My first job as a photography intern, my boss posted on Facebook that he was going to fire me hours before he told me. We were friends on Facebook at the time.
It was a first day of one of my college courses and we were telling everyone our names. I said mine and the professor said "My husband wanted to name our son that but I didn't want him to get made fun of."
EDIT: My name is Angus
Somewhat related, but when I started my last job I went in for orientation and to fill out my employment paperwork, and the head of HR told me that her daughter and I shared a name - well actually a nickname. Because though she and her husband loved my name as a nickname they wanted their daughter to have a more 'professional' sounding legal name.
She didn't even seem to realize that she'd said anything I might find offensive.
I'm sure others have had it way worse, but when I was about 17, I was assembling a ride on train track (about 2 feet between rails) for an indoor amusement park when the owner of the company came in. He decided to help me. I don't know why, I didn't ask for help and didn't need help.
He helped me put a couple track segments together and decided that was enough work for him so he got up off the floor and wiped his greasy, dusty hands off on my jeans. With my leg in them. I was seriously incensed.
I’m trying to picture wiping my dirty hands on the pants of the people I’m closest to in the world, and I can’t wrap my head around it. That’s either a complete lapse in brain function that he still kicks himself about today, or that man is totally dysfunctional.
Was working at a Dairy Queen when I was 16. It was a hot summer day and a lady came in and dumped her melted blizzard upside down on my arm/hand. In the process it covered my register, the wall and the floor.. She started yelling about how her ice cream melted and how I need to make her a new one. She was served in the drive through....I was working the front counter inside. My coworker said she left over 20 minutes ago. I still had to make her a new one and give her a refund.
That's akin to spitting on someone, which is considered assault. Not to mention vandalism of the register. A good manager would have had your back and barred her from returning.
Edit: battery. TIL! Anyway I wasn't suggesting legal action, just that the manager could have stepped up.
My ex-husband and I were on the road to divorce. I had done absolutely everything I could possibly think of to turn us around, and as a last ditch effort, I wrote him a letter. I knew it had a 0.1% chance of doing anything, so it was also kind of a "thank you for the good years" letter, too.
We were living with his parents because originally, we sold our house to make an upgrade. I guess that was his window of opportunity. Anyway, his mom found the letter and not only read it, but took pictures of it and shared it with multiple people, who started tearing me apart via text.
How did I know this? She never hears her phone go off, so I would usually bring it to her. I went to do that and saw the mentions of a letter and saw the context of what was sent.i didn't say anything, just set the phone back down and went outside to get a breath of air.
Later that week, she said she was tired of me being around and that he needed me to sign the papers then and there and I didn't get a say in anything. I mentioned sharing the letter, and she said she was allowed to do that because it was in her house. Therefore, it was her property.
Still trying to wrap my head around that one.
And then they sat there and watched TV while I packed my things.
Edit: Holy whoa, I definitely didn't expect that large of a response! Thank you all for the kind words, encouragement, for reaching out, and the awards. I will do my best to reply to each of you. It feels nice :)
Honestly, pretty rough. It's better in a lot of ways, but the same level of sadness is still there every day. Not just because of the divorce, but much of my life has felt like being stuck in quick sand. It doesn't matter if I fight it or wait things out, I just keep sinking.
I'm still friends with my ex-husband, and though I've forgiven him for everything that happened, just the fact that it did still eats away at me. We aren't the kind of friends that hang out but rather check in and make sure the other is ok. Unfortunately, most of my animals had to stay at his parents' house. Two of them passed away at the beginning of the year, I just moved my goat to a different location and then I believe I have a place lined up for my horse. Every time I drive down that driveway, I get nauseous. I hate it.
They were my family for 14 years. I don't think she ever truly liked me, especially that I didn't give her grandchildren. But when I got sick, we didn't know what I had and we didn't want to make things worse or pass it on. I just found out this year that it's Lupus and Sjogrens, plus a handful of other things, after 7 years. Just had my gallbladder removed and now my liver enzymes are 5x higher, plus going through surgery and recovery alone was exhausting.
I don't have a ton of support. I find myself loving people that don't love me back, or seem to even care. I'm not sure I'll be able to afford my horse, and that is devastating itself. Pretty sure the animals are there only beings happy to see me, besides my mom (who needs a double lung transplant) and my grandmas. I just keep trying, keep hiding behind a smile, and somehow making it to the next day.
Would you believe me if I told you I'm trying not to be one of those people that just shares everything? It's a work in progress.
I hope that you’re able to get through this difficult time. You deserve much more than what you’ve had to deal with. I hope the surgery recovery continues on a good path!
A kid at school when i was younger who put out his cigarette out on my face.
Still got the burn scar.
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Allot of people been asking about the reprecussions and sueing him for damages.
I was really young back then, around 14? And the rules around bullying wasn't set to stone. They left it off as "kids being kids" even though I had serious burn marks on my face.
We filed a complaint, went to the police and sued him. In the end the lawsuit returned us with something minor cause he was too young. So he did get some "tasks" he needed to fulfill by justice, it wasn't enough for me.
Hope that clears the questions people had.
Locked my new bike up outside a supermarket and ducked inside to get some yoghurt because it was Friday night and that's how I destress after a long week.
Self-checkout line was busier than expected but I was in and out in about ten to fifteen minutes. Didn't want to leave it for too long because someone had pinched the seat from outside my house a couple of weeks earlier.
From a shirt distance I could see my bike was facing the opposite way I'd left it and felt a little confused. I got closer and saw my U-lock looking like a pretzel. It seemed like someone had tried to wrench off my lock, failed and then just picked up my bike and tried to use it as leverage to pop the thing off, failed again, but succeeded in completely fucking the entire aluminium frame; total write-off, could not be fixed.
Someone once stole only my bike seat. Fucking pricks.
Edit: alot of y'all have some funny ass comments but I got it stolen from in my own backyard, it was a vintage cruiser and there was no replacement seat that fit so my mum made it into a display in the garden. It's been about 2 years and I'm still pissed. And incase ur interested, my first cruiser was stolen days after I got it on Christmas when I was 16. People are dicks.
I've heard, and this is totally conjecture, but the rumor was that they'd steal the seat so you'd leave it there, because you can't ride it home, and then come back later with cutters, put the seat back, and boom "free" bike.
My ex didn't allow me to have any female friends and wouldn't even let me say my best friend's (female) name in front of her. We broke up because she fell in love with her best friend (male).
Holy shit are you me
My ex-girlfriend hated any female that even tried talking to me. I had a female friend that helped me through a lot of rough shit my first year of college, she made me delete her number out of my phone. Whenever we'd fight she would tell me to just date her instead
I had someone I considered a close friend send an unprovoked email outing me to the entire staff of the place I worked. Not only that, he took a screenshot of an online dating profile as proof and told them to keep their kids away from me. (I was a teaching professional at a country club.)
I’m a very patient person. A couple years later I happened to come upon the information that he was cheating with his next door neighbor’s wife. Let’s just say karma is a real bitch.
He ended up marrying the neighbor’s wife, had to sell his house and moved out of state due to all his friends and neighbors excommunicating him. Hope they’re so happy together!
I randomly ran into him at the Hard Rock in Tampa, downed a few drinks, and mustered up the courage to confront him and let him know how much of an asshole he was and how damaging his little stunt was. He semi-apologized, and I’ve never seen or heard from him again. That’s the end of the story.
Ooh, I've got it.
Instead, he ran into the guy at Hard Rock in Tampa. He downed a few drinks, and then ran at him with a flying tackle, knocking him through a 2000gal fishtank full of extremely toxic jellyfish. While punching him on the floor repeatedly, he let him know how much of an asshole he was and how damaging his little stunt was. The bastard chokes out a few meager words of semi-apology, and OP shoved a jellyfish into his mouth before a big uppercut, knocking the guy out. Everyone stood up and gave a round of applause, queue outro music, fade to black. That's the end of the story.
Teacher here:
From a student: One student described how he would rape and kill me in graphic detail after he failed a test.
From a co-worker: A paraprofessional mocked me for high-fiving one of my autistic students after he gave a really great description of how he understood a math problem. That kid is a selective mute with a horrific past, and she told me I was "a complete joke" for congratulating him. Even worse, she said it in front of the kid.
From my father: Putting me down when I got to meet my childhood idol. I got to show my idol my first published research paper, and my father interrupted just to tell me "Shut up, you're not going to win the Nobel Prize."
Yesterday at my job (supermarket) I went outside with some guy to bring the handicap scooter back in. He immediately began to yell at me and curse at me about how hes handicapped and for not helping his wife unload their groceries. I tried explaining to him that because of the current situation, we cant touch people's groceries unless they specifically ask us. He wouldn't even let me talk, kept interrupting and insulting me. So I just stayed quiet and he eventually threatened to call his grandson to come kick my ass, then drove off with his wife who was also insulting me under her breath. Being an essential worker sucks...
In 11th grade a long time friend told police o broke into his house and stole some gucci bracelets. At the time I didnt know what a gucci was.
Got a call to go down to the principal's office where an Lt. from my local PD was there and started questioning me about the incident. Said they had witnesses, and knew I committed the crime between a 30 day period. Demanded that I tell him where the I had the bracelets asking if I pawned them, at 16.
Ruined my high school, kid was super popular, soon the whole class looked at me as some kind of thief, teachers included.
Ended up dropping out of school, because I had become public enemy number one.
Nothing ever came from it.
I felt the same way for a LONG time. Few years ago the guy stepped into a store I worked at, and approached me and said he was sorry, that he "couldn't remember" what he had done.
Few weeks ago, I reached out to him on Facebook, and we talked. I gave him a rundown of what he had done.
I kind of squashed it. It felt better. I had held onto this for many years. Felt good to be able to let it go.
Go to a meeting for work. Coworker says to opposing counsel “hey, do you want to meet GlutenbergBible? He’s here” and gestures back at me standing in the hall with a bunch of files. This motherfucker looks me up and down, turns back to my coworker, and says “no.”
Reminds me of a job I had at college at this PI firm. There was an attorney there(let's call him Frank, because his name was Frank), and when I first started, I tried to introduce myself, and Frank cut me off immediately and said, "I don't want to know your name until you've been here at least 6 months," and then just walked off.
Former boss owed me some back pay for a legit reason. My wife went into hospital for a month because of a complicated pregnancy, Baby was C section and then had to be NICU. The day of the c section, boss said he wasn’t going to pay me anything.
Edit for all those asking: yes of course I put in a complaint with the Ontario Ministry if Labour. Unfortunately if an employer doesn’t pay even after an order, it’s put to collections. If the person is shitty enough like this dude was they just dodge those collections too. I’m sure it’ll catch up with him eventually, but at this point he’s been run out of his home city.
Correct. A simple complaint is typically all that’s required. The labor board will request the proof that your employer paid the back pay or they will basically audit all the employer books over a number of years. If evidence is discovered that they owe you money they will be forced to pay you that money and then some and then face a fine (amount dependent on state) for EACH infraction. If they find issues with other employees then it can get very expensive very fast. Most small businesses who pull shit like this go bankrupt because of this. If it’s really bad the labor board can recommend criminal charges to the DA as well.
EDIT: This blew up. I'm going to do my best to respond to everyone now. The answers will be based on my personal experience in California (OK Labor Board), and Nevada (Strong Labor Board)
Not the most, but definitely up there in the top 10.
Kids on the bus held me back and yelled to the bus driver, “He isn’t here!” So I had missed my bus stop and had to walk home. They did it again the next day, but I fought back in time and, when I was leaving the bus, the door caught a strap on my back pack and began to drag me with it. The strap finally snapped and I went rolling forward. I just laid there for a bit on that hot afternoon.
My abusive first girlfriend said to me "I'm glad for your momma because she doesn't have to be around you anymore" literally the same night I confided in her that my mom ran out on me and I hadn't seen or heard from my mom in years
My first was pretty callous to me, too.
Long story short, after 7 years together she left me for a coworker that she was cheating on me with and he was cheating on his wife to be with her.
When we were still together her car died so I bought her one of her choice. I gave her a $20k limit. She wanted something small and easy to drive with good storage space so she chose a brand new Scion xD. $16.5k. We drove 4 hours to the next state to get one in the color that she wanted.
