls were best friends. Turk and Maria dated for a year, and Jen and I dated for 9 months. At the end of our relationship, I came home early and found Turk and Jen in my bed. After I processed the situation, I called Maria because I’d want to know if I was in her place. She came over, and we confronted Turk and Jen. They dumped us, and I found out 2 days later, started dating each other. It broke me. I came home to find my brother with my girlfriend only to run off with her. I had to move back in with my parents. It was infuriating because they kept talking about how happy Turk and Jen were. Throughout the next couple of months, Maria and I started talking. We were two people in similar sh*ty situations, and we found some comfort in each other. 4 months after we got dumped, Maria and I officially started dating. 6 months after we got dumped, Turk found out that Jen was cheating on him and she left him for the other guy (I actually only found this out today from reading Turks post). Maria would get the occasional message from Turk, trying to reconnect but she ignored him.

Anyway, moving on to now. Maria and I are engaged and getting married in September. My parents were invited until my mom called me and threatened to not come if I didn’t invite Turk. I told her to not bother coming regardless. In my mother’s eyes, Turk can do no wrong. Our relationship isn’t the greatest but it was somewhat decent. After I uninvited my parents (I only uninvited my mom but my dad texted me and said he’s not coming if my mom isn’t) Turk blew up my phone trying to get ahold of me. This is the first time he’s even tried reaching out to me in 4 years.

Like I said before, Turk posted about this situation here on reddit aswell and apparently my parents told him that Maria and I were getting married and that started this whole thing of them getting uninvited. He’s stopped calling me but he’s blowing up my phone with texts begging me to re-invite my parents and possibly give him an invite. – Reddit

Don’t even think of driving a thousand miles to ask for an apology.

I took my 12-year-old daughter to a minor-league baseball game. Before the game she met several players and got their autographs on a ball. They were signing for everyone, so numerous kids got the same thing.

Later in the game we got up to get food and I told my daughter the ball would be safe tucked inside our stuff left under the seat. No one else was sitting near us and I’ve left stuff like that before many times.

A couple innings after we returned, my daughter noticed her ball was missing. I looked around and saw a kid two rows behind us holding two autographed balls. One of them had red signatures on it and we were the only ones I saw with a red marker. I got up and made my way back to him and said “excuse me” and the dad immediately said “oh, he found this” and the kid handed it back to me. I hadn’t even asked for the ball back so they made it obvious they knew what they had done. Mind you, the kid already had his own signed ball. Nice job by the dad raising a thief. – Reddit

Think twice next time before going all swag at the bar.

Since tickets for “Oppenheimer” were incredibly hard to get in my area for some reason, I ended up having to see this movie by myself at 9:30pm on Saturday night. Not incredibly convenient for me, but I really wanted to see it, and at least at that hour there won’t be too many kids.

So I show up, grab some skittles and a soda and go sit down. A few minutes into the previews, Karen shows up, walks to what is apparently her seat, decides she doesn’t like that one, and walks back to my aisle and starts bitching at the person sitting about 3 seats to my left that she should have that seat. (This is one of those theaters with the snazzy reclining seats and enough room that people don’t have to stand up to let you through.) The person to my right starts filming her, and I sit up to watch.

She’s on a tear about how this guy needs to give her the premium seat that he reserved in advance.

He needs to “respect his elders.”

He needs to “show respect to women.”

He needs to “stop using cancel culture on her just because she’s white.” (It should be noted that he was too.)

He needs to “stop being a lazy, entitled millenial.”

The reason she gave that this guy needs to give up his seat?

She had to go through Atom Bomb drills in elementary school, so she “deserves to have a good view for this movie.”

I grab my phone and call the theater, the person on the other end of the line can hear her, says “let me guess, theater 4? Security will be there in a second, you’re our fifth call.”

They show up, escort her out of the theater, and the rest of us watched the movie in peace. – Reddit

I was going to park in a handicapped spot (I have a placard due to mobility issues) and before I could pull in, another car takes the spot. No big deal since I was feeling ok today so I parked a few spots down, got my walker out, and was walking by the offending car. As I’m walking by, someone shouts “I took your spot old man!” and laughed. I’m 52. His friends in the car laughed too. I looked up and it’s my rich, entitled nephew. He didn’t recognize me and he has a small Toyota car which didn’t stick out to me at all. The look on his face once he realized it was me was priceless. We have a family get together next week so this could be fun. – Reddit

When my grandmother was diagnosed with cancer she opted for no treatment. She had watched her husband go through chemo, radiation and surgery and he was miserable the whole time. She didn’t want that for herself. Her family supported her. Over the next year, she gifted items to family and friends; told us to write our names on the things we want, take what we wanted, etc. There were conditions: No, you can’t have that, it’s a family heirloom meant to go to Aunt and her kids; or to Dad and his kids. We all knew what those items were and who they were going to so that was easily settled after she died.

