Helicopter ParentsBack when young ScaryDuck worked in the Dole office rather than simply queuing in it, he had to deal with a claimant brought in by his mum. She did all the talking. He was 40 years old.
Have you had to deal with over-protective parents? Get your Dad to tell us all about it.
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chthonic, Thu 10 Sep 2009, 15:13)
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when i was a younger, more innocentand overall perkier swipe, i was working as a letting agent up in south manchester. my boss owned a large victorian block of flats which always let the instant they came onto the market. one day, by coincidence, flat 8 and flat 9 came on the market together.
i let both of them the same morning. the first one to a rather creepy 40 year old man, who viewed it - and we're talking a sixty quid a week studio flat here, not a multi-million pound mansion decision - with his mother, who was there as moral support. i am pretty sure she also helped him put on his socks and wipe his ass. so they paid a deposit and said they would be back the following day.
in the meantime, i let next door, who promptly paid up in full and moved in the same day.
the next morning, i was happily minding my own business behind the counter, when the door flew open and smashed into the wall. i turned around and saw the mother from hell brandishing what looked like a rolling pin. on closer inspection, it actually was a rolling pin.
"come here you little shit!" she boomed. "how fucking dare you give my son's flat to someone else?"
turned out she'd seen the new neighbour's shirts hanging out of the next door window and, being too thick to work it out, had blamed me. oddly enough, i did re-let it to someone else the next day, whilst he was still waiting for his "proof of earnings" to come in from the dhss. funny coincidence after being spoken to like that.
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rachelswipe with a fork, Sun 13 Sep 2009, 22:54,
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idonthaveafunnynickname Drink-Aware? Sure. I'm aware I want another drink., Mon 14 Sep 2009, 18:15,
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