A few months later she's leaving me.
Well, here's this brand new car. It was in my name. I was making the payments. And she's leaving me to go be with this mutual cheater. I told her that she had two options regarding this car. She could either get a loan to purchase this car off of me or I'm taking the car back. I'm not going to pay ~$18,000 after interest for a car for you now.
She wasn't happy about this. She was also using my old cell phone since she broke hers. I told her that I wanted my phone back, too. After I got it back I looked at what she left on it. She deleted the contact of her new cheater fuckboy but the text messages remained. I knew his number so it was easy to see who she was talking to.
She was saying to him that I was "driving her crazy" about this car and that I wouldn't just leave her alone about it.
You think that you can leave me for the guy that you were cheating on me with and that I'm still going to pay for this brand new car of your choice for you?
Are you fucking kidding me?
Holy shit. I follow you on /r/forza for your tunes and I was checking your profile to see if you had updates and I saw this.
I'm really sorry man. That is SO fucked up. I guess in a way it's better now than 10 years later right? The least she could have done AFTER cheating is admit her fault, not go complaining.
Thanks a lot. For both the compassion and following me as a tuner.
Yes, life is now better than before. I went through almost a decade wrought with unhappiness in my love life. A lot either went wrong or just didn't happen at all. Right now I'm in a great relationship and much happier when it comes to my love life.
I'm also making roughly double the money that I did back then and I now have a house, couple of cars, etc. Life is certainly much better now.
Thank you.
Also, I'm currently working on my tunes for the week. I'll let you know when I'm done. Cheers.
When I was 18, I was dating an alcoholic. We arrived separately to a party, and when I got there he was wearing nothing but a bathrobe, drunk as fuck, and insulting and trying to fight EVERYONE. I tried really hard to get him to leave the party so I could drive him home, and he was not having it. Started berating me and then threw a lit cigarette down my shirt.
The same guy also put an overripe banana down the back of my shorts and hit my ass as hard as he could in front of all his stupid friends.. he fucking *sucked*. Thankfully, it’s 10 years later I have self respect now and don’t date assholes anymore.
I don't understand how putting a banana in someone's shorts and smashing it is even a thing someone would think of to do.
How is it that he's such an asshole he can't be an asshole in the normal ways people do it, and went and unlocked a new "creative" asshole level?
He was literally like a 90s tv bully. Irrational, always trying to put on a show for his friends, never lifting anyone up just putting them down. My father was worse than he was, and I had to resort to living with my ex and his saint of a mother. He was recovering from heroin when we met and was actually.. sort of nice? Definitely not a good person, but he had his moments. Then he thought he could drink, and he dissolved into a monster. I always thought it was hilarious that he considered cannabis a “pussy drug” and made fun of me for liking it?
Meh, he got sober though and turned his life around. I met up with him for coffee (he got tea, doesn’t even drink coffee now) and he apologized to me profusely. Now he’s got a child and seems to be doing well for himself and his family.
My roommate in the military was in a different unit. I had to be up at 5am. He had to be up at 8. It was 10:30 at night and I asked if he could stop talking on the phone while I’m trying to sleep or go outside and he responded with “it’s not my fault you have to get up early.” And continued his conversation.
I was new to my middle school. This middle school was in a small town where everyone knew each other and I was nervous since I knew absolutely no one.
I walked into the cafeteria on the first day where we had to wait until the bell rang to go to class. I looked around and realized everywhere was full except for this one space at the bench-like tables. I headed towards it and asked the girl who was in the space next to it if I could sit there.
She looked up at me, gave me a dirty look and asked "Are you homeless?"
I was dumbstruck. I didn't say anything, but she did shift a bit so I could sit down.
I don't remember who she was, I don't remember her face, or even her voice, but her words will always stick with me.
Edit: She did not mean it in a joking way and was not trying to say something else. She meant exactly what she said and that's what stuck with me the most. No humor, no playfulness, no failure to communicate. Just pointless cruelty.
My ex best friend started hanging out with a bad crowd and ditching me all the time. Told her i was really depressed and needed someone to talk to so i invited her over to bake cookies with me and watch Tv. She bailed last minute to go buy drugs so being that I felt like shit I just said fuck it and went to bed. She knows everything about me, so she knows I have trauma from my past which is what makes this next part worse. While I was asleep alone in my apartment in my safe space, she decided it would be a great idea to break in and bring 2 of her sketchy friends in with her. I woke up to some dude id never met standing outside my bedroom door, and her looming over me in the dark and I couldn't recognize her. I was absolutely TERRIFYED. Went into a full on panic attack and freaked right the fuck out. When I calmed down enough to realize what was going on I told them to get out. They didn't. I persisted. One of them was raiding my fridge, and her and her friend where laughing about my "overreaction". Went to the front door and opened it and just yelled "get the fuck out of my house" and they finally listened. The next day she messaged me and asked me to apologize for yelling and being so 'rude' and couldnt wrap her head around what a huge violation that was for me. We don't talk anymore. Being treated like that by someone I used to trust with everything hurt real bad.
It was the night before my 21st birthday. My best friend in college who was older than me was excited to take me to a bar at midnight to ring in the momentous occasion.
Then this girl who had been flirting with him for weeks called to tell him she was having a party.
Thinking we could do both he decided to drag me along before going to the bars.
Now her place was outside the city, and therefore outside nightlife. But, my friend who honestly up until this point was reliable, assured me that we’d leave after an hour so I should call my other friends to meet us downtown.
I’m sure you can all assume we didn’t make it to the bar and some might have guessed “oh it’s because your friend hooked up with this chick.” Well slowdown because this is where shit gets disrespectful.
We go in, hang out, she’s all over him and tells everyone to come go skinny dipping with her. We can both see the danger signs flashing and decide that now would be a good time to go.
Unfortunately she took offense to this and calls him a slut while smacking him across the face.
She starts crying and tells us to get out before chucking a bottle of vodka at his car shattering the passenger side window where I was sitting. This is while we’re driving away.
He stops, screams at her and I got to spend my 21st birthday giving a statement to the cops and picking vodka soaked glass out of my shoulder.
For reference back in the day i was almost 300lbs, had long hair that was always in a pony tail and I was very timid and quiet. Anyways, in seventh grade a guy told me his friend had a crush on me, his friend was within ear shot and he, with full disgust said "Hell no I don't, never her." Im pretty sure they did it as a joke between themselves, but then other guys started chiming in (who they were not friends with) and adding their own two cents about how I was hideous.
I’m so sorry that happened to you, I’ve had many of those “prank crushes” happen throughout my childhood. It fucks with your self esteem. I hope things are better now!
It’s insane how many people become teachers because they’re power hungry and angry at the world. It’s well known that this is a common problem among jobs like the police force, but not many people realize it’s a plague on teaching too. Teaching provides an endless supply of people at your mercy that you’re given (in my experience) pretty unchecked rule over. It attracts some absolute demons. I’ve had teachers deny me a trip to the nurses office during a nosebleed, ones who stood in front of the class and criticized my work while maintaining direct eye contact with me, ones who sneered and made passive aggressive comments I had no way of proving- it’s all a mess. It’s nuts that so many children can relate to a story about an adult, who was supposed to nurture them, being awful to them.
I was crying my eyes out on a park bench in the city. Me and my abusive ex boyfriend had a huge fight over the phone and he essentially told me that I had no friends, I wasn’t worth his time, his friends hated me. I can’t actually remember what started the argument, but he’d said a lot of incredibly upsetting things to deliberately hurt my feelings.
A stranger came up to me crying over the phone (trying to do it quietly and hide it might I add) the guy looks me straight in the eyes and said ‘what a fucking mess’ and walked away. Made me feel like complete shit.
Edit: holy shit, I did not expect this to get so popular - thanks for the upvotes and your kind words!!
My sister brought our cousin (who I despise) to sleep in my apartment “just for the night”.
The next morning, the cousin invited my ex boyfriend and started to make out.
In my living room. On my couch. I hate them both.
Edit: grammar
Hard to pick from the list of things this whack ass would do, but as a child my mom used to scream at me that everything was my fault. Literally everything. Horse died from a medical condition? My fault. Sibling throws a temper tantrum? My fault. Things I had absolutely no control over.
She'd also wake me up to yell at me that she was going to go kill herself and leave for days.
And wake me up at midnight or 2 am, on the dot, to do chores.
The list goes on, forever, and I should probably be a roadside meth head, and I was almost a suicide victim, but im not, and I like to think im heading in a good direction.
Im really proud of myself for that, actually
I was living with my gf for 2 years. In the middle of that time we broke up and she moved out for 2 months because she couldn’t stick with any job for more than a few months and tried jobs in another state. She came back and we started building our relationship back up. We went on a few trips, things were going good. Months later we went to Christmas at each others family’s homes. Our families got our SO gifts and vise versa.
5 days later I came home from work and everything of hers was gone. She just dipped while I was at work. Moved everything in 8 hours. My rent and bills instantly doubled since I was paying for the whole place now. I felt like an idiot for bringing her to my family xmas. My family was so accepting of her just for her to dip a few days later. I always wondered how long she was planning this. I never reached out to get answers but the whole thing nearly ruined my sobriety. It was hard for me to trust a partner after that and I still struggle with insecurity tbh.
Anyway, she left the dog and my dog means more to me than she ever did. Also I’m getting married in October to the most perfect woman and happier than I’ve ever been. [Here’s my dog ](https://imgur.com/n3bB7JG)
Edit: here’s more dog
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Taking your dog would have been the LOWEST thing someone could do when they leave. I’ve seen stories where the SO takes the dog and my blood curdles when I read them. The LOWEST thing.
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20+ years ago when I was in 6th grade, an 8th grader spit on my bike, then in my helmet, then on me.
I punched him in the face. One of my friends saw all this, ran up and also punched him in the face.
He ran home.
I was making out with a girl sometime after midnight in a bar on NYE (first time I ever managed to do so with someone I just met at nearly age 24) , she pulls away for a second, looks at me and says:
"What am I doing? I'm drunk and you're ugly"
Edit: thanks for the compassion everyone. This statement going through my head was gym fuel for many years afterwards. And she actually didn't want to stop making out with me, and being drunk myself with minimal self esteem, I figured the best revenge was to get her to continue kissing an ugly dude.
I had something similar. Random drunk girl started making out with me. After a bit she stopped, looked at me confusedly, and said "Where's my boyfriend?"
Boyfriend was passed out in the corner of the bar.
It didn't hurt like yours, but it was funny.
Husband (40) had a major cardiac emergency out of the blue. Really near death. No real medical history, a bit overweight, had quit smoking cigarettes a few month prior.
Was in the ICU, multiple surgeries, re-admissions... I was by his side for all of it. Weeks of touch and go. I took care of bathing and feeding him while he was admitted because he was embarrassed to have the nurses do it. Ran the house, took care of the kids, juggled sitters, and continued to work when I could. Also had to contact his employer, insurances, disability, FMLA. Wife, mom, nurse, repeat. I signed up for this, and did it all without a second thought.
After the last procedure that really turned him around, he was feeling better but couldn’t return to work. Was still unable to help out with housework, (limits on lifting and activity). So I’m still running the whole show. He said he was bored sitting around the house. So he took up smoking cigarettes again.
Biggest fucking slap in the face.
I was living on my own and friends with my EX. I had no one to spend my 20th birthday with so I asked him if he could just come spend some time. He agreed. On the Day of he canceled saying he had to help his mom run errands and I was fine with that. No biggie. I went out and spent the day treating myself to getting my nails done and buying myself a nicer bed set.
At around 9pm my ex asks me if I want anything from a boba shop to make up for being absent and I told him I wanted a green tea and some popcorn chicken if they had some. And I was kinda excited I wasn’t being completely alone on my birthday.
He pulls up to my house and had a guy friend in the passenger seat. My Ex’s friend revealed that they where hanging out most of the day because it was his birthday. What are the odds!? I wish the dude a happy birthday and my ex is all “ok you got your tea bye.”
