“The Look On Her Face Was Priceless”: 67 Entitled Parents Who Thought The Rules Didn’t Apply To Them

I saw this today and I can't stop laughing.

I was traveling in my city metro. It wasn't that much crowded at that time, but all the seats were occupied. Still, you could freely stand without being humped by a stranger.

There was this kid sitting in the reserved seats( the ones for people with handicaps, pregnant women and old people, definitely not for moms of 2 year olds). He was probably 14 or 15,idk. He is the hero of the story here.

Then at one stop, our EM comes in. She has this cute little child who was trying to keep up with his mom's pace.

EM instantly sees our hero sitting at the reserved seat and just stares at him. I guess this was her way to make people automatically give away their seats or something. The kid didn't move though. This probably irked EM a lot I guess, cause she moved towards the kid with heavy steps.

She comes near him, stop and again does the stare. The kid doesn't budge.

Then she starts screaming. If she didn't have the whole compartments attention earlier she had it now. She starts berating the kid for sitting in a reserved seat and not giving it for someone more deserving like a mother like herself with a young kid (idk what her logic was. The seats aren't reserved for them anyways). She just keeps shouting and screaming and tries to get others opinion on it and for a while people were on her side.

Then the kid, out of nowhere, rolls right side of his jeans up and detaches the artificial leg and keeps it in front of EM.

The look on her face was priceless. It looked like she was mortified and embarrassed at the same time. She just backed away silently. And just got off on the next stop. I don't think that was her stop.

My mom was and still is a crazy homophobic protester, like the one that’s at a pride festival with an offensive sign. She even told gay couples they couldn’t be like that because they might scar me. Anyways this was the summer after I graduated high school and was moving on to college, I had a boyfriend (we’re still together) and I always told my mom he was just a close friend. Then my mom told me we were going to go protest at a pride festival.

I had had enough, so I began to think of a master plan. First I put on rainbow colored clothes, then put on some black pants and a hoodie, and made a protester sign with two layers so I could peel off the first. When we arrived at the festival I took out my sign and stood with the other protesters, once my mom came over I ran over to the parade, took off my hoodie and pants, revealing the rainbow outfit. Man I will never forget the look on her face!

Then I peeled off the first layer of the sign which made it say, “HI MOM!” That was the best day of my life! My mom just walked away, got into her car and drove away. Even though I had to wait half an hour for my friend to come pick me up, I still remember that day as the greatest day of my life

This happened about an hour ago. I was grocery shopping and decided to pick up a few bars of chocolates. That's when I heard the ear piercing scream of what can only be an entitled kid. He looked like he was somewhere between 5 and 6 years of age. He began to violently pull on his mother's arm, pointing at my chocolate bars and yelling at her to buy him some.

EM (Entitle Mom) : Did you have to pick that up in front if him?

Me : Ummm. ...What???

EM: Can't you see it's upsetting my child?

Me: Well that's a you problem.

EM: ( In between trying to get her demon spawn to act like a human being ) You need to put them back. My son only started demanding chocolates when he saw you take them. Just put them back. Now! You can get some later. You shouldn't make kids jealous!

I just smiled at her and approached the chocolate shelves. But instead of putting them back, I actually took a few more. It earned me a glare from EM and earned EM another round of tantrums from EK. Petty? Yes. Satisfying? Hell yes!

So, I'm a Type 1 Diabetic. This means that my body doesn't produce any insulin and I have to get it from an external source. The source that works best for me is a pump, which is connected to my body. Without insulin, I would [endure] a rather nasty and painful [end]. I can disconnect the pump for short periods to shower, change, etc but 99% of the time, it's connected to my body. I usually wear the pump on my waistband. This allows me to easily access it and make changes to my insulin as needed.

I was over at my mother-in-law's house when my pump had an alert. My blood sugar was trending low and this can be quite serious so it's a loud and demanding alarm. I cleared the alert and grabbed a few fruit snacks to raise my sugars. My 5 yr old nephew heard the alert and asked me what it was and I told him. I explained that it's a medical device that I wear to keep me healthy. He considers this and holds out his hand, demanding to see. I refuse since it's a MEDICAL DEVICE that I need to live. Beyond that, he's not gentle with anything and breaks most of his toys very quickly. I tell him no again and knowing that he rarely hears that word, move my pump from my waistband to clip it onto my bra. This way he can't just grab it, which is absolutely what he would do. He starts crying and wailing so his mother, my sister-in-law, comes running it.

