We all know someone in our life that gets everything they want. We also have witnessed a friend or someone we know that has acted spoiled when they don't get something they want. Maybe we were spoiled ourselves by accident. Anyway these are by far the worst acts of ungratefulness that can't be condemned by a simple excuse.
Car for Sale
“My sister was so unhappy with the car my parents got her that she tried to sell it every time it was parked. This was back before cell phones so the only number she had to give was the home phone which my parents always answered if they were there. They got her back by moving the car one day and telling her that someone had bought it but since it was their car they got the money for it” (Source).
But I Want the Pink One
“My sister wanted a laptop. I was in college but had a little bit of christmas money saved up, so I decided to get her something. I did a bunch of reading about what was the best kind of used laptop to buy. I ended up getting her a IBM Thinkpad T51. I formatted it, installed Windows XP, and went down to the school bookstore and got a student copy of Office to install on it. I was talking to my mom the next day and mentioned what I was getting her. My mom says ‘Oh, well she really wanted one of those new pink laptops, you should have gotten her one of those’. I explain I didn’t have the hundreds to spend on a brand new Dell for her, but this was a perfectly nice IBM that would do great for her for her first year of college (she was graduating high school that year). Later that day I got a call from my sister where she proceeded to scream at me and demand I get her the pink Dell she wanted. F–k that. I sold it on ebay and ended up making some money on it. I don’t remember what I got her that year, but it was something cheap, sh-tty and from Walmart. She dealt without a laptop until she was desperate and I gave her an even crappier one than the IBM a friend had given to me that was destined for his trash can” (Source).
I’ll Take It From Here
“I built my stepson a gaming computer, helped him set it up and got some games loaded up on it for him so we could game together and bond some. As soon as I had it all set up he told me to get out of his room and closed the door. I spent 4 months saving and buying parts for it one at a time” (Source).
“A group of children I’ll allow to remain anonymous, they complained about their Christmas gifts being either too cheap, or too lame or one of many other things. Their father returned all of them to the store, and bought something for himself and their Mother. The following year they were very humble and thankful for the gifts they received” (Source).
How Do You Want Your Steak?
“Every Christmas my in laws ask me to cook dinner for them. They always want steaks, and I always make sure to cook them exactly as ordered. I’ve been cooking for years at a restaurant, and now at the firehouse and know my way around a steak. Every year I stand out in the cold and grill their dinner while they sit inside and enjoy the fire. Every year they insist that their steaks are pink. Every year I prove to them that the lighting in the dining room is pinkish and if they would simply come outside and view their steaks in natural light they would know. So I go back outside and grill their steaks until they turn to charcoal to make them happy. Every year I have to listen to 6 months of complaints about how f–king tough the steaks were” (Source).
A Cleaning Bill for What?
“Here’s just one of (too) many. Early morning cardiac arrest call. We worked on this guy furiously, got a pulse back, everything went right. Good call. Guy gets into the cath lab right away, and walks out of the hospital alive a couple weeks later. Then his cranky a– wife sends us a bill for carpet cleaning, saying that we tracked in mud on her carpet when we were saving her husband’s life” (Source).
I’m More of a Hoodie Guy
“My grandma spent a whole year, a WHOLE F–KING YEAR knitting me, my brother and sister sweaters. Very nice sweaters in our favorite colors. My brother looked at his and said ‘why would you waste your time making this? I don’t even wear sweaters, I’m more of a hoodie guy’. He was 18 at the time, that makes it even worse. ungrateful bastard” (Source).
She Needed a Break
“My brother and I were raised by a single mother, our father having died when I was four, my brother eight. After he died we moved from where we lived to where my grandparents live, to be closer to family. One day, my brother and I were apparently just acting like brats. I don’t remember it, I was young, maybe seven at the time. We wouldn’t help my mother clean up or something. Well my mother told my brother to watch me for a little and then she left for my grandma’s, three minutes away. I learned later from my brother, who was told by my grandma, that my mother left that day so that she could sit at my grandma’s and cry. She just cried about how she couldn’t take everything that we were doing. I’ve never felt worse about anything in my whole life, and I was probably eight years old when I found out” (Source).