The house was inherited by my father who very suddenly and unexpectedly passed away two weeks later. I inherited the house at that point.

The next door neighbor (we’ll call him Todd) came over several times, upset that he and his kids (21F, 19M) weren’t invited to Grandma’s funeral (there wasn’t one, we were all too busy reeling from my father’s death), weren’t presented with a copy of the will (it only included family members) and he KNEW Grandma loved his kids like her own (she didn’t, she complained about them coming over all the time, stealing her water to fill their pool and she had to tell them to stop calling her Grandma). He wanted to know if I would allow his kids to go through the house to see if there was anything they’d like to take to remember her by.

Okay, first, dude. My grandma died four weeks ago. And, dude, my dad died two weeks ago.

I thought he was awfully rude but I offered to let them go through the boxes I had packed that I was planning to donate and he was offended!! I mean, mortified!! He said his daughter and son had their hearts set on some items that were family heirlooms and I literally laughed at him. I explained they were family heirlooms and would be staying with me and two of the items had already gone home with my brother. He said “My kids were her family and she would have gifted those to them. They should have been included along with everyone else when everything was divided up.”

Keep in mind that none of us knew this guy or his kids other than “the neighbors next door”. They were never at any family gatherings that were held at her house and the only time I ever heard her talk about them was when she was complaining about them. Especially when she caught them using BOTH her hoses to fill up their pool and then came over complaining because she had put locks on the outdoor faucets!

Luckily, Todd’s house was in foreclosure and he moved away about a year later. – Reddit

I’m at the beach with a friend, CC and her son and his friends. The guys are all around 30 years old.

My friend’s son gets up and goes into the ocean and that’s when entitled woman (EW)walks over to my friend

EW: is that your son that just went in the water?

CC: Yes, why?

EW: Can you ask him and his friends to stop staring at my daughters? Your son is quite a bit older than my daughters and it’s making them uncomfortable. (EW points to three girls in bikinis aged 14-20 ish)

CC: bursts out laughing. No, I’m not going to tell them to stop bc I feel sure they’re not staring at your daughters since my son and his friends are all gay.

EW blushes, stammers and walks away. – Reddit

You know what, yes, call him sir while you’re at it.

Most grocery stores here in Canada have a few “expectant mother’s” parking spaces that are intended for pregnant women, or parents with babies to use. They are generally closer to the door usually beside the handicapped spaces or cart carrel.

I am currently 7 months pregnant and was following a Lexus into the parking lot and I planned to use one of these spaces, the Lexus ahead of me took this space. I didn’t think much of it and parked about 4-5 spaces down from it.

As I’m walking into the store the woman in the Lexus, mid 60’s, saw that I was very visibly pregnant and says “oh I’m so sorry I didn’t realize” and laughed at me.

I’m hormonal and it probably wasn’t necessary but I responded with “you’re obviously not that sorry since you parked in a spot you shouldn’t have!”

She proceeded to get about a foot from me and scream at me “f* you, you’re not entitled to this spot”

I was caught off guard and started crying (not proud of this but the hormones are intense sometimes)

Thankfully bystanders don’t like it when people yell and physically intimidate a pregnant lady and about 5 people came over to rip her a new one. Telling her she’s way out of line and I’m the only person they see who is entitled to the space. One gentleman (my hero)actually called her a Karen she got back into her car and left. – Reddit

Think about it. They can get away because of those deep pockets.

My 30F husband 27M and I live in a closed street of small houses. Each house has a parking spot , plus most people owning more than 1 car park in parallel infront of their house. We didn’t own a car because we both worked from home and hate driving, plus public transport here is not so bad. We have a neighbor who owns 3 cars, so obviously he has no space to park them all at his house. He asked our next door neighbor (we can call him EN) if he could park outside of her house (she also does not drive) and she said yes, but EN , in order to not block his other car, parks all the way in front of my driveway. Tbh, I would not have minded if he had asked, but the fact that he just does it annoys me. Also, my family comes to visit often and if they come by car, he usually is blocking and we have to ask him to move (and every time he gets mad as if we were asking for a favor). Anyway, I got a nice promotion that involved in person work 3 times a week, so we decided it was time to get a car. We bought a nice practical one and got it in our park space. Well, next morning the guy was blocking my exit. I rang his doorbell like crazy (it was 6am) and when he finally came out I asked him to move, and to not park there anymore. He got defensive and said that my neighbor let him park infront of her house, to what I answered “yes but this is MY HOUSE, and if you block my entrance again I’m gonna remove your car”. He moves and the next day he is blocking again. We realize he left the car open so we let the hand break lose and push the car to the middle of the street, infront of his driveway. I put a note on his windshield saying “next time it’s a tow truck”, put tape over his doorbell so it continues ringing and I left as quickly as I could . He hasn’t said anything but he hasn’t parked there anymore. – Reddit