She screams at me, asking what I did. I just shrugged and said that I told him no, he couldn't have my insulin pump. She scoffed at me and told me to just hand it over. I can go without it for a little bit and my nephew deserves to see it. I should be stimulating his natural curiosity instead of trying to hamper it. I refuse again and tell her to drop it. It's not going to happen. "But he's a CHILD."

Now, I've dealt with them before so I know that she's not going to be able to drop it. I said no to her child and that's unforgivable. I'm getting a headache from the screaming so I just turned and left. I didn't need to be there anymore so I went home. I'm sorry that I'm not willing to risk my health and well-being just to entertain your child. Oh...wait..no, I'm not sorry.

Ok, buckle up, this is a doozy! I work for a pet/house sitting company and had a new client on my schedule for three visits a day for two weeks to take care of a dog. When I get to the house and go in I see a kid and thought they must be running late leaving and didn't let us know, so I said hi to the kid and said it's ok don't be scared, then called out for the parents. The kid said they're gone. I asked what do you mean? The kid then said I needed to hurry up and make her breakfast and take her to school.

I asked again, what do you mean, where are your parents? She said they're gone on their trip and again told me to hurry up cause she's hungry. I asked how old she is, she said seven. I asked they left you here alone? She said yeah, her mom told her we'd be by in the morning to make her breakfast and take her to school, in the afternoon to pick her up from school and make her a snack, and at night to make her supper. I asked where's Macy (made up name) the dog? She said they don't have a dog. I said when the owner came for the client meeting and to get the house keys she met a dog. The kid said her mom borrowed the neighbors dog. OMG.

I called the company owner and told her what was going on, of course she was flabbergasted and came over immediately. She tried to get ahold of the kid's parents but they weren't answering their phones so she called CPS and explained everything when they got there. CPS took the kid, the parents info, and left.

The next day the kid's mom called the owner and left a rambling message, screaming about how could we turn her kid in to CPS and we broke the contract so they were going to sue her for that and also for the cost of their ruined vacation. The owner called them back and told them our agreement was to take care of a dog not a kid, and that was illegal anyway, and also borrowing a dog for her to meet for the client meeting was deliberate misrepresentation, so good luck with a lawsuit. She hasn't heard from them since. I guess our pet sitting service was cheaper than hiring someone to watch the child properly. We still can't understand how this woman thought this would actually work.

My daughter's friend from school came home with her one day. They were doing girlie stuff that normal 14yr olds do (makeup, nails, ECT). I hear a blood curdling scream and run upstairs expecting the worst. I open the bathroom door and the girl is on the toilet with blood on her toilet paper. I was like... Ok, she started her period. Nothing too crazy.

My daughter and I sit her down and I explain why we have periods and what that means for her from now on. We hug her and congratulate her on this next step of her life. Afterwards, we go get her supplies from the store and grab ice cream. She is all calmed down and feeling special at this point. I took her home and thought it was strange her parents never mentioned anything to get about any of this. She was 14 after all.

About an hour later I receive a call from her vivid mother who berates me for have the audacity to tell her daughter about those private things and that she will learn things on her own just like she, the mom, had to. I was completely stunned! She had no intention of explaining anything to her daughter. She then said the girls couldn't be friends anymore. Her daughter would still come over without the parents knowing and still calls me to this day (6yrs later) for guidance in her life.

I'm allergic to fish/seafood. It's not the anaphylactic type of allergy, thank goodness, so I'm not going to [pass away] if I eat some but I do throw up, have a stomach ache and a massive headache for a few hours. Enough fish/seafood and I break out in small red hives over my arms. My mother didn't believe it and as a child, I couldn't stand up to her properly. She'd force me to eat stuff with seafood or fish in it to prove I wasn't allergic, then ignore me as I was sick.

One day, she held a dinner party. I was dressed up beautifully and trotted out to parade before the guests. At the time, I was around about 9, precocious for my age and absolutely fed up with my mother making me sick. When she held out a fish cutlet (fish cooked with vegetables, rolled into a ball, covered in batter and fried) for me to eat, I saw my chance.

Me, loudly: "I can't eat that, I'm allergic to fish.
"Mother: "No, you're not. Eat it.
"Me: "I am allergic! I'll throw up!"

No Asian mother will back down in front of guests for fear of looking like she can't discipline her child. My mother grabbed the fish cutlet, shoved it to my mouth and said in her most firm voice of command, "EAT." So I ate it.

Cut to about ten minutes later. I go up to my mother and tug on her sari to get attention.

Me: "I don't feel well-- " BARF.

I vomited on her, on the expensive carpet and in full view of all the guests. My mother has a reputation for being a kind, generous, charitable and very religious woman so in front of all the guests, she couldn't do anything except act sympathetic and send me off to bed to recover. She never made me eat fish or seafood again.