“This one is about my sister’s dad. I was in 6th grade and my sister in 8th. We only had for classes for extracurricular activities, and she’d already taken all of them, as they’d only lasted 3 weeks. So her teacher (and eventually mine) Mrs. McCulley, started teaching her American Sign Language during 6th period instead of what she usually did during that hour. My sister worked hard, and became an impressive translator using sign for her age. Mrs. McCulley scheduled a special performance for her to debut her skill during 8th grade graduation ceremonies. She signed ‘You Raise Me Up’ and it was beautiful. She fumbled a little bit during the middle of the song, but smiled and mouthed ‘Sorry’ to the audience, and continued on flawlessly. After the ceremony was over, her father walked up to her and said ‘Well, you f–ked up there didn’t you?’ Instead of being proud and grateful to have a talented child, he snubbed her out. She was so ashamed and embarrassed, she never did Sign again. She could have had a promising career teaching it. And he f–ked it up. I hate him for that. Btw I’m a lady. I didn’t specify that, sorry 🙂 Also I’m not Asian (Irish and German). Anyway, I try and encourage her to get back into it. She has a 3 year old son ( turning 4 in June) and I’m trying to convince her that he’d benefit from learning to communicate using ASL. She still has contact with her dad. I have nothing to do with him. He’s an a–hole, and always will be. She really believes one day he’ll change. She’s crazy, but….he’s her dad. Also, his girlfriend is pregnant. He’s bringing another child into the world to mess up. Yay…. (Source).
I Want What He Has
“I suppose this is more of a funny one, this thread needs it. One year I got a little pedal go kart for Christmas, I was so excited, it was amazing, not nearly as excited as my little sister, who got a barbie play house, but she didn’t want that anymore, she wanted my go kart! She wailed and screamed for 2 hours until I gave in and let her have a go, she pretty much monopolized it for the whole of Christmas while I made a fort out of the leftover boxes and wrapping paper and threw Walnuts into the fire and at my Dad. It was fun” (Source).
A Toaster for Christmas
“When I was a little kid, my grand mother had gotten me Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles for the NES as a birthday present. I was turning like 4 or 5. It was the one thing I really wanted. I loved the ninja turtles, and what better than a VIDEO GAME about them! Except…she put it in a box for a toaster. I’d assume to throw me off from the fact that she was getting me a video game. So there I was, 4 or 5 years old, and I unwrap a toaster. From the grand mother who always spoils the grand kid, getting them whatever they want. I remember the disappointment that washed over me immediately. ‘Why would my grandma get me a toaster?’, was all I could think. It was too much grief. I started to cry. And cry, and ball my eyes out. I didn’t calm down until they opened the box, and showed me that inside, she had indeed gotten me the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles video game. On a related note, HOLY F–K was that game hard for a 5 year old” (Source).
She Doesn’t Know What She Has
“Know a friend whose mom absolutely spoiled her. Her mom, despite being disabled and with limited income, does everything she possibly can for her only daughter. Buys her phones, expensive clothes, whatever else she wants, and most recently a new car. H-ll, she even does her homework for her, since my friend is D’ing or failing all of her classes, simply because she hates school and can’t be bothered (even though she says she wants to go to college). All in all, this girl is blessed with this awesome f–king mom. My friend, however, usually doesn’t have many pleasant things to say about her mom unless it’s on Facebook. So apparently there is this fair that they go to as a family every year, and her dad had recently died, so it would be the first year without him. Her mom brings it up and the ingrate called my friend point-blank says she is not going to let her mom go. Why? Because she only wants her c–khead of a boyfriend there. Her mom, who was on the verge of tears, said, ‘But.. we go every year..’ Broke my heart” (Source).
A Change of Heart
“It wasn’t the most expensive of gifts, but my mom bought me a sweatshirt I really wanted for Christmas. I was in my scene kid stage and wanted my clothes to fit tight, so I told my mom to get me a medium even though she’d normally buy me a large. Well, I opened up my gift, got excited when I saw it was that sweatshirt, and then immediately threw a fit when I saw the sweatshirt was a large. I basically threw it on the couch and went ‘Great, well now I’m never going to wear this’. I acted like a d–k the rest of the day and made it a point to not even try the sweatshirt on. Eventually I put it on in my room and it fit perfectly. I thought about the fact that I had yelled at my mom for something that she bought out of love for me, and didn’t need to get me in the first place. I felt pretty f–king ashamed of myself and gave her a sob-filled apology. I’m always grateful anytime anyone gives me any sort of gift now, even if it’s something that I wouldn’t in a million years want” (Source).