Ok so for some background I’m F29 (English), and I live in Italy with my fiancé M37 Marco (Italian) & our daughter 5 months old, willow. I moved to Italy after graduating medical school, where I met Marco, and now I’m a resident in one of the hospitals.

My father is a crap dad, left my mum and me and has been very inconsistent, he married Tammy when I was young and she has never liked me & she was also never able to have kids.

So when I gave birth my mums side of the family came over to visit and meet Willow and look after both of us. Nothing from my dad or Tammy. So two weeks ago they turn up unannounced claiming to be ‘in the area on holiday’ and wanted to meet Willow. She was getting a bit fussy and she combination fed but as I was home I grabbed a cover and let her latch onto me. Tammy says the breastfeeding will have to stop soon, I’m confused and ask her why and she said it couldn’t be kept up when Willow is with them. Now I’m even more confused and I ask what is she on about. She shows me photos of a baby room and says that we should split custody of Willow and not to worry and she has everything set up already.

I just stare at her but she carries on. Claiming that the age gap between myself and Marco is unhealthy for a child to grow up with, saying it was obvious I needed help and she was happy to, and mostly that I was obviously more bothered about working than staying home with my baby so I should just let her have Willow. But obviously she wasn’t able to breastfeed so we would have to stop that now. I tell her she can’t be serious and think I’m giving her my baby and she tells me to calm down, she’s not asking for full custody but she could provide a much calmer and stabler home and that I could always visit. She said it’s what she deserves.

Marco pushed everyone out and made sure willow and I were alright. Since then I’ve been really weirded out and been getting texts from my father saying I need to let Tammy prove herself as a good caregiver and Tammy has been sending loads of photos of the nursery she has mad – Reddit

My husband, myself and our almost 2 year old were eating breakfast at a very small mom and pop diner that had 8 tables and two waitresses. My husband and I were done eating and had paid the bill. My little toddler was of course taking her sweet time and still eating and we were contentedly sipping our coffees. A rush of people started coming in the door and their wait times gradually increasing with each new table added to the waitlist. People waited outside on this day and the waitresses offered them cups of coffee while they waited. A woman entered and said “I’ll sit here” and gestured to our table. The waitress said, “ there are other people ahead of you” the woman argued back “what people? Where are they!” And the waitress said “they might be walking outside. Can I offer you a cup of coffee to take outside?” And the entitled woman responded “you can put the cup of coffee at this table (again gesturing to our table that we are still occupying). This continued on before finally the woman agreed to be added to the waitlist. It was so annoying, I felt bad for the busy waitress to have to deal with her on top of trying to do the rest of her job. – Reddit

I was on a recent flight from Iceland to Canada and minutes before take off, literally as the hostess was doing safety demonstration, a girl jumps out of her seat and interrupts her to tell her she forgot her purse in the airport with her passport in it asking if she can just go and get it. She was hyperventilating. The hostess asks her to sit down and calm down and she goes to inform the crew. Then another crew member comes over and lo and behold the story changes into “no i have my passport , but i need the purse because i have medication in it”.

They ask her what type of medication maybe they have it on board with her then she snaps back at them telling them “it doesn’t matter what medication”, and that she needs her purse full stop and she “cant have this conversation right now”. Wtf!

later they informed her that ground crew searched the gate where the girl told them the purse would be but they found nothing. Then it got worse when her “brother” jumped screaming at the crew saying he can go and look for it. We were literally in take off position away from the gate. The crew informed him that they cant allow him to do that then he charged out of his seat demanding to speak to the pilot saying “im a pilot and i know what can be done” the audacity!!

45 mins in the guy comes back, grabs his carry ons and his sister, and left the plane after making pathetic little speech saying his sister “could not have survived the flight without the medication”. At this point everyone else on the flight was like just GTFO dude no one wants to hear that sh*t.

