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10+ Petty Revenge Stories That Show Why You Should Never Be An Asshole To Other People (Add Yours)My brother is 2 years older than I. When I was about 4 and he was 6, he kept picking on me. Pinching me, doing the whole 'I'm not touching you' bit. I told my dad that he was picking on my and my dad jokingly replied 'then punch him in the nose'. Fun fact: 4 year olds don't understand sarcasm and that kind of humor. So I hit my brother in the nose and gave him a bloody nose and he cried. Dad had to leave the room for a few minutes.
10+ Petty Revenge Stories That Show Why You Should Never Be An Asshole To Other People (Add Yours)Had a horrible boss at one of my tech support jobs, very rude, misogynistic, demanding. So one day took a print screen picture capture jpg of his background, then moved all his icons and short cuts on his desktop to an innocuous folder and put the print screen jpg up as his background. So the shortcuts and the links that appeared to be on desktop were just a picture and were not click able. He messed around with his computer for hours unable to get it to function normally.
Petty-Revenge-StoriesOn vacation, my boyfriend and I stop at the Louvre. There is a line up at the little cafe/snack bar. They have those standing barriers with ropes to guide the line up, but the ropes aren't pulled across - because people are grown ups and can see that its just a single line down one side of the front display. Cue a group of young, bitchy girls in blinged-out clothes deciding they don't have time to stand in line. They go to the front and stand behind the person currently paying. They pretend to be oblivious to the 4-5 other people in line now giving them death stares. I am not in line but I see their little act. So I go along and start hooking up the ropes. The girls are gossiping together and ignoring everyone else around them, because hey, what do they care right? So they don't notice when I move the barrier just a smidge forward ... and hook up the rope in front of them. The look on their faces when they turn around to order their coffees and find themselves quite obviously outside the queue was just... soooo priceless. Huffing and puffing, they had to totter their high-heeled asses to the back of the (now much longer) line-up. Enjoy your coffee, ladies!
Petty-Revenge-StoriesI was staying in an older hotel in San Francisco. The elevator was very small, very old school and had signage everywhere about how you couldn't operate it with more than 4 people. I'd also been stuck in there twice already that weekend (the elevator would stop between floors). Each time, I called the front desk and they were able to recall it to the ground floor but I'd learned to be wary. I should have started taking the stairs, but was on the 8th floor and was feeling lazy. So on Sunday morning I waited for the elevator for quite a while (it was pretty slow). It arrives, I hop in and a family of 5 walks up to the elevator and follows me in. They were all large people and they all had huge suitcases. I politely pointed out the sign and said that I'd already been stuck in the elevator twice and that we should split the group into two. They laughed and said they were all staying on. Welp, I thought, enjoy your ride. I proceeded to run up the stairs and hit the call button on every single floor. The best part was that I could hear them complaining from the stairwell every time the elevator opened and nobody was there. Petty revenge never felt so good.
Petty-Revenge-StoriesA while ago my email address was added to a mailing list for a church group located in the southern USA. It was a Gmail address and I naturally assume it was added in error. I deleted the first few messages as there were not many. After a week or so the volume of email started to increase a lot as there events being organised and everyone was responding with reply all. First off I sent an email to he address that seemed to belong to the organiser, the one who was initiating the email chains. "hi, I am not part of your group. Please remove me from this email distribution list." No response. Over the next couple of days, as each new message arrives, I send another one. No response. So far I have only been sending to the leader. Next day I send a reply all. (they are not sending the messages BCC, so I can see all the addresses) Again, I am ignored. I try again, no response. I am now receiving 10-20 of this crap a day. So I take the nuclear option. As each message arrives, I reply all with porn images. "since you won't remove me from the list here is my imput" I start mild and crank it up. Stuff that makes gaotse look like a gentleman boner post. I recieve outraged replies about this being a Christian Church group, I reply with something worse. "I asked nicely for weeks to be removed and was ignored. So here is another fine picture for you. " The email list disappeared from my inbox within 24 hours.
Petty-Revenge-StoriesI was sitting in a food court quietly eating lunch, minding my own business. This food court is in the CBD and filled with nine-to-fivers. It was crowded so strangers would share tables. There was one sole person sitting at a four-seated table next to me. Every couple of minutes someone would approach that table and ask the table-hog if it was free to sit. He always replied, “Sorry my colleagues will be here soon”. The entire time I was there, no colleagues came and sat with him nor did it appear that he was looking around for them (as most people waiting for others to join will look around and wave them over). He quietly finished up his lunch and left. Seems he just lied to have a four-seater table all to himself when even people on two-seater table were sharing with strangers. Well that's not right! A couple of days later I saw him in the food court again. I was in a bit of a mood so I bought my lunch and pulled out the chair to sit at his table. As I was sitting down he told me he is waiting for his colleagues. I replied “That’s okay, I’ll move when they arrive. I won’t be long.” He shuffled uncomfortably in his seat as I quietly ate my lunch. I felt very uncomfortable and my heart was racing but I was pissed off at that table hog that I had to do something. If you choose to have your lunch in a busy food court, you don't get to live in your own little bubble. Edit: I just want to clarify a few things - the strangers sharing tables DO NOT speak to each other beyond "May I sit here?". There is no awkward small talk. Everybody eats their own lunch quietly while looking at their phone and make no eye contact. Also - strangers sharing tables is the custom for this particular food court. I'm sure it would be strange and weird to sit down at a table with a stranger at the food court in your area, however this story wasn't located in the food court at your area. I doubt I would ever find myself in your part of the world and if I did, I would observe the local custom and certainly not sit down at a table with a stranger. I neither know nor care if he had social anxiety. By the confident manner in which he denied table access to those several people that he spoke to, I doubt he did. And if he did, he made things worse for himself.
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