“My little sister was 16, sexually active with her bf, but would not tell my mom. She calls me one night and tells me that they ran out of condoms and decided to have sex anyway. I told her that she needed to get plan B, or take some of my birth control ( I looked it up and you can take four of the type of pills i had to be as effective as plan b). I did not have $55 to give her for plan B, but I did have the extra BC pills that she could have. I told her I would drive them over right then, because the sooner she take the BC the better. My sister agreed with me, so at midnight I left to drive across town to give her some emergency contraception. As I’m pulling in my parents drive, I get a call from my older sister. My younger sister had called her, and convinced her to spend the $55 on plan B, (the same thing I was bringing her except it was free,) and to call me and tell me not to worry about it.
So my older sister shells out the $55 for pills, and asks my little sister has any money to pay her back. Little sister tells her no. So older sis told younger sis that she can babysit a couple of nights for her to pay off the debt. Fast forward a week later, my younger sis is watching my niece. (as per the secret between sisters EC debt payment plan.) My niece’s dad comes to pick her up, they leave. My dad asks my sister if they paid her for babysitting, my little sister says, ‘No, older sister didn’t pay me anything for babysitting’. My dad calls my older sis, and tears her a– about how she a cheap POS sister for not “paying” younger sis for babysitting. Basically my little sister is a c–tastic skank (Source).
You Can Pick Up the Bill
“Back when smart phones were new (omg a phone can play music AND go on the internet WUUUUT) my mom bought my cousin a phone for her birthday, because she did well in school unlike her other sisters. The only catch was that her mother pay the monthly bill. My mother had the contract in her name, and my aunt said she would pay for it. I didn’t even have a phone, and I had the top grades of the entire school. Immediately, they pretended my mom said she would pay the bill. My mother went to the phone store, paid a 300 dollar fee, and closed the account. My mother doesn’t buy anyone presents anymore. Also, my uncle (who is younger than me) breaks everything. His parents got him a 200 dollar longboard, and he took the wheels off and he put them on a 20 dollar Walmart skateboard. He threw his iPhone at a kid because He was mad. He punched a flat screen tv because he lost a call of duty match. He breaks xbox remotes every now and then because he is a sore loser. His dad just bought him a 400 dollar paintball gun. I already have my popcorn” (Source).
A Different Kind of Valentine’s Day Celebration
“This year for Valentine’s day, my brother in law decided to make a weekend of it in Vegas for his wife. He booked a suite at the Rio, couples massages, 2 really fancy dinners, VIP seating at one of the clubs, the whole nine yards. His wife finds out about the whole thing (but my brother in law didn’t know she knew), and decides she wants to make a girls weekend out of it instead. So on valentines day, just as my brother in law is getting ready to take his wife out, she tells him that she cancelled everything but the room and the VIP club seating, and that he should just stay home with the kid because her and her friends are spending the weekend in the room and he’s not invited. Long story short, they’re now separated, with a divorce on the horizon” (Source).
“All that can come to mind is my girlfriend (soon to perhaps be ex). She cooked dinner on Friday night and Saturday after she left for work, I stuck behind and cleaned her entire apartment. Washed all the pots and pans (it was Italian so it required a lot to cook it) then went on to clean her whole place. This morning she snapped at me for washing the dishes twice (I didn’t know the ones in the washer were already clean) and then I told her, ‘wow, I guess I shouldn’t have washed all those pots, and you’re entire apartment too’. I have spinal surgery tomorrow (Monday) and two severely herniated discs in my back, and it hurt a lot to do it, but I like trying to help her. I’ve taken her out for countless nice meals which she ruins with her negativity. The waitress will ask her, ‘Do you want another drink?’, and she will respond in a b–chy tone, ‘I don’t know, do I?’ and the waitress will just give her a look of confusion. I’m tired of having to apologize for her and leave huge tips because of her c–tyness. I have surgery on Monday and I CC’ed her on the email to my parents which just states the time and place (my parents are taking me) and all she said that night was ‘Why did you send me this email?’, I said I thought you’d want to know the details, and she said ‘Pfft, I’m not waking up at 6:30’. F–k. I’m ranting” (Source).