Later on the captain informed the passengers that they were kicked off the plane because the purse was found, but there was no medication in it. And then the crew had to manually confirm the belongings of everyone on the plane to make sure these two did not leave anything suspicious behind, causing everyone to freak out over a potential security threat considering the BS story the two morons told.

The whole ordeal caused the flight a delay by an hour or so but it was infuriating to see how rude they were to the lovely crew and how entitled they thought they were to everyones time. It was a packed flight with families and kids on board. She probably just didn’t want to lose her purse knowing that if she made up a whole sob story they would just go get her bag and hand it to her no questions asked. – Reddit

I used to work at a little convenience store in a very small town. Every customer was a regular. I had this one kid who was about 12 years old. He came every school day on his bike. He bought a chocolate milk and a thing of cheese crackers every day. The total at the time was $2.08 after tax, USD. The kid always paid in change like it came out of his piggy bank.

One day he came in with this look that said he had a really bad day. He shuffled through the store and grabbed his usual but was short about 10 cents. He went to put his crackers up and I pulled a dime out of my pocket, smiled at him saying he’s all good and enjoy his snack. The kid thanked me and left looking quite a bit happier. The next customer was a regular as well but was a man in his fourties wanting his usual pack of cigarettes. I ring him up and tell him the total. He smiles and says, “well, aren’t you paying for it?” I tell him no. He proceeded to yell at me that if I’m buying customers stuff that I should pay for his cigarettes.

There is a line of customers behind him that saw what had happened with the kid. I tell him there is a difference between helping a kid who is slightly short for after school snack and a full grown man trying to force a woman to buy his smokes. He starts yelling at me about favoritism and I look him in the eyes and tell him, “yeah, and?” He proceeds to yell insults at me before I simply grab his cigarettes and put them back on the shelf. The guy is like, “what are you doing!?! I’m buying those!” I respond, “Not today and not from me, please leave.”

He starts to reach across the country when I step back. Now it important to note that I was about seven months pregnant at the time and stepping back revealed my pregnant belly, I’m short so the counter typically hid this feature. I wasn’t doing it to reveal anything, I was just getting out of reach. The customers behind him started to almost riot about him attacking a pregnant woman for helping a kid. The guy was no longer a regular. He left in a huff and every customer behind him started a “after school snack fund” for the kid. Started with the first guy putting an extra dollar on the counter for the kid and it just kept going till I set a jar. The kid had free chocolate milk for almost a month before I had to go on maternity leave. – Reddit

Tonight I met my friends new (American) girlfriend. And wow. Just wow. She is achingly beautiful, utterly stunning in fact, but she’s also the most entitled and idiotic person I have ever met. And I’ve met Boris Johnson.

In the space of three hours Scarlett O’TrailerTrash told me

1. She’s part Welsh, as her family originally came from Edinburgh
2. It’s racist of me to refer to my father as Spanish and that “Hispanic is the proper term, actually” (he was literally born in Spain)
3. That I would have to tone down my Welsh accent when she and my friend have children, because “it’s just not refined and I want my babies to be refined” (They’ve been dating for about 6 weeks and she’s from Alabama)
4. That she thought she may as well move to England, since she was “already paying for the England economy”
5. That she could stay in the country indefinitely without a visa. “I’m white and I’m practically English, why would they ask me to leave?”
6. That you just can’t get good sushi anywhere outside of America
7. That snapping her fingers at the waitress was “totally fine. That’s why she’s here”
8. That I should stop looking for a lodger and let her move into my spare room for free, so we could bond. “But you’ll have to get rid of the plants, because I’m allergic to the carbon they put out”

I must have said “that’s not really true” about thirty times. Eventually I decided to just roll with it and enjoy the entitled insanity. So I started nodding agreement with everything she said and just let her talk. My friend was clearly dying inside.

When I made my excuses to leave early she said “I was worried about meeting you because I know how much (Friend) respects you. I’m glad I made a good impression. Add me on insta and I’ll show you how to decorate my room”

Twenty minutes later I got a text from my friend. “I’m so sorry, I had no idea she was that dumb”

Something tells me I won’t have to see her again! – Reddit

I got pregnant in November. Previous to this, I had a very difficult miscarriage. So this time me around, I decided not to tell anyone of the pregnancy until I was 12 weeks along.