My boyfriend just told me this story and I thought it belonged here. When he was 14 he was living with his mum and sister on a housing estate. It was summer and he liked a bit of light in his upstairs bedroom, so he left the curtains open at all times. That included when he was getting dressed and after having a shower, so if you purposefully stared at his window you could only see him from his waist up. Well, their neighbour did not like that one bit.

She went pounding on their door, yelling at my MIL that her son was a disgrace, hanging around always naked and exposing himself to her daughter (same age as him). My MIL told her he had every right to do whatever he wanted in his bedroom and that if they didn't want to see him all they needed to do was not to look. A couple of days went by and lo and behold, the police showed up at their door. Turned out the neighbour had been filming and taking pictures of my boyfriend to show to the housing people as evidence of his wrongdoing to get them kicked out. Except that the housing office called the police on her for taking pictures and videos of an underage kid and kicked her and her family out.

So there’s this very small girl, at the time in 8th grade and her dad is a Brazilian jujitsu instructor (I don’t know if that’s what you call it), like he has his own school and everything. Dad obviously taught her how to defend herself.

One day a bully (Male and in 12th grade) is getting a bit weird and starts trying to flirt with her and she’s very uncomfortable. Creepy bully persists (is harassing this little girl for at least 5 minutes). He then gropes her and I don’t think anyone has ever hit a combo move so quick. This girl has pulled off what has got to be one of the fastest knock outs ever. She kicks him in the groin and follows it with an uppercut which flowed back down into an atomic elbow. This grade 12 guy was out like a light in less than half a second.

Anyway, the parents of the bully start trying to take action and get this girl in as much trouble as possible for beating up their son. they called a meeting with the principal and the girls parents. The principal sided with them and decided that the girl should leave their school. Dad is furious but the school doesn’t budge. Eventually dad says “my daughter is staying at this school and that Sicko is leaving. He can either leave quietly and immediately or we can escalate this. We’ll sue for SA and come after both the school and the family.”

The school waved all punishment the girl had been given and expelled the bully on the spot. That dad could not have been prouder of his daughter for knocking out a creep who was literally 3 times her size.

This is about my adoptive mother. My adoptive parents are British citizens who moved to my country in the EU. They adopted me actually expecting mental disabilities but I was just profoundly deaf. You would think that would be easier. So I grow up, I get enrolled in deaf schools where I learn sign language. But my mother decides it's too hard for her to learn sign language, and actually bans me from using it in the house. I had to mime or point at things until I could start writing, upon which I carried around a notebook everywhere. If I did try to sign, I was called disrespectful for not including her in the conversation.

In a strange way, this made my written language skills very good, as well as my lip reading skills, which many deaf people have challenges with. It was very difficult and upsetting living with her. My adoptive father was nice but he just listened to whatever she wanted, so he became a bad parent too. I went to university and limited contacting them. The one time I tried to visit them for the holidays, I returned to a house with a stranger family. My adoptive parents had moved back to Britain without telling me. Who does that?

Happened today. I'm at the movie theatre to see Onward. I have a service dog, a very large German Shepherd. His vest is Navy camo and made out of my old uniform. Very clear do not pet patches. Kid- like 12 years old- ran at my dog and tried to pet him.

I blocked his hand and told him "don't pet him." He asked why and I said "you should never touch dogs you don't know". I tend to say this rather than don't touch service dogs because in general you should never pet a dog you don't know.

And entitled mommy came screeching out of nowhere, "Don't tell my child what to do" . I told her, "So raise him better" and walked off with my dog while listening to her scream.

I just moved into a new place with a pool out back. Neighbor lady comes up to the fence the other day while I'm having a beer and doing some yard work. After the greetings and whatever the rest goes like this:

EM: The people who lived here before would let my kids use the pool in the summer time, they're really sad about not being able to anymore. (Why guilt trip me? Just ask.)
Me: oh, well I don't mind, as long as you're there, I can't watch them.
EM: Well the last people would watch them because their own kids were there too. They'd just sit out back.
Me: ...okay, but I can't watch your kids, if they're going to be in my pool you have to be there.
EM: I don't have time! I don't know why you can't just sit there and watch them so they can swim..

I had no idea how to respond to this, she caught me so off guard. Now I think I need to change the lock on the gate because I'm afraid she has a key and will send her kids over alone. I don't have a problem with the kids using the pool, but I don't want to babysit the kids of someone I don't know around water.

So this is a story that happened to my friend this year and I am honestly so shocked by this. So basically my friend is a regular good student at school, has amazing after school activities, and is student government president. She also has a perfect SAT score. It has been my friends dream to go to Cornell. Both her parents went and she has been in love with it for years.