“My boyfriend’s little brother (who was 10 at the time) threw a tantrum Christmas morning because he didn’t want to get dressed to go to Grandma’s house because he was playing video games. The cringeworthy part is that he used his grandfather’s recent passing as an excuse to throw a fit. He told his brother the real reason he didn’t want to get dressed, then bald-faced lied to his parents so they would take pity on him. He totally manipulated them to get his way. They let him play video games for an extra 20 minutes” (Source).
“A cousin of mine recently graduated high school (I couldn’t travel to attend, but a family member of mine relayed this story). She also has an older sibling, who was graduating college on the same day, but roughly 100mi away from her graduation, so their parents were working hard to make sure family could represent and be there for each of their kids. My aunt and uncle also spent tons of time and a fair amount of money preparing a joint post-ceremony party for the both of them, inviting family and friends, getting her a nice dress, basically doing everything to make sure the day goes off perfectly for both of their kids. Needless to say, the parents were exhausted, but happy to celebrate this big moment in their kids’ lives. The day of the graduation ceremonies, my youngest cousin starts demanding that she has to have a new pair of ‘wedges’ because all of her friends were going to be wearing them. When her parents say that they can’t really afford them after all the money they’ve spend on everything so far, she launches into a tirade, saying how terrible it’s going to be, how awful her parent are to her, how they never give her anything, blah blah blah. At this point, my uncle gets furious, and starts laying out everything that they’re doing for her that day, how they can’t spend anymore money on this, and how she can just deal with having different shoes from her friends. So what does my cousin do at this point? She goes to a relative who wasn’t privy to the fight and convinces them to buy her the damn shoes as a ‘graduation gift’. Basically an eff you to her parents. And now has another family member inexplicably in the middle of their madness. There was a host of other things that weekend, but this one really was the crap topping on the BS cake” (Source).
He Didn’t Die
“F–K! Sister’s are the f–king worst! My older sister absolutely cracked it (Australian for ‘had a hissy fit’) when she had to use her ‘centrelink money’ (government money) to come interstate when my Dad was in hospital because…wait for it… he didn’t die! She actually said: ‘I spent all that money and he didn’t even die’. I lost my passive aggressive sh-t and have barely spoken to her since (we have had a few disagreements over the years)” (Source).
“Hoping my husband doesn’t see this. My Mother in Law (MIL) turned 50 last year. For her birthday we all went away for the weekend, the whole family including family from interstate with their 2 kids (2 and 4). We rented a big luxurious house by the beach for the whole weekend and had a great time. We went out to a winery for her birthday lunch which cost us all about $150 AUD each. Then it all went to sh-t. One day we couldn’t find her. We searched the streets for hours thinking she may have fallen down somewhere or something. My FIL found her a few hours later and it turns out she went for a walk so she could cry alone because we weren’t making a big enough fuss over her birthday. Mainly she was pissed that we didn’t all take extra time off work to stay the Friday and Monday. The whole weekend was so stressful that my husband drank an entire bottom of wine in the car on the way home (I was driving), we were delirious with stress and mental exhaustion. But wait, it gets better. She wouldn’t accept her birthday presents on the weekend because it wasn’t her actual birthday. So we all went out for dinner again a few days later to a very expensive restaurant which again cost us all about $150 AUD each, at the restaurant she opened her presents and actually began to cry at the table over how disappointing they were. Then to make matters worse, my FIL had got her the wrong cake. She wanted the same cake my husband and I had at our wedding, you know, our f–king wedding cake! for her birthday cake but there wasn’t enough time to get it made. So she started crying at the table again and had to excuse herself outside. The worst part of this is that some of my husbands colleagues were at the table next to us at a business dinner with clients, they saw the whole thing. Needless to say, this year she got a book and some flowers, that’s it” (Source).
