I work at a repair shop, and get a lot of amusing stories out of it. I just thought I'd share this one that happened an hour ago as I feel like everyone here would appreciate it. (Parenthesis are for my thoughts)

Background: Two girls walk into the shop together (early twenties, Thai, both around a 7/10 (or a 19/30 for those of you using the Patrice O'Neal scale)). Girl 2 has a kid. Girl 1 inquires about the cost to fix her iphone 5c, time it takes, etc. Amazed by how much it is, "But the phone didn't cost anything!!" Yes it did. Welcome to subsidized contracts.

Girl 1: You should ask him how much yours would be

Girl 2: Pulls out mangled phone and hands it to me (They take such good care of their things, and really appreciate the value of a device that would have mystified people ten years ago)

Her phone was a bigger screen and thus costs more to fix. I quote her the price.

Girl 2: Crestfallen But that is waaaaaay too much. The phone was only $100

sigh Explain again why that phone actually costs more than that. (Yay listening skills)

Girl 1: Well, its new, just get it replaced from the warranty. (Because that's how warranties work, you destroy the product and then they replace it as many times as you want)

Girl 2: I tried, they said they didn't cover it. (Surprise) They tried to imply it was my fault. (How dare they accuse you of something you did)

Girl 1: Of course, all they want is money. (Those greedy fuckers. They should pay for everything you break and not hold you accountable to the contract you signed)

Girl 2: Yeah. [Husband 2] gave it to me as a gift. Eyes light up. Wait, I'll just tell him that I dropped it on the plane when it had turbulence when I'm on my way to that girls vegas trip next week. He'll buy me a new one because then its the airlines fault. (This logic, I don't even. Also, way to treat/treasure a gift. Also, lolz at girls vegas trip. That's not even plausibly deniable)

Girl 1: That's how I got [Husband 1] to pay for this to get fixed. I told him I dropped it on the plane back from basic training. You get a paid trip to vegas AND the Air quotes paid consequences of the trip. (Wait, so hes paying for the trip? Starting to feel slightly nauseous)

They share a conspiratory giggle and leave

I stand there feeling sick from listening to them talking about how they lie to their spouses to get money while having not enough respect for their husbands or themselves to try and hide it from me or even feel ashamed about it in the least, indeed even LAUGHING about it.

And shit like this happens in my shop Every. Fucking. Day.

Side-note: Who thinks she is in the military to fuck a lot of dudes?

Tl;dr Entitled princesses discuss lying about how they broke their phones to get their husbands to pay for them.