Now enter entitled mom and entitled son. My friend’s mother gets a call on her mobile from the entitled mom. Basically it goes like this:

Entitled Mom: Hi, are you Friend’s Mom?
Friend’s Mom: Yes. What do you need?
Entitled Mom: Friend is applying to Cornell early decision, right?
Friend’s Mom: Yes, she is. Why?
Entitled Mom: Can she please withdraw her application? My son is applying there and we want there to be less competition for him.
Friend’s Mom: If you agree to pay my daughters full tuition wherever she goes, sure.
Entitled Mom: Excuse me?!

My friend’s mom just hung up on her. My friend is still applying to Cornell. Hopefully she gets in rather than this entitled mom’s spawn.

I attended an adult only wedding for a co-worker a few days ago. The actual ceremony was in a very small church so it was mostly family and close friends but the reception was for roughly 250 people. The reception was at a very elegant hotel ballroom. Not child friendly in any way. Crystal stemware, expensive linens on the table etc.

About 1/2 hour into the reception a commotion started that made everyone stare. EM is arguing with the wedding planner loudly. Me being the nosy broad that i am inched closer to hear. Turns out EM brought her 4 young children to the reception even though the invitations clearly stated Adults Only. The EM insisted that her kids (I'm guessing at ages but the oldest one looked 8ish and the youngest was under a year old) were super well behaved so it was fine. Now keep in mind this was around 730pm WP was having none of it. She insisted that children were not allowed and she had to leave. In a last ditch effort to get admitted, EM shouted at the bride.

The bride went over and listened to her for a moment and then said in a syrupy sweet voice "of course you can come in EM, but your children cannot" she turned on her heel and went back to her new husband. EM flipped a nut, yelling about how she was invited, couldnt find a babysitter etc. 3 of the groomsmen escorted her and her kids to the door.

As I kid I would often be working at my dad's workplace - he was an off-premise caterer and an event planner and would often be hired to put together lavish wedding parties. Huge feasts, cheese and fruit tables 40 feet long, lots of wine, sometimes multiple pigs for both an afternoon and an evening roast, lots of fancy people wanting fancy parties, paying a ton of money and expecting the world to revolve around them.

One event in particular stood out because when the bride to be and her mother came in to go over details they had some rather heated disagreements over some really, really stupid [stuff]. My dad would just sit there quietly, not taking sides and patiently wait for people to work out the differences, but one argument came to an interesting and final conclusion. The mother of the bride was arguing about the specific shade the decorative ribbons and icing trim on the cake should be.

Up until that point she had proven herself incapable of letting her daughter have the final say in anything, from the menu to the plate garnishes, to the time the meal was to start, the mother was insisting that she have her way on everything. The daughter was gritting her teeth and just grinding through it, but when her mother started to fuss about the exact shade of off-light-green-no-that's-too-light-no-that's-too-dark the bride snapped.

She loudly and firmly stated "mother, if you don't knock it off right this instant I am going to disinvite you from the wedding. This is my day and while I value your input the decisions will be mine." She then turned to my dad, looked him squarely in the eyes and said "I will be signing your check, you work for me. Nothing is decided until I say so. If my mother tries to plan or change anything you are to call me immediately. I do not expect you will have any problems with that." My dad simply said "not at all," and they got back to planning the wedding.

This happened when I (f) was 13 and was attending a male friend's birthday party. We attended the same school and a lot of other kids from our school were also there, along with their parents.

As I gave my friend his present, I wished him a happy birthday with a hug. When he was cutting the cake, another boy from our school, who was a notorious bully stood right next to me. He kept trying to touch my chest. (I was already quite developed) I kept telling him to stop but he wouldn't listen. He kept trying to put his arms around me and trying to grope my chest. His friends were standing around us and I could hear them snicker.

Finally I'd had enough. I yelled at him to get away from me. My friend's mom, the hostess, asked me what was wrong. I told her what the bully had been doing. She sternly told the bully to apologize and to stop harassing me, otherwise he would be asked to leave.

Now the bully's mom (EM) stepped in. She asked my friend's mom why she was scolding her son. Friend's mom explained what the bully had been doing.

EM's response was something like this "I don't see what the big deal is. This girl hugged your son, why can't she let my son touch her?" Then she turned to me and said "you need to stop being so stuck up and learn to be friendly. If my son just put his arm around you, what's wrong with that? Stop complaining."

I told her I didn't like her son and didn't like him touching me. Friend's mom told her to stop making a scene and that her son needs to apologize. EM acted indignant and as she stormed off, she again said something like "if that girl is ok with your son touching her, shes probably ok with all boys touching her. You're just being rude to us."