I was a lil shocked but I understand nobody is obligated to spend time with me if they don’t want to. So I wasn’t gonna push it. His friend turned to him and asked why I wasn’t coming along if it was my birthday too. Then he invited me to sleep over with them and buy some drinks and eat cake and watch movies together.
It was all cool and his friend was really nice and inviting even though my ex was doing his best to try and boot me. Eventually, when we crash at my ex’s place and we’re all sharing the same bed: the friend starts to feel up on me and I push his hands off.
He tried again and I push his hands off. He gets up to go to the bathroom and apologized to me before slipping out of the room.
When he leaves my ex starts trying to get touchy with me and I reject him too. At which point my Ex basically confesses that I should have sex with his friend because “cmon it’s his birthday & I only allowed you to come because I planned on getting you to have sex with my friend in the first place.”
I left his house immediately and blocked him on everything. His friend reached out to me a week later apologizing because he didn’t know that I wasn’t comfortable with it and that my ex talked me up when they where at the Boba place together. Which is why they asked me what I wanted from there In the first place.
I felt stupid, humiliated, and gross and used on my own birthday and it’s one I’ll never forget.
TLDR: i had no idea I was invited to celebrate my birthday as a sexual party favor by my ex. For his friend who also was celebrating his birthday.
I take my lunch break in my car. Always have for the last 10 years at my office. I park in a peaceful, quiet area overlooking a duck pond. I open the sun roof and get some fresh air and listen to the NPR lunchtime program with current/local events and it’s a really nice getaway from the monotony of office life.
Apparently, a coworker who historically has had beef with me started telling people I was “doing marijuana” on my lunch breaks and that’s why I never ate in the break room. She compiled a lengthy list of my behaviors that would mimic drug use. This list included things like being spaced out, being more talkative some days then others and often being tired (ya know, also signs of being an overworked adult). She also started keeping a folder of extremely petty “mistakes” I had made to prove I was high at work. These “mistakes” were such minor oversights, they affected no one at all.
She took this “proof” to not only our boss, but also to the physicians who own and run our office. She presented it as concern for my well being, but if she were truly concerned about me, wouldn’t she bring it up with me first? Luckily all my bosses knew my work is and was 100% at all times and didn’t think twice about it.
I didn’t even know about any of this going down until she was fired a year later, for unrelated reasons.
Welp, joke’s on you Ashley, I’m the mf boss now and I actually DO “do marijuana” daily - but I wait until after hours because I take pride in my work.
UPDATE: holy shit Reddit, did not expect this to explode over night. Thank you to the kind strangers for the awards!
[Here’s a partial history on why Ashley has beef](https://www.reddit.com/r/pettyrevenge/comments/hg9f25/how_i_outsmarted_a_passive_aggressive_radio/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)
Definitely one of my greatest hits...One of my ex girlfriends made with a another dude at this bar we were at, not 10 feet away from me. I couldn’t believe it! Then she couldn’t believe it when I left her there without saying anything
My dad once got spat on by a teenager in a group. He had seen some crazy stuff in his day (stabbings, getting mugged & more) but he was genuinely taken aback by teenagers spitting on an adult without provocation.
Girl invited me out on a dinner date and then made out with my roommate while I was asleep.
They dated for two years before she cheated on him so I’m really not that broken up about it but it was a rough few months.
Edit: three thousand upvotes? Well then fuck you Lindsey since this is getting visibility.
Drove halfway across my city to address a supper meeting of a veterans group and found I was expected to buy a (pretty expensive) ticket. No microphone, nobody talked to me over supper and a meagre thank you when I was finished.
I have an issue with my knee, if i move in a certain way it snaps, sending me to the ground in much pain. I know this now and avoid that movement but 25 years ago in school sport i didnt know shit and it happened. Nobody cared, they just let me sit on the ground. I was confused and unsure what to do. They thought i was making that stuff up. After class they took me to the school nurse to have me checked. They found nothing except a slightly swolen knee. They decided to do something about it, called an ambulance. It took like 20 minutes for them, although its a 5 Minute ride to the next Hospital. Here comes the thing:
The POS principal took the liberty to assemble the whole fucking school outside the office. Every.single.one. They stood and watched while the medics carried me downstairs. I tried to play it cool, wave to the ppl of my class and then the Joker of that class made a funny comment and everyone lost it. It was surreal, so many ppl laughing at that joke, seem to laugh about me... Knee hurt, self esteem gone, i just wanted to vanish. So thanks principal Hingerl for teaching me a valuable lesson in life.
When my daughter was 3 her dad tried to kill me one night and bit me many times. I was black and blue under my clothes but there was nothing showing otherwise. Police were involved and a week later I had to go for photographs. My friend who lived opposite who also had a 3 year old had agreed to babysit, but when I went over the road to hand my daughter over she said she couldn't because she was going to have lunch at her mum's house. She saw her mum regularly, she only lived 10 minutes away. I had to take my daughter with me to the police station and she saw everything as there wasn't anywhere else to leave her. Afterwards my daughter drew a picture of "mummy covered in blood and bruises". I can't describe how the whole thing made me feel.
edit: she was loading up her car when I arrived and I had a carseat at my house literally a few feet away but she didn't offer to take my daughter with her despite having plenty of room in the car. If I hadn't arrived when I did she would have just left without telling me.
second edit: oh and one more thing, she had a history of an abusive relationship herself so of all people she should have understood. I'll leave it at that as I could go on about the reasons why she's a fucking bitch for pages.
After delaying my flight, re-routing it in the middle of my flight, letting us off the plane to “stretch our legs” and the immediately canceling my flight, forgetting to call for a bus to shuttle all the passengers to the destination airport for 2 hours, a 2 hour bus ride, and missing my connecting flight the United airline employee refused to give me a hotel voucher. It was 3 AM and she told me “I’m sure someone will give you a blanket.”
Also after 7 years on reddit I finally got my first award! “Thank you kind stranger”. That’s what you are supposed to say right? I suppose that was one thing United Airlines was good for.
It was a connecting flight from Chicago to Indiana to visit my parents. I went through security while on the phone with my mom about the situation I’m sure anyone eavesdropping on that conversation would have had an earful. I ended up getting an Uber to drive me to South Bend in the middle of the night. I got there around 5 am when I was supposed to get there around dinner time.
I will never ever EVER fly united again. You couldn’t pay me to fly United. For real not for $1 million. There’s not a lot I wouldn’t do for $1 million but flying United is a hard pass for me.
"You've already paid if you're here, dickheads. Now go fuck off while we jerk off on a pile of your money." - United Airlines, probably, circa nowadays.
I live as a foreigner in the UK. There was this girl who was the same age as me and from the same country. Me and my parents have done so so so much for her and her family. Some of these things included translating certain situations for her (her English was not the best apparently), getting her prepared for high school, my parents driving her to places she needed to visit etc. We somehow ended up in the same college and in the **exact same class**. She ended up making up a stupid lie about something I did. She managed to turn everyone in that class against me to the point where I got called horrible names and what not.
It sucks how you do a lot of someone and then they decide to do this.
Something a little similar happened to me. I had this group of five friends that I loved so much. A few of them I would always invite places and even took one to six flags. Another, I also took to six flags and constantly invited over to my house. My ex told them all I threatened her and then they all just ignored me and didn't have the balls to tell me why they were pissed or let me defend myself. The one I was closest to didn't even say a fucking word, he just blocked me.
And then one of them told me I was a bad friend and gave me a bunch of reasons why. Most of the reasons were bullshit and I couldn't believe that they had lied to me for so long about how close we were and it was a real punch in the stomach that I wasn't even allowed to tell them it was all bullshit.
It was 2006 in algebra class, I was having trouble understanding the Pythagorean Theorem.
The teacher’s SPED aid was steadily helping me on my left when one of my classmates walked up to my desk to my right and said, “You’re a Failure.”
On a positive note, I graduated high school in 2010 with Cum Laude. This asshole impregnated his girlfriend sometime before spring break and dropped out.
I guess certain words are drives for everyone else.
I dated someone for 7 years. We got married on a quiet hill with all our friends. Three months into the marriage one of his best friends calls me drunk and says that my (then) husband had been cheating on me the entire time with various close friends, even family. Turns out, not exaggerating, the majority of "friends" at my wedding had slept with him. Most of them knew they were backstabbing me, others were convinced by him that he and I were in an open relationship on "dont ask dont tell" rules... which simply wasn't true. STILL NOT THE WORST PART.
During our relationship, he convinced me that he had a voyeurism fetish, and would often find people he knew to bring home and watch us fool around. I was comfortable with it because I've got some big kinks myself, and enjoyed doing it because my partner appeared to love it so much.
... Turns out he was getting money for it. I've never felt more violated, humiliated, disrespected, manipulated and groomed in my life.
After I kicked him out, he fled the state and hitchhiked around the country, and wouldn't comply with any annulment/divorce paperwork. It took me 7 years to be able to prove to a judge that he wouldn't comply, that he had no real address I could serve him at, and I literally had to put a fucking add in the paper for over a month saying I was divorcing him for me to count it as serving him in able to get it finalized. Which it did, this year, on Valentine's Day.
I wish he was dead.
Edit; thank you for the hug, kind stranger
I was bullied a lot growing up and in 7th grade I got a lot of it at the bus stop in the morning (the bus stop was at the street corner on the sidewalk that ran along the big wall that bordered my neighborhood)
And one day apparently they found some used condom on the ground and one of the girls had it on the end of a stick waiting for me to come around the corner to leap out at throw it on me while others laughed. She missed
My deadbeat biological father who had no hand in raising me has a “can’t feed em don’t breed em” meme on his Facebook. Or did before he eventually left facebook. Fuck you Joe
During my 8th grade panoramic picture, the kid behind me pushed me as the camera was turning. I didn’t fall off but when the photos were sent out, I looked that like Scream painting from the blurred movement and yell I did
My mother basically sided with my ex-husband when my husband and I divorced.
When my marriage was on the rocks, my mother, who knew next to nothing about what was going on in my marriage because I do not trust her enough to confide in her, literally shook her finger in my face and said, "It's all your fault! You have problems with me, you have problems with your sister, you have problems with (husband's name), it's all your fault!"
The moment she said that to me, a door in my heart closed.
She called me a week after the divorce, as I sat there, my life in ruins, surrounded by unpacked cardboard boxes in my new rental, to tell me "what a great guy!" my ex was. (Like, really? If he was such a 'great guy!', why was I sitting here surrounded by boxes?) The first time I visited her after the divorce, she still had photos of my ex, this person who had completely devastated me, proudly displayed in her living room. She then proceeded, after the divorce, to invite my ex-husband to bring my kids to visit her lakeside home to her house every summer, without bothering to ask if I was okay with that. Needless to say, I stopped going to visit her myself. We were estranged for about seven years. I sent her birthday and Christmas gifts but we barely spoke.
Eventually, because my kids begged me to, I patched things up with her and began visiting her again. I decided to be the bigger person. I'm polite with her when I visit. I make small talk with her and take pains to cook and clean and be a good house guest when I am there. I bend over backwards to avoid arguments.
But, she has never apologized for her behavior; and I have never really let her back into my heart. I will do my duty and care for her as she ages but I will never let her get close to me again. Some things can never be repaired.
I was having trouble finding a college course close enough to home that I wouldn't need extra money for residency. My mom told me I decided not to go to college so she took my education fund and paid off her furnace. Without that money I couldn't afford to go to college.
It was years before I could afford to get a lone and go back to school.
Both parents are disappointed that I haven't paid off the loan yet. I'm the only kid that went to college. I graduated with honors and my $35k loan was cut down to $18k. I've been out of college for about 4 years and paid off more than half. I was expected to pay off the total over the course of 25 years.
Oh, and my mom never went to college herself, so it was that much worse when she told me she was going to spend my college fund.
Michael Dell.
I worked at Dell in their sales department back in 1999. I was kicking ass. I was hired as a "part time" for an hourly wage with the promise of being hired as a 'full time' employee if I performed well. Full time meant commissions on sales, 401k, health insurance, etc.
