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“About 4 years ago, my partner and I moved into a new-build block of flats. We organized a few meetups with other tenants and quickly clicked with one couple, especially since we share the same home country.

We weren't hanging out constantly—maybe 6 times in total over 4 years. The couple was already engaged, and after our second meetup, we were surprised and honored when they gave us a "Save the Date" for their wedding back in our home country.

Since then, we met up a few more times, always at our flat or a bar. Whenever we hosted, we fully sponsored the food and alcohol. When planning the next meetup, they’d create an awkward silence until we offered our place. Even when we explicitly suggested "we can do your place or ours," they always chose ours.

Once, while hosting, we ran out of alcohol. My partner and the neighbor went to the store for two bottles of Prosecco. At the checkout, instead of offering to split the cost, the neighbor asked my partner, "Would you mind taking this?" expecting him to pay for both. It felt completely one-sided.

The breaking point was at a pizzeria. Everyone ordered a pizza and a drink, but my partner ordered an extra £5 side. When paying, the guy literally said: "Okay, let's deduct the side and split the rest 4 ways." That £5 calculation was the moment we decided we were done constantly hosting them.

For the wedding, we were told the venue was "not far" from a main city in our home country. Trusting this, we didn't check the exact address until the official invitations arrived 3 months before the wedding. We realized it was actually a 3-hour journey by public transport one way, and 4 hours back. I admit, we should have checked this earlier.

The couple casually suggested renting a car, but I don't drive daily. I felt completely uncomfortable driving an unfamiliar rental abroad, especially since I’d quite possibly be hungover the morning after the wedding.

Calculating the total cost (flights, 3 nights accommodation, transport, and the gift) came to around £700-£800. Looking at that sum, and remembering the Prosecco incident and the £5 pizza calculation, we decided we weren't going. We politely RSVP'd "no" well before the deadline.

Their response: "okay thanks for info."

It’s been 6 months and they haven't reached out once. We bumped into them recently; the groom tried to keep up appearances, but the bride refused to even look at us and gave one-word answers.

AITA for not going, considering I theoretically could have figured out the exact location earlier?”

“Hey all. First time posting here but just have to get this off of my chest. Been travelling around Asia for the best part of 7 years now (long long time I know!) but everytime I go to Phnom Penh this same experience keeps happening. Either a homeless drunk/drug addicted foreigner will try and sit at my table in cafes before being shooed away by staff, or it's the classic on the street minding my own business before being stopped with a sob story by a foreigner wanting cash.

Just 10 minutes ago I was walking into the local Super Duper near my hotel (PS fellow British man, I do hope you are reading this) and of course it was "excuse me mate, do you speak English?" "yes I'm speaking it now, what's up?" "do you know where I can get cash around here I'm in a bit of a situation and...." I knew where this was going straight away, I cut him off and said "there's an ATM right there" as I walked in to the market away from him and at this point he went ballistic hurling all sorts of abuse etc etc. Learned early in life people will tell you anything to get something from you.

Never had this in Siem Reap, Kampot not even Poi Pet or any other country in Asia for that matter. Seriously, what is up with this particulary city in Asia? Seems to attract some of the worst of the worst, anyone have similar experiences or anything? FYI the locals are lovely and very welcoming, and I've yet to experience anything negative with the locals but still, by god.

Please, could anyone shed some light on why I've only experienced this kind of behaviour in Phnom Penh????”

“A couple of weeks ago I was in Lidl and I wanted a single stonebaked white roll for a bean burger to have for my tea.

A man in his 60s had a ream of the brown paper bags and was standing putting stonebaked white rolls into bags. I stood about a metre away, waiting for him to be done. He kept looking over his shoulder nervously at me and someone else who was waiting, and as the population of stonebaked white rolls depleted he began to package up the rolls faster and more frantically. It dawned on me that he was planning to take them all. I was about to ask him politely if I could have one of the rolls, but my partner had come over and angrily said "leave some for the rest of us, pal". My partner tried to reach around him to take one of the rolls, and the man blocked his arm with his shoulder and said desperately "No! I need these for a wedding tomorrow!" I didn't want to get into an argument about it, so we just left the bakery area. We later saw the man then go on to package up all of the petite pain, and all of the crusty white rolls, and all of the panini.

I'm left with a couple of thoughts.

One, is that I wonder what sort of wedding requires large amounts of stale Lidl bakery rolls.

I also wonder what other people think about this behaviour. Is it OK to take all of one item if you happen to get there first? What do you think?”

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