My friend's mom was absolutely wonderful. She asked if I was ok and told me I had done the right thing by telling the boy off. This was my first encounter with an Entitled Parent - outside of my own family, that is.

Background I usually sleep in my underwear during summer since it gets hot in my house. I also have curtens in my windows.

Cast

Em: [jerk] who invaded my privacy
Ek: entitled little girl
Me: me(not meme I know how it looks)

One day I woke up and made me a bowl of cereal since I was home alone (I'm 18 so I have a small house) I walk pass my window to the kitchen when I hear a knock on the door. I'm still only in my underwear so I hurry and get some shorts on. I open the door and see em and ek.

Em: HOW DARE YOU WALK AROUND IN YOUR UNDERWEAR
Me:wth I'm in my own house and I had the window closed with the curtain down

Em:MY DAUGHTER GOT CURIOUS AND PEEKED THROUGH YOUR WINDOW AND SAW YOUR UNDERWEAR.

Me: well it's my house so if I wanted to I could be naked in there. (slams door)

I make my cereal while em continues to bang on the door and shout I ignore her and play some Minecraft.

So this just happend last night. Friday the 13th. I had been haveing some pretty bad abdominal pain since the the 12th. Well yesterday I went to a local clinic and found out that I had appendicitis. The clinic called an ambulance and was transported to the big hospital.

When I got there they took me to a room had me strip and rushed me to the OR. as we were moving through the ER this Karen stopped us and ask why I was being rushed before her daughter, since they have been here longer. The nurse told her that I was being rushed for emergency surgery.

She said I don't care, my daughter is in pain and he needs to wait his (me) turn. The nurse said ma'am your daughter has a sprained ankle and that this gentleman could [pass away]. She reluctantly moved out of the way when she saw a couple police officers start walking towards her. Well surgery went great and I [am alive]. Was released at 12:00 this afternoon.

For a bit of background, I (24 M) am half deaf on my left side due to a birth defect. I also have a misshaped ear due to a combination of birth defects and surgeries to repair it. When I got a bit older I started wearing a prosthetic ear on that side to cover it up. It wasn’t perfect, but it looked better then what I originally had.

Unfortunately though, these types of prosthetics don’t last forever and have to be replaced every so often as the colors begin to fade and it tears around the edges (it is removable). I was due for a new one and was just waiting on my insurance to approve it before they prosthetist was send it to me.

For the actual story, I was working in a pediatric emergency room at the time and had just received an order to perform an EKG on a roughly 8-10 year old patient. When I walked into the room and began to introduce myself to the family, (mom, dad, and the patient) the mother looked up at me and gasped.

I was taken aback and asked her what was wrong. She told me “Your ear is really freaking me out, is it supposed to be some kind of Halloween costume or something? It seems inappropriate for a children’s hospital.” Mind you, it was only October 2nd or 3rd. I explained to her that I had a disability for which I wear a prosthetic. Shen then asked me to “take it off because it is making me uncomfortable.” I politely declined because it’s held on by medical glue and not so easy to take on and off.

I proceeded to do my job and perform the EKG but throughout the procedure the father decided to repeatedly probe me for personal information. Asking me things like “are you sure you’re qualified to do this?” and “how long did you go to school before this job?” I answered his questions, but could very obviously tell that he was insinuating I was mentally disabled and shouldn’t be working in this field.

I finished the procedure as quickly as I could and left, not saying anything to the parents but did wish the child well. I gave the report to the beside nurse and asked her not to call me for this patient unless they absolutely needed to. I kept my mouth shut at the time but I’m retrospect I wish I had spoken up for myself more. Some people just have no respect for those with disabilities.

I haven't seen mine since I was 16, and we were in court.

So 19years I haven't had any contact with the 'Mother'. She hired a PI to find me and I still refuse to talk to her I even have my lawyer send her a formal letter of no-contact and threatened her with a restraining order she sent this email to me though my work email.

I shorten it but basically it said To (my name) this is (her name) your mother. I thought you would have matured by now and came and apologized to me and your father for what you put us through, Because of you your father lost his teaching career and we had to sell our house. However it has come to my knowledge that you own some properties in (my area) so it's only right if you give us one of them as an apology (one of my most expensive properties) would be a good fit for us. As soon as you hand over the keys to (property) we can finally able to start to heal and get past this misunderstanding that you blow out of proportion. I hope you come to the right decision (her name).

I just can't stop laughing at this. Like No, I'm not giving you anything. This is just another bit of evidence to help me get a restraining order against her.