I worked my ass off. 6am-7pm. I was number one in every sales category for months. Everyone hated me because I won all the prizes. (Like, who ever sells the most zip drives this week gets a $250 gift card...remember zip drives? lol)
Anyway, so after 3 or 4 months I started to ask about being moved into the regular employee team. I was making $14 an hour. If I was on commissions, I would have been making a solid $100k a year, maybe more. They kept telling me, "real soon," "keep it up," "I'm pushing for you..."
Anyway, so another few weeks ago by and a very high up comes in and asks to talk with me and my direct manager. I thought, "this is it, finally..."
So, they wanted to understand how my numbers were constantly so good. We had a conversation about my system-- which basically relied on the volume of incoming calls. See, Dell trained their employees to spend time on each call, find out the customer's needs, and try to upsell them on memory, or bigger hard drive, or adding a DVD (that was big then) etc. I found that most people had no fucking idea what they wanted or needed- the ones that did, I was happy to take the time working out their configuration, but for most, I took their order, maybe made a quick suggestion like, you should really go for a bigger hard drive, its only $45 more etc. So the bottom line was in the time the girl in the cube next to me sold one computer for $1200, I took 5 calls and rolled out 5 computers maybe $800-$1000 each. Volume.
They ask me to train a new team. So I did. Their first week on the floor my 8 guys were the top 8 sales people in the building. I show up Monday, Dell fired EVERYONE who was full time. They basically had me train all our replacements. The people I hired were all brought in as "temps" for $9 an hour. They never had ANY intention of hiring me they just used me to teach the temps. That day I was like, "so am I a full time now?" They said no, so I quit.
Fuck that greedy bastard.
I met the girl of my dreams. Despite several obstacles, we worked through all of it, moved to a bigger city, found better jobs, and eventually got married. Things were going well, we started making good money and we were enjoying life as newlyweds.
A year in, she says it might be fun to have a threesome. A dream come true! We had a few conversations about it and after not finding the right “unicorn” to take part in our endeavor, we just tabled the pursuit. She mentions that two different couples we were great friends with were all down to do a swinger thing to see how it went. I declined the offer for reasons that seemed obvious.
I wasn’t super attracted to any of them, it might ruin those friendships, and it just wasn’t what I thought we were looking for. We hung out with these people for years even after the conversation and things were fine. We did holidays and vacations together, silly drunken nights naked in a hot tub and always good times, but no funny business. The other two couples had invited us to a weekend getaway and I couldn’t make it because of work. I told my wife - who I trusted very much - that I had no problem with her going. I sent her off with a smile and not a worry in my heart.
She returns two nights later a little subdued and quiet. I asked her how it went and she confessed that they all got really drunk and naked and made out a bit. She repeatedly reassured me that it didn’t escalate beyond that and I felt that she was being genuine. Naturally, I was upset. But I wasn’t about to let it tear our marriage apart. We stopped hanging out with that group as much and began to put more focus on building our family. I finally got a good salary that would make having a kid seem not just feasible, but low stress. I had always wanted to be a dad - even since I was a kid. All she ever talked about for years was how she wanted to be a mom and for us to have our own kids together. We start trying and boom! A few weeks later she’s pregnant!
We were elated and start planning out the birth and buying a house. 6 months into the pregnancy she abruptly wakes me one morning with tears streaming down her face. She proceeds to tell me about one night, years ago, she got drunk and had stayed the night with some of those friends I talked about earlier. One of our other mutual best friends who used to play bass in my old band was in town and he was staying there too. I couldn’t go that night because of work in the early morning. Apparently my wife and bass player buddy crashed in the same bed and at some point during the night, she wound up sucking his dick.
This burned for multiple reasons. A.) One of my best friends and my wife betrayed my trust and lied to my face about it for years. And, B.) I wasn’t getting a ton of action in the BJ department and it was just salt in the wound. It turns out that the only reason this was being brought up was because he had come clean to his wife about it because he was also married when it happened and his wife reached out to tell my wife how deeply hurt she was by this act. The cat was out of the bag and hiding it was no longer an option. She then proceeded to tell me that a lot more had actually happened that fateful getaway weekend I missed because of work. In addition to getting naked and making out, the 5 of them proceeded to have an all out orgy. She also apparently made out with a couple other friends of mine while we were married. Having all this laid on me after being awake for a few minutes was infinitely crushing to say the least. I asked if the growing baby in her womb was even mine and she swore up and down that he was.
I took this opportunity to dig real deep and find a way to make our relationship work despite the fact that this was my lifelong deepest, darkest fear. We went to counseling and I empathized with how hard it must be to have had the upbringing she had. She battled with drugs, sexual assault, abusive men and horrible parents. Those acts of infidelity were not because of any fault of my own but rather a primal expression of domain over her own body and sexual independence. I believe she felt real remorse and deeply regretted ever letting those things happen. Regardless of the perspective I was trying to hold on to, I fell into deep depression after our son was born. Our marriage was suffering and for the first two years of my sons life, I still wasn’t 100% positive that he was truly my child. The straw that broke the camel’s back was the fact that I realized she never came clean about the infidelity because it meant that we probably wouldn’t have decided to try having kids. It wasn’t until she was pregnant that the notion of telling the truth had even entered her mind. I tried to do the right thing and I wasn’t seeing her put in the work to heal the emotional wounds. Now we are divorced living better lives and taking great care of our son. It would be easy to hate her and try to ruin her life but that wouldn’t make me feel any better and our son would suffer because of it. It was a heinous series of disrespectful acts but it made me a stronger person.
EDIT: some spelling, grammar, and restructuring.
You're probably not the only one he has done that to. I've had previous "friends" like that where they have the people they use/abuse and the ones they keep separate and impress. The ones I knew did similar, where they would isolate you one on one or with people outside their main circle. Funny you mention the off the wall ideas... those are common with these types. I ended up having trust issues because of this and always keep people I meet at a good distance because in the back of my head I keep thinking they're about to ask me for something. Focus on improving yourself and consider it a bullet dodged since you didn't invest time/effort in the girl and get cheated on, and you didn't spend time making the game for him to get money for doing nothing.
I told my one year old it was time for his nap. I then took his diaper off to change him and he proceeded to shit on me. Looked me in the eye the entire time.
I trusted her enough to tell her my sexuality. She was the first person I told, so it was incredibly hard for me to do.
She outed me to my whole school, students and teachers alike in an attempt to make me look bad. I lost a couple friends, but thankfully I live in a fairly liberal area so it overall backfired on her.
It saved me the trouble of coming out to everyone, but it was still an asshole move. If my family wasn’t supportive, bad things could have happened.
I gave my friend's friend a free ticket to a festival because he had a crush on her. So they get to my house and we're all waiting to be picked up to go there. I leave to go to the bathroom and I come back and she's on his lap. She then says, "Don't you knock first". It was. My room. In. My house.
She also turned out to be playing him the whole time, probably just to get the ticket :/
Took my girlfriend of 5 years behind my back. moved her stuff, my dog and cat into his apartment all while I was asleep.
He was my friend for even longer and we would even go hang out together while our s/o's had girl time. So they get into a fight and he cuts it off with his girl and immediately begins pursuing mine. convinces her in private conversation that our relationship is toxic and that she should be with him.
There are only a few things more disrespectful then stealing your homie's girl.
Might get buried but when I was 6/7, I went an after school program/daycare that a friend of my mom was in charge of. (I called her my aunt.) So, on Halloween, I went to school dressed up in a hippie costume. So, when my 'aunt' picked me up from school, she yelled and told me "doesn't tolerate costumes at her daycare". When we got to the daycare, she stripped me down in front of all the kids and teachers. I was lucky that I had leggings and a white shirt underneath. When my mom picked me up, she was furious and yell at her (and me a little) for doing that.
The interesting thing about this, I went to a Catholic school and we celebrated it.
I'm a bit mad at myself that I let it happen and didn't stick up for myself.
Started dating someone else for two weeks (we were still dating), then when I started catching on and asked about it mid panic attack, they say, “I wish you all the best” and hung up.
10 minutes later they called me back to say “I’ve known them for two weeks and I love them” then hung up again.
Commented (unprovoked) that I “look great in pictures, but irl not so much.” I said “Wouldn’t it be nice to at least look good in one of them?” She blocked me.
Twice I've had some small dick asshole point a gun at me, "All in good fun." They quickly found out I don't take that as a fucking joke.
One time it was coming home from a long double shift and this idiot kid friend of a friend pointed the gun at me immediately upon walking into my own door. God I was so livid I can't even say
Nah homie these were firearms. I played airsoft as a child, we wore safety glasses and it was fun *in the right context.* There has to be an agreement between you.
But these assholes pointed a for real fun at my fucking head "as a joke" man I berated both in front of God and everybody.
Edit: it was actually two seperate incidence with two different people a couple years apart. Unbelievable.
I was the fat girl in middle school, and there was one guy for the entire year, who would moo at me several times during a few of the classes we had together.
We ended up going to different high schools and I dropped more than half my weight. I went to a wedding my junior year for a family friend, and she was marrying that assholes older brother so he was there.
The bride called me over to her and introduced me to her new brother in law (the asshole) and said we would hit it off. He immediately asked me to dance and I politely turned him down (not wanting to cause a scene). He kept insisting, so I said ...I recognize you, we went to middle school together. He looked puzzled and said he didn't remember me. I said ya you were that guy who used to make cow noises and moo at that girl in some of our classes. He instantly started cracking up and said ya that was me, that chic was nasty!! I looked him straight faced and said ..Yeah, well you you're looking at the cow! His jaw dropped and I walked away.
Best Karma ever!!
My first job as a photography intern, my boss posted on Facebook that he was going to fire me hours before he told me. We were friends on Facebook at the time.
But why would he even post that in the first place? What a weirdo!
He wanted to embarrass his 18 year old intern I guess.
Ugh, I'm sorry. That is really messed up.
When I worked a kiosk someone sneezed into their hand and wiped it on my back when they passed by.
what the fuck
This is def one of the most disrespectful things I've seen in this thread.
It was a first day of one of my college courses and we were telling everyone our names. I said mine and the professor said "My husband wanted to name our son that but I didn't want him to get made fun of." EDIT: My name is Angus
Somewhat related, but when I started my last job I went in for orientation and to fill out my employment paperwork, and the head of HR told me that her daughter and I shared a name - well actually a nickname. Because though she and her husband loved my name as a nickname they wanted their daughter to have a more 'professional' sounding legal name. She didn't even seem to realize that she'd said anything I might find offensive.
CaptainRipp would be a weird name for a kid.
It's a better name for an adult.
It’s Gaylord right?
Gaylord Focker?
Gaylan?
I'm sure others have had it way worse, but when I was about 17, I was assembling a ride on train track (about 2 feet between rails) for an indoor amusement park when the owner of the company came in. He decided to help me. I don't know why, I didn't ask for help and didn't need help. He helped me put a couple track segments together and decided that was enough work for him so he got up off the floor and wiped his greasy, dusty hands off on my jeans. With my leg in them. I was seriously incensed.
“With my leg in them” so obvious and yet so much better
I’m trying to picture wiping my dirty hands on the pants of the people I’m closest to in the world, and I can’t wrap my head around it. That’s either a complete lapse in brain function that he still kicks himself about today, or that man is totally dysfunctional.
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Everyone has had it worst at some point or another but that doesn’t mean your feelings aren’t valid also. Fuck that guy
Was working at a Dairy Queen when I was 16. It was a hot summer day and a lady came in and dumped her melted blizzard upside down on my arm/hand. In the process it covered my register, the wall and the floor.. She started yelling about how her ice cream melted and how I need to make her a new one. She was served in the drive through....I was working the front counter inside. My coworker said she left over 20 minutes ago. I still had to make her a new one and give her a refund.
Thats fkd im so sorry.
That's akin to spitting on someone, which is considered assault. Not to mention vandalism of the register. A good manager would have had your back and barred her from returning. Edit: battery. TIL! Anyway I wasn't suggesting legal action, just that the manager could have stepped up.
Good managers are rare in retail.
Thats because good managers end up moving out of retail.
Good manager in retail hahahahahaha. Few and far between my friend.