A couple of times during those initial 12 weeks SIL would ask point blank if I was pregnant. I always tried to politely brush it off and just hold my belly and say I love food (implying I’m just fat). Once 12 weeks rolled around, my husband and I told my parents and his parents. I guess his parents told his sister, but the that didn’t bother me too much. I figure it’s past 12 weeks, so it’s not a secret, and SIL had been pregnant before so she knows how private these things can be.

Well apparently I was wrong.

My in laws had a gathering at my husbands grandmothers house and several times SIL brings up how I’m pregnant and she called it. At one point she called me a liar because I didn’t confirm with her when she asked point blank. I just kept looking away and people were giving her weird looks but not confronting her. Nobody was really even speaking to her, she was just talking loudly to herself.

She just didn’t drop the subject so I looked her straight in the eye and said “why are you so obsessed with my uterus? Seems a bit weird.” And she got offended and called me a liar again for not confirming with her when she asked point blank. I looked at her again and said “asking if someone is pregnant is a really rude question. I don’t know why you think it’s appropriate. But of course, if you always want to be first to know, I can text you post coitally every time I’m with your brother. That way you can even have the astrology sign of the future baby figured out!”

She looked at me disgusted and just kept saying it’s wrong to lie and my husband and I and my toddler left. I burst into tears as soon as we left but my husband was completely on my side about it. His mom even called me the next day to say that she spoke to SIL to say she was inappropriate.

SIL now refuses to look at me for any family functions. – Reddit

I saw a comment about tradition being ‘peer pressure from dead people’. It brought me back to the year/18 months my family thought they were entitled to my reproductive habits. The situation starts back in 1964, when my Uncle and his wife had their first daughter. Then in 1974 my Aunt and her husband welcomed their first daughter. My mom had me in 1984. That same year, 64 gives birth to her first child. Then in 1994, 74 gave birth to her first child. I’m growing up and the whole of my mother’s side of the family tells me, ‘you’re going to have a baby in 2004 to continue the tradition.

In 2003 64’s mother died unexpectedly (cancer) and then my mother’s side of the family began hounding me. You need a boyfriend, you’re having a baby next year. I tell them boyfriends are off the table because I’m into girls. That doesn’t matter, get drunk and have a one night stand, you and your g/f can raise them together. Absolutely not. Then its Find a gay guy, get drunk and think of England. Again no. I’m not even 20 yet. All of 2003 into 2004 better get pregnant soon or they won’t be born in 2004. NO. To the point that they got mad at me when it became evident I wasn’t having a baby in 2004 and stopped talking to me for months. The only person in on this whole thing (in on I mean is technically part of the ‘tradition’ since I was 84) that was not mad at me was my mother. She knew I didn’t want kids and that was fine with her plus she said that it was all coincidence that it happened that way. It’s not tradition just luck. – Reddit

So this happened a few months ago… I was doing my normal monthly grocery shopping at Wal-Mart. I’m in the meat section getting what my family needs/will use for the month.

I am terminally ill so my weight fluctuates a decent bit. My fingers swell and shrink depending on what kind of day I’m having. At this moment, my hands were as small as they’d ever get.

While putting a roast in my cart, my ring slips off and clangs it’s way through the bottom of the cart and onto the floor, where it bounced a couple of feet.

Cue Entitled Ken.

This man looks me directly in my eyes, picks it up and puts it in his pocket. I was shell shocked and froze. I mumbled a quiet thanks and can I have my ring back. He makes no move to give my ring back until an employee makes it known that she has seen the whole fiasco happen and would be calling the cops if he didn’t hand it over.

He mumbled something akin to, “I found it on the ground – it’s mine.” He immediately handed it to me, despite his protests.

Like, what in the legitimate hell made him decide that he could just take MY ring?!?! – Reddit

My husband wasn’t home and it was just me with my 2 children and my cousin who was visiting. It was raining out and my neighbor rang the doorbell. Let’s call her Elaine. She said she was locked out of her house and needed to wait for her husband. I don’t know this neighbor very well. We recently purchased our home. I said she was free to wait in the entryway of our home. It has a bench and she could play with her phone. She asked if she could join us for dinner and I said I don’t know her very well and my husband isn’t home. She said she doesn’t mind??? I said but I mind because it’s a safety issue. She she feels safe and I shouldn’t worry. I said I don’t feel safe. She got quiet for 30 seconds and said she is an occupational therapist and a Healthcare professional so we should feel fine. I said no. She can wait in the hall or leave. I’ll bring her a bowl of food. She was on the phone for 3 hours and yelling saying how we were horrible people for not letting her in. She poured the bowl of soup I gave her into my kids shoes in the shoe rack opposite the bench she was sitting on in the hallway. I can’t believe she thought she was entitled to come inside a strangers home.