Child Abuse Confusion
“I’m just going to come out and say it, this was me and not my ‘cousin’ or ‘brother’ or ‘friend’. When I was in 3rd grade, my teacher had a special talk with us about child abuse, although she didn’t come out and say it. She made us gather around her and read a book to us about a kid who was hit by his parents or something. Then our teacher asked us if our parents hit us, and a few of us raised our hand. Seeing as how I was in 3rd grade, I did not see this as a subtle way of finding legitimate child abuse victims, and my mom had spanked me in the past before because I was a little sh-t, so of course I raised my hand. Then some counselor called me into the office to ask me about my parents hitting me. Again, I’m in 3rd grade, so I don’t understand the seriousness of this conversation, so I tell them that yeah, sometimes they spanked me or slapped me in the mouth. Years later, I realized they had actually been leading me on, trying to get me to admit to things that I may or may not have been hiding, which in my case I wasn’t because they didn’t exist. In actuality, I was rarely ever hit aside from a few spankings and a few slaps on the mouth, and my mom struggled really hard to support us and went out of her way to try and keep me happy and a bit spoiled. This is what makes the whole situation especially terrible.
A few weeks later, child services shows up to talk to my mother and I separately. My mother is in tears because she thinks I’m going to be taken away, and I’m crying too because I never meant to imply that my mom was beating me up or anything. Ultimately the child services lady left and we never had to deal with them again, but it’s something that I feel insanely guilty and uncomfortable about to this day because I really love my mom. And she loves to tease me about the whole ordeal. Basically my school tricked me into falsely admitting that I was abused because I had said my mom spanked me, child services came to my house and scared us” (Source).
Are You Missing a Child?
“A little girl got separated from her mum at the Easter show (country fair kind of thing), luckily she’s got her mums phone number on her wrist. I call up her mum, and I’m greeted with and angry ‘Who is this? Why have you got my number?’ So I tell her I’ve found her daughter, etc etc I’m waiting by the information stand.
So we’re waiting and waiting, kid gets a little hungry, so I’ve bought her some food. It’s been roughly an hour now, and her mum finally turns up, chastises her daughter for getting separated by the crowd, turns away and leaves, doesn’t hold her kids hand, doesn’t thank me. Got a smile and a wave from the kid though, made up for it a bit. Basically I found the lost kid, the mum takes forever, ungrateful b–ch mum” (Source).
“Once when I was 6 I went to Disneyland with my aunt and uncle and cousins. In the gift shop, each of we kids got to pick out one stuffed animal. But that wasn’t good enough for me, so I threw a full-out nose-blowing-feet-kicking-lying-on-floor-crying tantrum until my aunt and uncle bought me two stuffed animals, and only one for their children” (Source).
Learning the Value of Charity
“When I was 16 or 17, my family had christmas together with another in their house. The other family only had a boy same age as me, while my family had me and my little sister at that time maybe 10 years old. My parents and his parents had come up with this idea that they should not give us presents (only my little sister since she is 10) and instead giving money to charity in our names. Since I was in a christmas mood I started crying and told them that it was the best christmas present ever. Even my sister told that she wanted to help poor girls in her age getting christmas presents as well instead of getting the dollhouse (or whatever she got. But the other family’s son started screaming about how stupid it is to donate money. He said that he think that the NATO should bomb the third-world countries. His parents reaction? Selling his TV and computer and donate the gain to more charities” (Source).
“My sister b–ched and screamed at my mom all of last year because my mom wouldn’t drive her to the mall/friend’s house/wherever. Why couldn’t my mom do that? My mom has cancer, and her treatments make her incredibly tired. I’m away at college, but you can be sure I left a long, screaming voicemail on my sister’s phone for being a selfish b–ch. I had never been so angry in my life” (Source).
There’s a Reason She’s an Ex
“My ex and I had this Mexican restaurant that was our favorite place to eat off campus not too far from our college. It was also the place we had our first date. So its our one year anniversary, I want to take her somewhere fancy or have a picnic at a park at night but she said she was tired from work and just wanted to relax. So before she gets off work I decide to scurry and redecorate my place to the theme of the restaurant, run down and get our favorite dishes from the restaurant and even had our card signed by the waitress who always took our order. It was signed with a whole story of how she loved seeing us come in and everything. Well I get home, light some candles, decorate the crap out of everything and get it perfect. On top of the main gift which was this heart shaped necklace shed been wanting forever. Anyway, she gets home and I can’t wait to open the door. She comes in and says ‘what the f–k is this?’ I wanted to slap myself. She sat down with a look of ‘are you kidding me?’.I was crushed. She said it was a stupid idea for an anniversary, sees the jewelry box, opens it and says “this isn’t a f–king promise ring.” I snatched it away and asked what was wrong. She says ‘this is a f–king stupid idea, were not kids, you don’t build your girlfriend a f–king fort for her anniversary. You don’t buy her a necklace, you were SUPPOSE to get me a f–king promise ring like everyone else’s boyfriends and its not suppose to be some sh-tty f–king hundred dollar piece of garbage from Walmart. Now what the f–k am I suppose to say when my friends ask me what my dumb f–k boyfriend did for me on our anniversary?!?!’ I was crushed and had to hold back tears of frustration. Needless to say we broke up and she now has like 3 kids from different dudes and she got really, really fat” (Source).