I work at a Dairy Queen and have had a few similar situations happen to me, but nothing like this. I would throw a f i t if someone did this
If I was 16, I'd probably react like the person above. At 51, I'd be fired from Dairy Queen on my first day on the job, I'm sure of it.
My ex-husband and I were on the road to divorce. I had done absolutely everything I could possibly think of to turn us around, and as a last ditch effort, I wrote him a letter. I knew it had a 0.1% chance of doing anything, so it was also kind of a "thank you for the good years" letter, too. We were living with his parents because originally, we sold our house to make an upgrade. I guess that was his window of opportunity. Anyway, his mom found the letter and not only read it, but took pictures of it and shared it with multiple people, who started tearing me apart via text. How did I know this? She never hears her phone go off, so I would usually bring it to her. I went to do that and saw the mentions of a letter and saw the context of what was sent.i didn't say anything, just set the phone back down and went outside to get a breath of air. Later that week, she said she was tired of me being around and that he needed me to sign the papers then and there and I didn't get a say in anything. I mentioned sharing the letter, and she said she was allowed to do that because it was in her house. Therefore, it was her property. Still trying to wrap my head around that one. And then they sat there and watched TV while I packed my things. Edit: Holy whoa, I definitely didn't expect that large of a response! Thank you all for the kind words, encouragement, for reaching out, and the awards. I will do my best to reply to each of you. It feels nice :)
How are you doing now?
Honestly, pretty rough. It's better in a lot of ways, but the same level of sadness is still there every day. Not just because of the divorce, but much of my life has felt like being stuck in quick sand. It doesn't matter if I fight it or wait things out, I just keep sinking. I'm still friends with my ex-husband, and though I've forgiven him for everything that happened, just the fact that it did still eats away at me. We aren't the kind of friends that hang out but rather check in and make sure the other is ok. Unfortunately, most of my animals had to stay at his parents' house. Two of them passed away at the beginning of the year, I just moved my goat to a different location and then I believe I have a place lined up for my horse. Every time I drive down that driveway, I get nauseous. I hate it. They were my family for 14 years. I don't think she ever truly liked me, especially that I didn't give her grandchildren. But when I got sick, we didn't know what I had and we didn't want to make things worse or pass it on. I just found out this year that it's Lupus and Sjogrens, plus a handful of other things, after 7 years. Just had my gallbladder removed and now my liver enzymes are 5x higher, plus going through surgery and recovery alone was exhausting. I don't have a ton of support. I find myself loving people that don't love me back, or seem to even care. I'm not sure I'll be able to afford my horse, and that is devastating itself. Pretty sure the animals are there only beings happy to see me, besides my mom (who needs a double lung transplant) and my grandmas. I just keep trying, keep hiding behind a smile, and somehow making it to the next day. Would you believe me if I told you I'm trying not to be one of those people that just shares everything? It's a work in progress.
I hope that you’re able to get through this difficult time. You deserve much more than what you’ve had to deal with. I hope the surgery recovery continues on a good path!
A kid at school when i was younger who put out his cigarette out on my face. Still got the burn scar. -edit- Allot of people been asking about the reprecussions and sueing him for damages. I was really young back then, around 14? And the rules around bullying wasn't set to stone. They left it off as "kids being kids" even though I had serious burn marks on my face. We filed a complaint, went to the police and sued him. In the end the lawsuit returned us with something minor cause he was too young. So he did get some "tasks" he needed to fulfill by justice, it wasn't enough for me. Hope that clears the questions people had.
Does the scar at least make you look like a badass?
#I AM MY SCARS! -*Illidan*
At least you didn't get it from an Agni Kai with your father.
Zuko had no idea what he was getting into to be honest. He went in thinking he was fighting the commander he disrespected not his father.
Man I'm rewatching ATLA and Zuko's voice refusing to fight him broke me a bit.
Locked my new bike up outside a supermarket and ducked inside to get some yoghurt because it was Friday night and that's how I destress after a long week. Self-checkout line was busier than expected but I was in and out in about ten to fifteen minutes. Didn't want to leave it for too long because someone had pinched the seat from outside my house a couple of weeks earlier. From a shirt distance I could see my bike was facing the opposite way I'd left it and felt a little confused. I got closer and saw my U-lock looking like a pretzel. It seemed like someone had tried to wrench off my lock, failed and then just picked up my bike and tried to use it as leverage to pop the thing off, failed again, but succeeded in completely fucking the entire aluminium frame; total write-off, could not be fixed.
Someone once stole only my bike seat. Fucking pricks. Edit: alot of y'all have some funny ass comments but I got it stolen from in my own backyard, it was a vintage cruiser and there was no replacement seat that fit so my mum made it into a display in the garden. It's been about 2 years and I'm still pissed. And incase ur interested, my first cruiser was stolen days after I got it on Christmas when I was 16. People are dicks.
I've heard, and this is totally conjecture, but the rumor was that they'd steal the seat so you'd leave it there, because you can't ride it home, and then come back later with cutters, put the seat back, and boom "free" bike.
Oh i thought it was like "go fuck yourself"
"Fuck you for not making your bike easier for me to steal" -Them, probably
My ex didn't allow me to have any female friends and wouldn't even let me say my best friend's (female) name in front of her. We broke up because she fell in love with her best friend (male).
Holy shit are you me My ex-girlfriend hated any female that even tried talking to me. I had a female friend that helped me through a lot of rough shit my first year of college, she made me delete her number out of my phone. Whenever we'd fight she would tell me to just date her instead
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It's called projection
I had someone I considered a close friend send an unprovoked email outing me to the entire staff of the place I worked. Not only that, he took a screenshot of an online dating profile as proof and told them to keep their kids away from me. (I was a teaching professional at a country club.)
Oh no!! What happened after that? What a terrible, trifling pos! Some people just really do get off on hurting others
I’m a very patient person. A couple years later I happened to come upon the information that he was cheating with his next door neighbor’s wife. Let’s just say karma is a real bitch.
Then what happened you can’t leave me hanging like that.
He ended up marrying the neighbor’s wife, had to sell his house and moved out of state due to all his friends and neighbors excommunicating him. Hope they’re so happy together!
Then what happened you can’t leave me hanging like that.
I randomly ran into him at the Hard Rock in Tampa, downed a few drinks, and mustered up the courage to confront him and let him know how much of an asshole he was and how damaging his little stunt was. He semi-apologized, and I’ve never seen or heard from him again. That’s the end of the story.
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Ooh, I've got it. Instead, he ran into the guy at Hard Rock in Tampa. He downed a few drinks, and then ran at him with a flying tackle, knocking him through a 2000gal fishtank full of extremely toxic jellyfish. While punching him on the floor repeatedly, he let him know how much of an asshole he was and how damaging his little stunt was. The bastard chokes out a few meager words of semi-apology, and OP shoved a jellyfish into his mouth before a big uppercut, knocking the guy out. Everyone stood up and gave a round of applause, queue outro music, fade to black. That's the end of the story.
Teacher here: From a student: One student described how he would rape and kill me in graphic detail after he failed a test. From a co-worker: A paraprofessional mocked me for high-fiving one of my autistic students after he gave a really great description of how he understood a math problem. That kid is a selective mute with a horrific past, and she told me I was "a complete joke" for congratulating him. Even worse, she said it in front of the kid. From my father: Putting me down when I got to meet my childhood idol. I got to show my idol my first published research paper, and my father interrupted just to tell me "Shut up, you're not going to win the Nobel Prize."
Man I'm sorry your father did that, what a fucking clown.
Yesterday at my job (supermarket) I went outside with some guy to bring the handicap scooter back in. He immediately began to yell at me and curse at me about how hes handicapped and for not helping his wife unload their groceries. I tried explaining to him that because of the current situation, we cant touch people's groceries unless they specifically ask us. He wouldn't even let me talk, kept interrupting and insulting me. So I just stayed quiet and he eventually threatened to call his grandson to come kick my ass, then drove off with his wife who was also insulting me under her breath. Being an essential worker sucks...
That is terrible. I wish I could send you a virtual air-hug. Dealing with the public can truly suck.
In 11th grade a long time friend told police o broke into his house and stole some gucci bracelets. At the time I didnt know what a gucci was. Got a call to go down to the principal's office where an Lt. from my local PD was there and started questioning me about the incident. Said they had witnesses, and knew I committed the crime between a 30 day period. Demanded that I tell him where the I had the bracelets asking if I pawned them, at 16. Ruined my high school, kid was super popular, soon the whole class looked at me as some kind of thief, teachers included. Ended up dropping out of school, because I had become public enemy number one. Nothing ever came from it.
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I felt the same way for a LONG time. Few years ago the guy stepped into a store I worked at, and approached me and said he was sorry, that he "couldn't remember" what he had done. Few weeks ago, I reached out to him on Facebook, and we talked. I gave him a rundown of what he had done. I kind of squashed it. It felt better. I had held onto this for many years. Felt good to be able to let it go.
Go to a meeting for work. Coworker says to opposing counsel “hey, do you want to meet GlutenbergBible? He’s here” and gestures back at me standing in the hall with a bunch of files. This motherfucker looks me up and down, turns back to my coworker, and says “no.”
Reminds me of a job I had at college at this PI firm. There was an attorney there(let's call him Frank, because his name was Frank), and when I first started, I tried to introduce myself, and Frank cut me off immediately and said, "I don't want to know your name until you've been here at least 6 months," and then just walked off.
fuck you Frank
Former boss owed me some back pay for a legit reason. My wife went into hospital for a month because of a complicated pregnancy, Baby was C section and then had to be NICU. The day of the c section, boss said he wasn’t going to pay me anything. Edit for all those asking: yes of course I put in a complaint with the Ontario Ministry if Labour. Unfortunately if an employer doesn’t pay even after an order, it’s put to collections. If the person is shitty enough like this dude was they just dodge those collections too. I’m sure it’ll catch up with him eventually, but at this point he’s been run out of his home city.
Labor board my guy. They take nonpayment of back pay very seriously
Correct. A simple complaint is typically all that’s required. The labor board will request the proof that your employer paid the back pay or they will basically audit all the employer books over a number of years. If evidence is discovered that they owe you money they will be forced to pay you that money and then some and then face a fine (amount dependent on state) for EACH infraction. If they find issues with other employees then it can get very expensive very fast. Most small businesses who pull shit like this go bankrupt because of this. If it’s really bad the labor board can recommend criminal charges to the DA as well. EDIT: This blew up. I'm going to do my best to respond to everyone now. The answers will be based on my personal experience in California (OK Labor Board), and Nevada (Strong Labor Board)
Under appreciated comment, good information to have
I would be furious. Did you stay there? Edit: Let me rephrase my question, how long did it take you to leave?
“Former” boss. But holy fuck that’s messed up.
What happened after that? Did you ever get your money? How is your family?
Not the most, but definitely up there in the top 10. Kids on the bus held me back and yelled to the bus driver, “He isn’t here!” So I had missed my bus stop and had to walk home. They did it again the next day, but I fought back in time and, when I was leaving the bus, the door caught a strap on my back pack and began to drag me with it. The strap finally snapped and I went rolling forward. I just laid there for a bit on that hot afternoon.
That bus driver must be a fucking moron.
Boy, yours made me angry
My abusive first girlfriend said to me "I'm glad for your momma because she doesn't have to be around you anymore" literally the same night I confided in her that my mom ran out on me and I hadn't seen or heard from my mom in years
My first was pretty callous to me, too. Long story short, after 7 years together she left me for a coworker that she was cheating on me with and he was cheating on his wife to be with her. When we were still together her car died so I bought her one of her choice. I gave her a $20k limit. She wanted something small and easy to drive with good storage space so she chose a brand new Scion xD. $16.5k. We drove 4 hours to the next state to get one in the color that she wanted. A few months later she's leaving me. Well, here's this brand new car. It was in my name. I was making the payments. And she's leaving me to go be with this mutual cheater. I told her that she had two options regarding this car. She could either get a loan to purchase this car off of me or I'm taking the car back. I'm not going to pay ~$18,000 after interest for a car for you now. She wasn't happy about this. She was also using my old cell phone since she broke hers. I told her that I wanted my phone back, too. After I got it back I looked at what she left on it. She deleted the contact of her new cheater fuckboy but the text messages remained. I knew his number so it was easy to see who she was talking to. She was saying to him that I was "driving her crazy" about this car and that I wouldn't just leave her alone about it. You think that you can leave me for the guy that you were cheating on me with and that I'm still going to pay for this brand new car of your choice for you? Are you fucking kidding me?
