About 10 years ago or so, my grandfather called my mother one day exclaiming that he’d finally netted in excess of 1 million pounds worth of property, a big deal for my family, of course he wasnt doing anything with it, he was always a frugal man and remained that way until the day he died. As the years went on, his health deteriorated in more ways than one progressing to the point where he needed to have full time care and ultimately ended up being put in a home. Now we currently live in Australia, my family is mostly still in the UK, my aunt who still lives there was responsible for sorting out all of his needs. Time went on and sadly he ended up passing away. As all of this was happening, she was looking into his financial details and his will and whatnot. What was peculiar was that in his state of dementia, he had apparently at some point closed all of his bank accounts and withdrawn any money in cash. How, i dont know, but as a result of that, what with all of the costs of supplying care to him in his home and whatnot, the banks believed that we had hidden the money somewhere and refused to help.
What seems to have actually happened is that someone, possibly even himself, who knows, influenced him to withdraw all the money, bought things he didnt need, that then didnt even turn up anyway, had repairs done on the house that either didnt need to be done or didnt actually get done anyway yet were still paid for, then variously distributed in other ways until it was all gone. The only shred of a paper trail that we have is that we got word that his gardeners no longer live in the UK, seemingly up and left around the same time this all happened and now live in the Canary Islands… —ThePommyHuntsman
Friend of mine lost both parent in the span of about four months. They were pretty old so it wasn’t completely unexpected but it still sucked for her. Anyway, when the first parent died I went to the funeral to offer support. It’s a small affair, few dozen people and most of them friends instead of family, and it’s also where I found out that my friend’s parents have been on minimal contact with their families because neither side approved of the marriage.
Then the second parent dies four months later and I go to funeral again but this time there are well over a hundred people there. It seemed like every aunt, uncle, nephew, and niece suddenly showed up. After the funeral I’m waiting in the reception area before my friend and her brother come out to thank everybody for coming and I overhear multiple people talking about how much they’re hoping to get in the inheritance.
My friend’s parents didn’t leave a will so the entire inheritance automatically gets split 50/50 between her and her brother. I didn’t see the drama first hand but I’ve heard stories from her much later about the whole ordeal. A few people were decent about it, but most of the family were absolutely horrid. They tried sucking up at first, when that didn’t work they got angry, one aunt apparently threatened to not let my friend see her nephew even though she had seen that nephew maybe twice in ten years. —SodWorkLetsReddit
When my grandmother died, her will stipulated that everything was to be split 3 ways. A third to my mother, a third to my uncle, and a third to be split evenly between my sister and I.
My uncle wanted to sell my grandmother’s house immediately to get more money out of it, but I wanted to keep it for sentimental reasons. My parents gave me a bit of money, and I used all my inheritance to buy out my uncle’s share of the house. I paid my parents back over the next few years, but the property became much more valuable. Over the following 10 years while I lived in the house, property values in my city exploded. The house that I bought was also in a very desirable neighbourhood and was worth well over double what I paid for it. It has continued to climb. When I paid out my uncle’s share, the estimated value was around $300,000. Last year the neighbour’s house (almost identical) sold for 945,000.
Needless to say, my uncle has said multiple times that when I sell the house, he is legally entitled to more money out of it. That is Bullshit, he is not getting another penny from me. I plan to live here for many more years. He will be long dead by the time I sell. —smoffatt34920
When I was young, like 10, I won $100 on a Nevada pull tab ticket at the local country fair. It was in a curling rink where vendors had hand made crafts. When I cashed it a lady who was selling knitted teapot cozies was like “oh where are you going to spend all that?” Then she asked me to spend $15 on one of her cozies. I told her thanks but I’m going to save it for a video game console (original Nintendo). She then called me a fucking selfish little ass and said her teapot cozy was much more valuable than a stupid video game. I was so nervous I just bought one. I gave it to my mom and she thought it was the most wonderful gesture and it turned out that lady was right. The love I got from that cozy was much more valuable because my mom paid the difference for the Nintendo the next week. —thatiswhathappened
People weren’t begging but we felt like they were jealous and envious and did not approve of our decision.
Basically my husband came into money because he had a number of severe permanant injuries from his prior job. So he got paid out a large sum and decided to stop working for a while. This was because we had been through some very serious illness (I was ill) and personal circumstances which fucked us both up mentally so we wanted to take the time to recover our mental health. And secondly he needed to study to change careers because he was unable to work in his former career due to injuries.
Many people, even our parents disagree with him having even a few months off work to recuperate. This really shits me up the wall. And there have been so many people that don’t think we ‘deserve’ the money and are envious of the house we were able to buy with it. —ayayay4444
My uncle would have been classified as working poor. A job, a wife, a kid, an apartment, but living paycheck to paycheck. They won the little lotto, and with another winner, my uncle got like 200K. They walked away from the apartment, bought the largest house in the poorest neighborhood and their friends always seemed to need something. I remember as a kid, they often had friends living in the guest room. They bought 2 new cheap cars, and then come property tax time, they were broke, and once again working poor. —somedude456
I received fourteen properties when my last parent died, and the amount of people who crawled out of the woodwork to ask for a ”loan” were unreal. It’s really unfortunate that many of them were in a state that publicly publishes details of an estate when probate is granted.
Cut contact with every single one of them. I never asked them for money, why would they think it acceptable to ask me? —Aggressive-Regret
My long term ex got, in total over the space of a year, almost £60,000 in inheritance. His grandmother died and left each child and grandchild exactly £40,000 and then his mother died and she left around £16/17,000 to him (and £2000 to me and £50 each grandchild including my son).
He didn’t tell many people but the people he did tell were scum – one asked for drug debt to be paid off which was a few thousand, another asked to borrow money to take his family on holiday despite having an insanely well paid job and the best one was somebody asked him to put a deposit down on a house for them and exclaimed they will pay it back over 10 years!
So, he bought motorbike lessons/tests then an actual motorbike (newer bandit), a quad bike (raptor 660) and then he put a deposit on a house (£40,000) and our mortgage repayments were £340 p/m because of that. He gave me and my son and his two sons a life. —ImAGirlPants
Not exactly a horror story, but kinda funny anyway…
I got front ended in a car in 2016 and it messed me up pretty bad. My lawyer fucked up the case and by the time it settled, the medical costs were paid, and the lawyers took most of it (for being shit at their jobs) I had a high 5 figures in my bank account.
My estranged mother just SMELLED that I had money somehow and started asking for loans and if I wanted to go on vacations with her and things. Seriously, no one in my family would ever talk to her or tell her I had cash but she had some sort of sixth sense where she figured it out and suddenly wanted to “reconnect” with me.
What sucks is I let her swindle me for a bit of it, she gambled with it and won two thousand dollars at a casino. But hey, she bought me lunch that day so.. I guess my mother has technically gotten me SOMETHING in the last two decades.. —JackJustice1919
My sister in law heard that her estranged father, to whom she hadn’t spoken to in over a decade, had come into some money. She took her kid, abandoned her house and drove across Canada to go and reconnect with Daddy. My brother was overseas, serving in the military. She basically moved in with daddy and love bombed him until she found out that – no he does not actually have money at all. He told her to go to hell when he found out that the only reason she wanted to reconnect with him was because she thought he was a millionaire.
I with I had made that up. But it’s true. —douchebagfukboi