The Vehicle Upgrade
“My Step- Brother bought his Dad’s 2004 Cavalier for $2,000. My Mom had actually paid for the car and it was most likely worth at least $5,000; but, because he was their son/step-son they thought they would help him out since they helped the rest of us kids when we were 16. The car was in great shape; an awesome starter car.
Anyway, the little sh-t gets his license, sells the car two weeks later for $3,500 and buys a used BMW. The BMW was wrecked not even a year later, and now he has so many tickets he will most likely have his license suspended. What a little prick. Every time our family gets together I resist the urge to smack him. My Step -Dad loved that little car. Doing that to your parents is just disgraceful” (Source).
Money Is No Object to Her
“My friends Dad lost a $2000 deposit on a reception centre after his daughter changed her mind at the last minute and wanted a different venue just 2 weeks before the wedding. When he complained (and ultimately caving in) she denied him walking her down the aisle and got one of her older friends to do it friends. This chick was a real piece of work. We suspect she cleaned out her grandmothers bank accounts when she was granted power of attorney (her mother was ill with cancer at the time), and after she died she got power of attorney over her mother and promptly did the same to her. For example, she would spend hundreds of dollars on a dress for her mum, but as her mum was bed ridden her mum never got a chance to wear them (coincidentally her mum and the daughter where the same dress size). When her mother died there was only a few hundred dollars in the account so my friend had to pay for the funeral. By this stage her father was onto her after she started hovering around her step mother when she was dying of cancer so when her father finally passed away he left her with $10,000 cash and a small country property to his son (worth around $150,000). Now this was just a bush block that she never visited, whereas the son, over a 10 year period, would spend every weekend there shooting, riding bikes and generally fixing it up a small cottage for his father to retire to. She never spent a minute there as she was too posh for that kind of lifestyle (she bought a 70’s Rolls Royce for around $10,000 that she would drive to Melbourne and check out mansions that were for sale for millions. She even tried to join the RR club but they knocked her back). The father wanted to ensure that the son would inherit the property so in his will her wrote it over to him explicitly stating that he believed that he had provided his daughter with more than enough financial support during his life and wanted his son to keep the block. The f–king b–ch took her brother to court and contested the will. She won and he was forced to sell it and give her half” (Source).
Unwilling Concert Attendee
“Recently, me, my mother and my younger sister went to London to see Florence And The Machine live. It was a three day trip that we really couldn’t afford, but both me and my mother were desperate to see her live, and decided to make a trip out of it. We thought my little sister would be delighted. Wrong. It was near her birthday so when we went shopping and found a shop that sold Doc Martins, my mother offered my sister a pair. These boots are £90, so that’s not cheap either. She refused and had a tantrum in the shop because she didn’t want them. She continued to be miserable and drag her feet around, then it was time for the concert. Throughout the whole waiting for the concert to start, she moaned and complained how she didn’t want to be there. Eventually she sat on the floor, and as she was wearing a dark blue hoodie, blended in. Multiple people fell over her because they couldn’t see her. Florence came on stage, and it was amazing. Both me and my mother had so much fun, it was amazing. My sister? ‘Ugh, I hate concerts and I never want to go to one again. This whole trip was a waste of money, why couldn’t I just stay at home?’ I nearly punched her. It’s been my life long dream to visit London, and here I was, experiencing my favorite artist live, and she was dragging it down. We have tickets to see Florence again soon (bought before the trip), and we’re selling hers because she was so ungrateful. It’s a petty revenge, but makes us both feel better” (Source).