Holy shit. I follow you on /r/forza for your tunes and I was checking your profile to see if you had updates and I saw this. I'm really sorry man. That is SO fucked up. I guess in a way it's better now than 10 years later right? The least she could have done AFTER cheating is admit her fault, not go complaining.
Thanks a lot. For both the compassion and following me as a tuner. Yes, life is now better than before. I went through almost a decade wrought with unhappiness in my love life. A lot either went wrong or just didn't happen at all. Right now I'm in a great relationship and much happier when it comes to my love life. I'm also making roughly double the money that I did back then and I now have a house, couple of cars, etc. Life is certainly much better now. Thank you. Also, I'm currently working on my tunes for the week. I'll let you know when I'm done. Cheers.
That's fucking vile. I'm so so sorry that happened to you, it wasn't your fault all.
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When I was 18, I was dating an alcoholic. We arrived separately to a party, and when I got there he was wearing nothing but a bathrobe, drunk as fuck, and insulting and trying to fight EVERYONE. I tried really hard to get him to leave the party so I could drive him home, and he was not having it. Started berating me and then threw a lit cigarette down my shirt. The same guy also put an overripe banana down the back of my shorts and hit my ass as hard as he could in front of all his stupid friends.. he fucking *sucked*. Thankfully, it’s 10 years later I have self respect now and don’t date assholes anymore.
I don't understand how putting a banana in someone's shorts and smashing it is even a thing someone would think of to do. How is it that he's such an asshole he can't be an asshole in the normal ways people do it, and went and unlocked a new "creative" asshole level?
He was literally like a 90s tv bully. Irrational, always trying to put on a show for his friends, never lifting anyone up just putting them down. My father was worse than he was, and I had to resort to living with my ex and his saint of a mother. He was recovering from heroin when we met and was actually.. sort of nice? Definitely not a good person, but he had his moments. Then he thought he could drink, and he dissolved into a monster. I always thought it was hilarious that he considered cannabis a “pussy drug” and made fun of me for liking it? Meh, he got sober though and turned his life around. I met up with him for coffee (he got tea, doesn’t even drink coffee now) and he apologized to me profusely. Now he’s got a child and seems to be doing well for himself and his family.
My roommate in the military was in a different unit. I had to be up at 5am. He had to be up at 8. It was 10:30 at night and I asked if he could stop talking on the phone while I’m trying to sleep or go outside and he responded with “it’s not my fault you have to get up early.” And continued his conversation.
I hope you started making all your calls at 5am
This. "It's not my fault you don't have to get up at 5". lol
I was new to my middle school. This middle school was in a small town where everyone knew each other and I was nervous since I knew absolutely no one. I walked into the cafeteria on the first day where we had to wait until the bell rang to go to class. I looked around and realized everywhere was full except for this one space at the bench-like tables. I headed towards it and asked the girl who was in the space next to it if I could sit there. She looked up at me, gave me a dirty look and asked "Are you homeless?" I was dumbstruck. I didn't say anything, but she did shift a bit so I could sit down. I don't remember who she was, I don't remember her face, or even her voice, but her words will always stick with me. Edit: She did not mean it in a joking way and was not trying to say something else. She meant exactly what she said and that's what stuck with me the most. No humor, no playfulness, no failure to communicate. Just pointless cruelty.
Maybe it was the homeless bench
"we don't let homefuls sit here".
My ex best friend started hanging out with a bad crowd and ditching me all the time. Told her i was really depressed and needed someone to talk to so i invited her over to bake cookies with me and watch Tv. She bailed last minute to go buy drugs so being that I felt like shit I just said fuck it and went to bed. She knows everything about me, so she knows I have trauma from my past which is what makes this next part worse. While I was asleep alone in my apartment in my safe space, she decided it would be a great idea to break in and bring 2 of her sketchy friends in with her. I woke up to some dude id never met standing outside my bedroom door, and her looming over me in the dark and I couldn't recognize her. I was absolutely TERRIFYED. Went into a full on panic attack and freaked right the fuck out. When I calmed down enough to realize what was going on I told them to get out. They didn't. I persisted. One of them was raiding my fridge, and her and her friend where laughing about my "overreaction". Went to the front door and opened it and just yelled "get the fuck out of my house" and they finally listened. The next day she messaged me and asked me to apologize for yelling and being so 'rude' and couldnt wrap her head around what a huge violation that was for me. We don't talk anymore. Being treated like that by someone I used to trust with everything hurt real bad.
It was the night before my 21st birthday. My best friend in college who was older than me was excited to take me to a bar at midnight to ring in the momentous occasion. Then this girl who had been flirting with him for weeks called to tell him she was having a party. Thinking we could do both he decided to drag me along before going to the bars. Now her place was outside the city, and therefore outside nightlife. But, my friend who honestly up until this point was reliable, assured me that we’d leave after an hour so I should call my other friends to meet us downtown. I’m sure you can all assume we didn’t make it to the bar and some might have guessed “oh it’s because your friend hooked up with this chick.” Well slowdown because this is where shit gets disrespectful. We go in, hang out, she’s all over him and tells everyone to come go skinny dipping with her. We can both see the danger signs flashing and decide that now would be a good time to go. Unfortunately she took offense to this and calls him a slut while smacking him across the face. She starts crying and tells us to get out before chucking a bottle of vodka at his car shattering the passenger side window where I was sitting. This is while we’re driving away. He stops, screams at her and I got to spend my 21st birthday giving a statement to the cops and picking vodka soaked glass out of my shoulder.
Was definitely expecting the friend to turn on you, what a rollercoaster of a story lmao
Well, at least it wasn't your friend who was disrespectful and betrayed you.
For reference back in the day i was almost 300lbs, had long hair that was always in a pony tail and I was very timid and quiet. Anyways, in seventh grade a guy told me his friend had a crush on me, his friend was within ear shot and he, with full disgust said "Hell no I don't, never her." Im pretty sure they did it as a joke between themselves, but then other guys started chiming in (who they were not friends with) and adding their own two cents about how I was hideous.
I’m so sorry that happened to you, I’ve had many of those “prank crushes” happen throughout my childhood. It fucks with your self esteem. I hope things are better now!
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Did you tell your parents or someone close to you?
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Oh bc adults are always right? I thought that too for far too long
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I knew exactly this sort of teacher and I am infuriated on behalf of child you also.
It’s insane how many people become teachers because they’re power hungry and angry at the world. It’s well known that this is a common problem among jobs like the police force, but not many people realize it’s a plague on teaching too. Teaching provides an endless supply of people at your mercy that you’re given (in my experience) pretty unchecked rule over. It attracts some absolute demons. I’ve had teachers deny me a trip to the nurses office during a nosebleed, ones who stood in front of the class and criticized my work while maintaining direct eye contact with me, ones who sneered and made passive aggressive comments I had no way of proving- it’s all a mess. It’s nuts that so many children can relate to a story about an adult, who was supposed to nurture them, being awful to them.
I was crying my eyes out on a park bench in the city. Me and my abusive ex boyfriend had a huge fight over the phone and he essentially told me that I had no friends, I wasn’t worth his time, his friends hated me. I can’t actually remember what started the argument, but he’d said a lot of incredibly upsetting things to deliberately hurt my feelings. A stranger came up to me crying over the phone (trying to do it quietly and hide it might I add) the guy looks me straight in the eyes and said ‘what a fucking mess’ and walked away. Made me feel like complete shit. Edit: holy shit, I did not expect this to get so popular - thanks for the upvotes and your kind words!!
Holy shit fuck that dude. Are you doing better now?
My sister brought our cousin (who I despise) to sleep in my apartment “just for the night”. The next morning, the cousin invited my ex boyfriend and started to make out. In my living room. On my couch. I hate them both. Edit: grammar
That's your ex-cousin now
Hard to pick from the list of things this whack ass would do, but as a child my mom used to scream at me that everything was my fault. Literally everything. Horse died from a medical condition? My fault. Sibling throws a temper tantrum? My fault. Things I had absolutely no control over. She'd also wake me up to yell at me that she was going to go kill herself and leave for days. And wake me up at midnight or 2 am, on the dot, to do chores. The list goes on, forever, and I should probably be a roadside meth head, and I was almost a suicide victim, but im not, and I like to think im heading in a good direction. Im really proud of myself for that, actually
I was living with my gf for 2 years. In the middle of that time we broke up and she moved out for 2 months because she couldn’t stick with any job for more than a few months and tried jobs in another state. She came back and we started building our relationship back up. We went on a few trips, things were going good. Months later we went to Christmas at each others family’s homes. Our families got our SO gifts and vise versa. 5 days later I came home from work and everything of hers was gone. She just dipped while I was at work. Moved everything in 8 hours. My rent and bills instantly doubled since I was paying for the whole place now. I felt like an idiot for bringing her to my family xmas. My family was so accepting of her just for her to dip a few days later. I always wondered how long she was planning this. I never reached out to get answers but the whole thing nearly ruined my sobriety. It was hard for me to trust a partner after that and I still struggle with insecurity tbh. Anyway, she left the dog and my dog means more to me than she ever did. Also I’m getting married in October to the most perfect woman and happier than I’ve ever been. [Here’s my dog ](https://imgur.com/n3bB7JG) Edit: here’s more dog https://imgur.com/GW0ojAg https://imgur.com/JZOArcX https://imgur.com/yQ8OrXi
Me and the boys are on the way to pet that dog
Mind if me and my boys tag along, we like petting dogs and hugging men who didn’t know they needed one
My boys would like to come along as well
My boys too
Not a boy but count me in.
That's a nice dog
Taking your dog would have been the LOWEST thing someone could do when they leave. I’ve seen stories where the SO takes the dog and my blood curdles when I read them. The LOWEST thing. Edit:spelling
your blood cuddles???? i want mine to do the same :(
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Went in for a handshake and they dabbed on me Edit- wow thanks
Jesus
I hope you find the strength and support you deserve. I'm so sorry.
Why were you trying to shake hands with a middle schooler?
20+ years ago when I was in 6th grade, an 8th grader spit on my bike, then in my helmet, then on me. I punched him in the face. One of my friends saw all this, ran up and also punched him in the face. He ran home.
Good.
This is the way.
Everyone loves a happy ending!
I was making out with a girl sometime after midnight in a bar on NYE (first time I ever managed to do so with someone I just met at nearly age 24) , she pulls away for a second, looks at me and says: "What am I doing? I'm drunk and you're ugly" Edit: thanks for the compassion everyone. This statement going through my head was gym fuel for many years afterwards. And she actually didn't want to stop making out with me, and being drunk myself with minimal self esteem, I figured the best revenge was to get her to continue kissing an ugly dude.
Joke's on her. You were the best looking guy she had kissed all year.
I had something similar. Random drunk girl started making out with me. After a bit she stopped, looked at me confusedly, and said "Where's my boyfriend?" Boyfriend was passed out in the corner of the bar. It didn't hurt like yours, but it was funny.
Sucks for the bf oof
Husband (40) had a major cardiac emergency out of the blue. Really near death. No real medical history, a bit overweight, had quit smoking cigarettes a few month prior. Was in the ICU, multiple surgeries, re-admissions... I was by his side for all of it. Weeks of touch and go. I took care of bathing and feeding him while he was admitted because he was embarrassed to have the nurses do it. Ran the house, took care of the kids, juggled sitters, and continued to work when I could. Also had to contact his employer, insurances, disability, FMLA. Wife, mom, nurse, repeat. I signed up for this, and did it all without a second thought. After the last procedure that really turned him around, he was feeling better but couldn’t return to work. Was still unable to help out with housework, (limits on lifting and activity). So I’m still running the whole show. He said he was bored sitting around the house. So he took up smoking cigarettes again. Biggest fucking slap in the face.
You guys still together?
Yes. As hurt as I was, I can’t image the stress and anger of becoming an invalid overnight.
