Tightwads
There's saving money, and there's being tight: saving money at the expense of other people, or simply for the miserly hell of it.
Tell us about measures that go beyond simple belt tightening into the realms of Mr Scrooge.
( , Thu 23 Oct 2008, 13:58)
There's saving money, and there's being tight: saving money at the expense of other people, or simply for the miserly hell of it.
Tell us about measures that go beyond simple belt tightening into the realms of Mr Scrooge.
( , Thu 23 Oct 2008, 13:58)
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Effing students (funkyseaweed reminded me of this)
In 2nd year at uni I moved into a massive flat with a bunch of other folk from halls. One of our flatmates was notoriously tight and a bit of a moaner so everyone would know she was short of cash.
With more space comes more stuff and various parents arrived over the first weekend we were there. I'll never forget the stunned silence in our living room when her Dad commented that having one light bulb in a fitting that accommodated three was "a bit Jewish". Or the time she was caught leaving the library with an industrial sized loo roll wedged into her bag and forced to leave it at the front desk.
The worst thing she did in terms of tightness takes the cake. The flat was large and a bit run down. The shower only worked sometimes (and involved a complex system of turning on taps before hot water would come out) and the place was a nightmare to heat. Our landlord was massively unreliable but as a first flat it was pretty nice and a good size for the kind of parties you want to have aged 19. The moaning flatmate moaned a lot about all the tiny problems while the rest of us just got on with it. Eventually, without telling anyone, she decided to stop paying rent until the problems were fixed. I say anyone - she told our landlord just not any of the folk she lived with. He was still coining in rent from 5 other tenants and in as much rush as he'd been before to fix the problems.
It still makes me fucking angry that she lived there rent free for about five months AND moaned like fuck about being skint. The rest of us managed to shell out for rent, booze, food and managed not to be boring fucking cunts.
( , Fri 24 Oct 2008, 15:07, Reply)
In 2nd year at uni I moved into a massive flat with a bunch of other folk from halls. One of our flatmates was notoriously tight and a bit of a moaner so everyone would know she was short of cash.
With more space comes more stuff and various parents arrived over the first weekend we were there. I'll never forget the stunned silence in our living room when her Dad commented that having one light bulb in a fitting that accommodated three was "a bit Jewish". Or the time she was caught leaving the library with an industrial sized loo roll wedged into her bag and forced to leave it at the front desk.
The worst thing she did in terms of tightness takes the cake. The flat was large and a bit run down. The shower only worked sometimes (and involved a complex system of turning on taps before hot water would come out) and the place was a nightmare to heat. Our landlord was massively unreliable but as a first flat it was pretty nice and a good size for the kind of parties you want to have aged 19. The moaning flatmate moaned a lot about all the tiny problems while the rest of us just got on with it. Eventually, without telling anyone, she decided to stop paying rent until the problems were fixed. I say anyone - she told our landlord just not any of the folk she lived with. He was still coining in rent from 5 other tenants and in as much rush as he'd been before to fix the problems.
It still makes me fucking angry that she lived there rent free for about five months AND moaned like fuck about being skint. The rest of us managed to shell out for rent, booze, food and managed not to be boring fucking cunts.
( , Fri 24 Oct 2008, 15:07, Reply)
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