EDIT: the hallway in my home is 12 feet long and has 2 closets, a long shoe box, and a bench. The hallway/entryway is the entrance into my home. There’s a door leading into the house at the end of the hall and it locks. This door opens into greater hall that separates the kitchen and the living room. The door leading into the actual home part of the house is always locked and I locked it and didn’t let her in there. She wanted to go inside and eat in the kitchen with my kids and cousin. I don’t know her very well. I did give her food and I allowed her to come inside the hallway/entryway because it was raining. We were in the kitchen and we heard her on the phone for hours and didn’t know what to do. We recently moved in to this neighborhood. We waited for her to leave and when we went into the hall, we saw the mess she made by pouring the soup into the kids shoes. The shoes were washed immediately and the shoe box was wiped down. If I had known her better and/or my if husband was home, I would have invited her inside. – Reddit

I was sitting in my office at the University where I teach and had a knock on the door. One of my second year students came in and an older person I found out was her father followed her in. I had barely finished asking then how I could help when dad opened up with “It’s not acceptable that my daughter got such a low score in her last assignment, I want you to change the marks.” The poor student looked so embarrassed as her dad went on. The classic “We’ve paid good money to get on this course so I expect better marks, I’ve paid cash for this she won’t have a student loan to pay off at the end.”

I let him continue ranting and eventually got to respond. I simply asked the student if she had read the feedback I provided on the assignment, she said she had, I asked if she felt it was a fair reflection of the work she submitted and again, she said it did. I then suggested that she needed to put more effort into revising for the examinations coming up in a few weeks and that overall, while it was a summative assessment, it was not going to prevent her passing the end of year assessment. I then told the dad, I’m paid to provide realistic feedback on her work, the fact he paid cash for her tuition does not mean she gets good marks without her submitting work that merits good marks.

We hear this argument so often now in Universities, I know tuition is expensive, but you don’t pay for the grade you get, you have to work for it. Simply being wealthy doesn’t mean your kids are entitled to a free pass in education. – Reddit

So, I just flew back from Dubai, and I had the unfortunate luck of sitting next to an entitled mother and her ruly child. I was cursing myself because I have had terrible experiences with children in my aisles on flight so I was already not in a great mood.

The flight started out pretty smooth, but things quickly took a turn. This kid, who must have been around five or six, was running up and down the aisle, throwing toys, and making a mess. The flight attendants were doing their best to manage, but the mother was just sitting there, scrolling through her phone like nothing was happening or just telling people to ignore him because he’s just a kid.

About halfway through the flight, I ordered a Coke. As soon as it arrived, the kid zeroed in on it. He started whining and pointing at my drink, making a scene. Before I knew it, the mother was giving me these dirty looks like I was some kind of demon for not sharing my coke with her prince.

She leaned over and, in a tone that dripped with arrogance, said, “He really wants your drink. Just give it to him.” I was stunned. I mean, its free so just ask the attendant to get one for yourself?

When I declined and suggested she ask the flight attendant for another one, she huffed and rolled her eyes, muttering something under her breath. I’m a petty guy so I took my sweet time in having the drink while loudly playing music on my headphones. To spite her, I ordered another coke but this time her kid tried swiping the drink from the attendant’s hand. The attendant scolded the mother in a quiet and stern tone to bring her kid under control after which the mother huffed and puffed like an out of shape marathon runner. For the rest of the flight, she kept glaring at me like I had snitched on her to a principal, while her kid continued causing problems. – Reddit

I was doing my usual evening walk about the campus of Caltech a couple nights ago, with my earbuds in listening to an Audible book. A man stopped right in front of me and yelled, “Take your earbuds out!” I took one out. He said, in an aggressive, angry tone, “You can’t have your dog off leash here. Put a leash on your dog!” I said, very calmly, “I don’t have a dog.”

The man gave this guffaw of disbelief, and gestured at something behind me. He said, “Do you have a leash with you? I don’t see a leash. You can’t walk a dog here off-leash.”

By this time I had a good idea what was going on. I walk at Caltech all the time, I see certain animals pretty often. I turned to look, and yes, it was just what I thought.

I said, “That’s not a dog. That’s a coyote. It’s a wild animal.”

For a long second the man stared at me. Then he stared at the coyote. Then he made a kind of “Huh” noise. He turned around and started half-walking half-running away. From both me, and the coyote.

I almost called after him, “Never run from a wild predator.” But I didn’t. – Reddit