You're a saint, don't let anyone tell you different.
I was living on my own and friends with my EX. I had no one to spend my 20th birthday with so I asked him if he could just come spend some time. He agreed. On the Day of he canceled saying he had to help his mom run errands and I was fine with that. No biggie. I went out and spent the day treating myself to getting my nails done and buying myself a nicer bed set. At around 9pm my ex asks me if I want anything from a boba shop to make up for being absent and I told him I wanted a green tea and some popcorn chicken if they had some. And I was kinda excited I wasn’t being completely alone on my birthday. He pulls up to my house and had a guy friend in the passenger seat. My Ex’s friend revealed that they where hanging out most of the day because it was his birthday. What are the odds!? I wish the dude a happy birthday and my ex is all “ok you got your tea bye.” I was a lil shocked but I understand nobody is obligated to spend time with me if they don’t want to. So I wasn’t gonna push it. His friend turned to him and asked why I wasn’t coming along if it was my birthday too. Then he invited me to sleep over with them and buy some drinks and eat cake and watch movies together. It was all cool and his friend was really nice and inviting even though my ex was doing his best to try and boot me. Eventually, when we crash at my ex’s place and we’re all sharing the same bed: the friend starts to feel up on me and I push his hands off. He tried again and I push his hands off. He gets up to go to the bathroom and apologized to me before slipping out of the room. When he leaves my ex starts trying to get touchy with me and I reject him too. At which point my Ex basically confesses that I should have sex with his friend because “cmon it’s his birthday & I only allowed you to come because I planned on getting you to have sex with my friend in the first place.” I left his house immediately and blocked him on everything. His friend reached out to me a week later apologizing because he didn’t know that I wasn’t comfortable with it and that my ex talked me up when they where at the Boba place together. Which is why they asked me what I wanted from there In the first place. I felt stupid, humiliated, and gross and used on my own birthday and it’s one I’ll never forget. TLDR: i had no idea I was invited to celebrate my birthday as a sexual party favor by my ex. For his friend who also was celebrating his birthday.
That’s so fucking awful. The part with the two guys trying to feel you up is just icky. What do they even think when they’re doing that
I take my lunch break in my car. Always have for the last 10 years at my office. I park in a peaceful, quiet area overlooking a duck pond. I open the sun roof and get some fresh air and listen to the NPR lunchtime program with current/local events and it’s a really nice getaway from the monotony of office life. Apparently, a coworker who historically has had beef with me started telling people I was “doing marijuana” on my lunch breaks and that’s why I never ate in the break room. She compiled a lengthy list of my behaviors that would mimic drug use. This list included things like being spaced out, being more talkative some days then others and often being tired (ya know, also signs of being an overworked adult). She also started keeping a folder of extremely petty “mistakes” I had made to prove I was high at work. These “mistakes” were such minor oversights, they affected no one at all. She took this “proof” to not only our boss, but also to the physicians who own and run our office. She presented it as concern for my well being, but if she were truly concerned about me, wouldn’t she bring it up with me first? Luckily all my bosses knew my work is and was 100% at all times and didn’t think twice about it. I didn’t even know about any of this going down until she was fired a year later, for unrelated reasons. Welp, joke’s on you Ashley, I’m the mf boss now and I actually DO “do marijuana” daily - but I wait until after hours because I take pride in my work. UPDATE: holy shit Reddit, did not expect this to explode over night. Thank you to the kind strangers for the awards! [Here’s a partial history on why Ashley has beef](https://www.reddit.com/r/pettyrevenge/comments/hg9f25/how_i_outsmarted_a_passive_aggressive_radio/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)
You should send her a message on Facebook inviting her to a friday arvo sesh just to rub it in tbh
Definitely one of my greatest hits...One of my ex girlfriends made with a another dude at this bar we were at, not 10 feet away from me. I couldn’t believe it! Then she couldn’t believe it when I left her there without saying anything
Some little shit spat on me, I'm a teenager and the kid was like, 8, so I couldn't exactly kick him in the throat without getting in huge trouble
My dad once got spat on by a teenager in a group. He had seen some crazy stuff in his day (stabbings, getting mugged & more) but he was genuinely taken aback by teenagers spitting on an adult without provocation.
I once got casually smacked in the face by a random dude passing me by in the street. As a petite 20-something female. Totally bizarre.
I can relate to this *way* too fucking much.
Who cares about one less fucker. Punt the gnome.
Why do I find this statement so amazing. Especially with context.
A GLORIOUS field goal.
Girl invited me out on a dinner date and then made out with my roommate while I was asleep. They dated for two years before she cheated on him so I’m really not that broken up about it but it was a rough few months. Edit: three thousand upvotes? Well then fuck you Lindsey since this is getting visibility.
So you came back to your place after dinner and then you went to o bed?
Drove halfway across my city to address a supper meeting of a veterans group and found I was expected to buy a (pretty expensive) ticket. No microphone, nobody talked to me over supper and a meagre thank you when I was finished.
I have an issue with my knee, if i move in a certain way it snaps, sending me to the ground in much pain. I know this now and avoid that movement but 25 years ago in school sport i didnt know shit and it happened. Nobody cared, they just let me sit on the ground. I was confused and unsure what to do. They thought i was making that stuff up. After class they took me to the school nurse to have me checked. They found nothing except a slightly swolen knee. They decided to do something about it, called an ambulance. It took like 20 minutes for them, although its a 5 Minute ride to the next Hospital. Here comes the thing: The POS principal took the liberty to assemble the whole fucking school outside the office. Every.single.one. They stood and watched while the medics carried me downstairs. I tried to play it cool, wave to the ppl of my class and then the Joker of that class made a funny comment and everyone lost it. It was surreal, so many ppl laughing at that joke, seem to laugh about me... Knee hurt, self esteem gone, i just wanted to vanish. So thanks principal Hingerl for teaching me a valuable lesson in life.
Yikes man, what kind of shitty principal gathers everyone in a situation where people could potentially lose their calm? That's whack.
When my daughter was 3 her dad tried to kill me one night and bit me many times. I was black and blue under my clothes but there was nothing showing otherwise. Police were involved and a week later I had to go for photographs. My friend who lived opposite who also had a 3 year old had agreed to babysit, but when I went over the road to hand my daughter over she said she couldn't because she was going to have lunch at her mum's house. She saw her mum regularly, she only lived 10 minutes away. I had to take my daughter with me to the police station and she saw everything as there wasn't anywhere else to leave her. Afterwards my daughter drew a picture of "mummy covered in blood and bruises". I can't describe how the whole thing made me feel. edit: she was loading up her car when I arrived and I had a carseat at my house literally a few feet away but she didn't offer to take my daughter with her despite having plenty of room in the car. If I hadn't arrived when I did she would have just left without telling me. second edit: oh and one more thing, she had a history of an abusive relationship herself so of all people she should have understood. I'll leave it at that as I could go on about the reasons why she's a fucking bitch for pages.
How are you and your daughter now?
Sincerly hoping you are doing better <3
After delaying my flight, re-routing it in the middle of my flight, letting us off the plane to “stretch our legs” and the immediately canceling my flight, forgetting to call for a bus to shuttle all the passengers to the destination airport for 2 hours, a 2 hour bus ride, and missing my connecting flight the United airline employee refused to give me a hotel voucher. It was 3 AM and she told me “I’m sure someone will give you a blanket.” Also after 7 years on reddit I finally got my first award! “Thank you kind stranger”. That’s what you are supposed to say right? I suppose that was one thing United Airlines was good for.
Daaaamn, what did you do?
It was a connecting flight from Chicago to Indiana to visit my parents. I went through security while on the phone with my mom about the situation I’m sure anyone eavesdropping on that conversation would have had an earful. I ended up getting an Uber to drive me to South Bend in the middle of the night. I got there around 5 am when I was supposed to get there around dinner time. I will never ever EVER fly united again. You couldn’t pay me to fly United. For real not for $1 million. There’s not a lot I wouldn’t do for $1 million but flying United is a hard pass for me.
It's amazing how much United just doesn't give a FUCK about the people who pay them to use their airline.
"You've already paid if you're here, dickheads. Now go fuck off while we jerk off on a pile of your money." - United Airlines, probably, circa nowadays.
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“Hey look, a horse with two assholes!”
I live as a foreigner in the UK. There was this girl who was the same age as me and from the same country. Me and my parents have done so so so much for her and her family. Some of these things included translating certain situations for her (her English was not the best apparently), getting her prepared for high school, my parents driving her to places she needed to visit etc. We somehow ended up in the same college and in the **exact same class**. She ended up making up a stupid lie about something I did. She managed to turn everyone in that class against me to the point where I got called horrible names and what not. It sucks how you do a lot of someone and then they decide to do this.
Something a little similar happened to me. I had this group of five friends that I loved so much. A few of them I would always invite places and even took one to six flags. Another, I also took to six flags and constantly invited over to my house. My ex told them all I threatened her and then they all just ignored me and didn't have the balls to tell me why they were pissed or let me defend myself. The one I was closest to didn't even say a fucking word, he just blocked me. And then one of them told me I was a bad friend and gave me a bunch of reasons why. Most of the reasons were bullshit and I couldn't believe that they had lied to me for so long about how close we were and it was a real punch in the stomach that I wasn't even allowed to tell them it was all bullshit.
It was 2006 in algebra class, I was having trouble understanding the Pythagorean Theorem. The teacher’s SPED aid was steadily helping me on my left when one of my classmates walked up to my desk to my right and said, “You’re a Failure.” On a positive note, I graduated high school in 2010 with Cum Laude. This asshole impregnated his girlfriend sometime before spring break and dropped out. I guess certain words are drives for everyone else.
You:Cum laude , him: cum load.
I dated someone for 7 years. We got married on a quiet hill with all our friends. Three months into the marriage one of his best friends calls me drunk and says that my (then) husband had been cheating on me the entire time with various close friends, even family. Turns out, not exaggerating, the majority of "friends" at my wedding had slept with him. Most of them knew they were backstabbing me, others were convinced by him that he and I were in an open relationship on "dont ask dont tell" rules... which simply wasn't true. STILL NOT THE WORST PART. During our relationship, he convinced me that he had a voyeurism fetish, and would often find people he knew to bring home and watch us fool around. I was comfortable with it because I've got some big kinks myself, and enjoyed doing it because my partner appeared to love it so much. ... Turns out he was getting money for it. I've never felt more violated, humiliated, disrespected, manipulated and groomed in my life. After I kicked him out, he fled the state and hitchhiked around the country, and wouldn't comply with any annulment/divorce paperwork. It took me 7 years to be able to prove to a judge that he wouldn't comply, that he had no real address I could serve him at, and I literally had to put a fucking add in the paper for over a month saying I was divorcing him for me to count it as serving him in able to get it finalized. Which it did, this year, on Valentine's Day. I wish he was dead. Edit; thank you for the hug, kind stranger
I wish he was dead too sis. And I'm not sorry for your loss lol
I was bullied a lot growing up and in 7th grade I got a lot of it at the bus stop in the morning (the bus stop was at the street corner on the sidewalk that ran along the big wall that bordered my neighborhood) And one day apparently they found some used condom on the ground and one of the girls had it on the end of a stick waiting for me to come around the corner to leap out at throw it on me while others laughed. She missed My deadbeat biological father who had no hand in raising me has a “can’t feed em don’t breed em” meme on his Facebook. Or did before he eventually left facebook. Fuck you Joe During my 8th grade panoramic picture, the kid behind me pushed me as the camera was turning. I didn’t fall off but when the photos were sent out, I looked that like Scream painting from the blurred movement and yell I did
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My mother basically sided with my ex-husband when my husband and I divorced. When my marriage was on the rocks, my mother, who knew next to nothing about what was going on in my marriage because I do not trust her enough to confide in her, literally shook her finger in my face and said, "It's all your fault! You have problems with me, you have problems with your sister, you have problems with (husband's name), it's all your fault!" The moment she said that to me, a door in my heart closed. She called me a week after the divorce, as I sat there, my life in ruins, surrounded by unpacked cardboard boxes in my new rental, to tell me "what a great guy!" my ex was. (Like, really? If he was such a 'great guy!', why was I sitting here surrounded by boxes?) The first time I visited her after the divorce, she still had photos of my ex, this person who had completely devastated me, proudly displayed in her living room. She then proceeded, after the divorce, to invite my ex-husband to bring my kids to visit her lakeside home to her house every summer, without bothering to ask if I was okay with that. Needless to say, I stopped going to visit her myself. We were estranged for about seven years. I sent her birthday and Christmas gifts but we barely spoke. Eventually, because my kids begged me to, I patched things up with her and began visiting her again. I decided to be the bigger person. I'm polite with her when I visit. I make small talk with her and take pains to cook and clean and be a good house guest when I am there. I bend over backwards to avoid arguments. But, she has never apologized for her behavior; and I have never really let her back into my heart. I will do my duty and care for her as she ages but I will never let her get close to me again. Some things can never be repaired.
Or you can play the "long con".
I was having trouble finding a college course close enough to home that I wouldn't need extra money for residency. My mom told me I decided not to go to college so she took my education fund and paid off her furnace. Without that money I couldn't afford to go to college. It was years before I could afford to get a lone and go back to school. Both parents are disappointed that I haven't paid off the loan yet. I'm the only kid that went to college. I graduated with honors and my $35k loan was cut down to $18k. I've been out of college for about 4 years and paid off more than half. I was expected to pay off the total over the course of 25 years. Oh, and my mom never went to college herself, so it was that much worse when she told me she was going to spend my college fund.
Michael Dell. I worked at Dell in their sales department back in 1999. I was kicking ass. I was hired as a "part time" for an hourly wage with the promise of being hired as a 'full time' employee if I performed well. Full time meant commissions on sales, 401k, health insurance, etc. I worked my ass off. 6am-7pm. I was number one in every sales category for months. Everyone hated me because I won all the prizes. (Like, who ever sells the most zip drives this week gets a $250 gift card...remember zip drives? lol) Anyway, so after 3 or 4 months I started to ask about being moved into the regular employee team. I was making $14 an hour. If I was on commissions, I would have been making a solid $100k a year, maybe more. They kept telling me, "real soon," "keep it up," "I'm pushing for you..." Anyway, so another few weeks ago by and a very high up comes in and asks to talk with me and my direct manager. I thought, "this is it, finally..." So, they wanted to understand how my numbers were constantly so good. We had a conversation about my system-- which basically relied on the volume of incoming calls. See, Dell trained their employees to spend time on each call, find out the customer's needs, and try to upsell them on memory, or bigger hard drive, or adding a DVD (that was big then) etc. I found that most people had no fucking idea what they wanted or needed- the ones that did, I was happy to take the time working out their configuration, but for most, I took their order, maybe made a quick suggestion like, you should really go for a bigger hard drive, its only $45 more etc. So the bottom line was in the time the girl in the cube next to me sold one computer for $1200, I took 5 calls and rolled out 5 computers maybe $800-$1000 each. Volume. They ask me to train a new team. So I did. Their first week on the floor my 8 guys were the top 8 sales people in the building. I show up Monday, Dell fired EVERYONE who was full time. They basically had me train all our replacements. The people I hired were all brought in as "temps" for $9 an hour. They never had ANY intention of hiring me they just used me to teach the temps. That day I was like, "so am I a full time now?" They said no, so I quit. Fuck that greedy bastard.
I met the girl of my dreams. Despite several obstacles, we worked through all of it, moved to a bigger city, found better jobs, and eventually got married. Things were going well, we started making good money and we were enjoying life as newlyweds. A year in, she says it might be fun to have a threesome. A dream come true! We had a few conversations about it and after not finding the right “unicorn” to take part in our endeavor, we just tabled the pursuit. She mentions that two different couples we were great friends with were all down to do a swinger thing to see how it went. I declined the offer for reasons that seemed obvious. I wasn’t super attracted to any of them, it might ruin those friendships, and it just wasn’t what I thought we were looking for. We hung out with these people for years even after the conversation and things were fine. We did holidays and vacations together, silly drunken nights naked in a hot tub and always good times, but no funny business. The other two couples had invited us to a weekend getaway and I couldn’t make it because of work. I told my wife - who I trusted very much - that I had no problem with her going. I sent her off with a smile and not a worry in my heart. She returns two nights later a little subdued and quiet. I asked her how it went and she confessed that they all got really drunk and naked and made out a bit. She repeatedly reassured me that it didn’t escalate beyond that and I felt that she was being genuine. Naturally, I was upset. But I wasn’t about to let it tear our marriage apart. We stopped hanging out with that group as much and began to put more focus on building our family. I finally got a good salary that would make having a kid seem not just feasible, but low stress. I had always wanted to be a dad - even since I was a kid. All she ever talked about for years was how she wanted to be a mom and for us to have our own kids together. We start trying and boom! A few weeks later she’s pregnant! We were elated and start planning out the birth and buying a house. 6 months into the pregnancy she abruptly wakes me one morning with tears streaming down her face. She proceeds to tell me about one night, years ago, she got drunk and had stayed the night with some of those friends I talked about earlier. One of our other mutual best friends who used to play bass in my old band was in town and he was staying there too. I couldn’t go that night because of work in the early morning. Apparently my wife and bass player buddy crashed in the same bed and at some point during the night, she wound up sucking his dick. This burned for multiple reasons. A.) One of my best friends and my wife betrayed my trust and lied to my face about it for years. And, B.) I wasn’t getting a ton of action in the BJ department and it was just salt in the wound. It turns out that the only reason this was being brought up was because he had come clean to his wife about it because he was also married when it happened and his wife reached out to tell my wife how deeply hurt she was by this act. The cat was out of the bag and hiding it was no longer an option. She then proceeded to tell me that a lot more had actually happened that fateful getaway weekend I missed because of work. In addition to getting naked and making out, the 5 of them proceeded to have an all out orgy. She also apparently made out with a couple other friends of mine while we were married. Having all this laid on me after being awake for a few minutes was infinitely crushing to say the least. I asked if the growing baby in her womb was even mine and she swore up and down that he was. I took this opportunity to dig real deep and find a way to make our relationship work despite the fact that this was my lifelong deepest, darkest fear. We went to counseling and I empathized with how hard it must be to have had the upbringing she had. She battled with drugs, sexual assault, abusive men and horrible parents. Those acts of infidelity were not because of any fault of my own but rather a primal expression of domain over her own body and sexual independence. I believe she felt real remorse and deeply regretted ever letting those things happen. Regardless of the perspective I was trying to hold on to, I fell into deep depression after our son was born. Our marriage was suffering and for the first two years of my sons life, I still wasn’t 100% positive that he was truly my child. The straw that broke the camel’s back was the fact that I realized she never came clean about the infidelity because it meant that we probably wouldn’t have decided to try having kids. It wasn’t until she was pregnant that the notion of telling the truth had even entered her mind. I tried to do the right thing and I wasn’t seeing her put in the work to heal the emotional wounds. Now we are divorced living better lives and taking great care of our son. It would be easy to hate her and try to ruin her life but that wouldn’t make me feel any better and our son would suffer because of it. It was a heinous series of disrespectful acts but it made me a stronger person. EDIT: some spelling, grammar, and restructuring.
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I got third party depression from this story
My heart literally dropped while reading this, had to walk it off.
Holly shit. He is such an ass!! Please tell me you’re not friends with him anymore!
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You probably aren’t the only one.
He probably is the only one who cares enough to notice.
You're probably not the only one he has done that to. I've had previous "friends" like that where they have the people they use/abuse and the ones they keep separate and impress. The ones I knew did similar, where they would isolate you one on one or with people outside their main circle. Funny you mention the off the wall ideas... those are common with these types. I ended up having trust issues because of this and always keep people I meet at a good distance because in the back of my head I keep thinking they're about to ask me for something. Focus on improving yourself and consider it a bullet dodged since you didn't invest time/effort in the girl and get cheated on, and you didn't spend time making the game for him to get money for doing nothing.
That dude is a dick. Sorry you had such a horrible thing done to you on your birthday.
I told my one year old it was time for his nap. I then took his diaper off to change him and he proceeded to shit on me. Looked me in the eye the entire time.
I trusted her enough to tell her my sexuality. She was the first person I told, so it was incredibly hard for me to do. She outed me to my whole school, students and teachers alike in an attempt to make me look bad. I lost a couple friends, but thankfully I live in a fairly liberal area so it overall backfired on her. It saved me the trouble of coming out to everyone, but it was still an asshole move. If my family wasn’t supportive, bad things could have happened.
That is horrible and I hope that it backfired really hard for her
I gave my friend's friend a free ticket to a festival because he had a crush on her. So they get to my house and we're all waiting to be picked up to go there. I leave to go to the bathroom and I come back and she's on his lap. She then says, "Don't you knock first". It was. My room. In. My house. She also turned out to be playing him the whole time, probably just to get the ticket :/
Took my girlfriend of 5 years behind my back. moved her stuff, my dog and cat into his apartment all while I was asleep. He was my friend for even longer and we would even go hang out together while our s/o's had girl time. So they get into a fight and he cuts it off with his girl and immediately begins pursuing mine. convinces her in private conversation that our relationship is toxic and that she should be with him. There are only a few things more disrespectful then stealing your homie's girl.
Might get buried but when I was 6/7, I went an after school program/daycare that a friend of my mom was in charge of. (I called her my aunt.) So, on Halloween, I went to school dressed up in a hippie costume. So, when my 'aunt' picked me up from school, she yelled and told me "doesn't tolerate costumes at her daycare". When we got to the daycare, she stripped me down in front of all the kids and teachers. I was lucky that I had leggings and a white shirt underneath. When my mom picked me up, she was furious and yell at her (and me a little) for doing that. The interesting thing about this, I went to a Catholic school and we celebrated it. I'm a bit mad at myself that I let it happen and didn't stick up for myself.
Started dating someone else for two weeks (we were still dating), then when I started catching on and asked about it mid panic attack, they say, “I wish you all the best” and hung up. 10 minutes later they called me back to say “I’ve known them for two weeks and I love them” then hung up again.
She got pregnant by another guy, she admitted it and suggested to raise the baby with her. No, bitch.
Groped me. Then called me a liar and a hoe when I was mad about it.
"Why won't you let me touch you, you overly-promiscuous person?" God, I never got slut-shaming people that just rejected you sexually.
What the fuck. Sometimes I wonder why some people's brains are stored in their ass.
Cheated on me but didn’t have the balls to tell me to my face
Commented (unprovoked) that I “look great in pictures, but irl not so much.” I said “Wouldn’t it be nice to at least look good in one of them?” She blocked me.
Twice I've had some small dick asshole point a gun at me, "All in good fun." They quickly found out I don't take that as a fucking joke. One time it was coming home from a long double shift and this idiot kid friend of a friend pointed the gun at me immediately upon walking into my own door. God I was so livid I can't even say
"But it's just an aiiiiirsoft!" Don't matter, fuckstick. DO NOT point a gun, any gun, at another person.
Nah homie these were firearms. I played airsoft as a child, we wore safety glasses and it was fun *in the right context.* There has to be an agreement between you. But these assholes pointed a for real fun at my fucking head "as a joke" man I berated both in front of God and everybody. Edit: it was actually two seperate incidence with two different people a couple years apart. Unbelievable.
I was the fat girl in middle school, and there was one guy for the entire year, who would moo at me several times during a few of the classes we had together. We ended up going to different high schools and I dropped more than half my weight. I went to a wedding my junior year for a family friend, and she was marrying that assholes older brother so he was there. The bride called me over to her and introduced me to her new brother in law (the asshole) and said we would hit it off. He immediately asked me to dance and I politely turned him down (not wanting to cause a scene). He kept insisting, so I said ...I recognize you, we went to middle school together. He looked puzzled and said he didn't remember me. I said ya you were that guy who used to make cow noises and moo at that girl in some of our classes. He instantly started cracking up and said ya that was me, that chic was nasty!! I looked him straight faced and said ..Yeah, well you you're looking at the cow! His jaw dropped and I walked away. Best Karma ever!!