I’m a server in a luxury hotel restaurant.

My coworker had a 10-top, and the guy who organized it was being a [jerk] the whole service.

When it came time to pay the bill, not only was he rude to rest of the staff about how he needed to pay so they could leave, he acted as though we had done him wrong by not accepting his payment in a timely manner.

His card gets declined and he has to ask his guests to cover the bill 😂.

Not my story but my mom's. Apparently when she was a young lass, there was a girl at school who was always a major [jerk] to her. Hated my mom for whatever reason and always made fun of her. Fast forward to my mom as a college aged woman now dating a guitarist from Bob Marley's band, out at a bar with him getting a drink. Dude goes to the bathroom and said [jerk] from back in the day comes up to my mom and says, "OMG, did you see who is here?!" At that moment, dude comes and puts his arm around my mom and says "hey babe, what's happening?" She said the look on that girl's face was priceless.

This is one of my favourite stories to tell. So, when I see a thread about karma, I can hardly resist sharing this one.

I went to a small school, of about 80 students. In my class there was 12. Although our numbers were small, we still had the classic bully archetype. Let's call him Christopher. Christopher was one of those kids who felt like he could do whatever he wanted to anyone else, and he would be absolved of all blame if he finished his routine with "It's just a joke". Basically, he was a grade-A [jerk].

Enter the second major character. There was also a mentally challenged kid in our class. Let's call him Todd. Now, Todd was fond of asking questions. It was just his own way of obtaining information. I know this might sound bad, but we got annoyed with him pretty soon. Hey, we were just kids.

Now although Todd annoyed us, we still all looked after him, and made sure nobody gave him [a hard time]. He was one of us, sometimes that was a good thing, sometimes a bad thing.

The Karmic incident in place took place once when we were the oldest year in the school. We basically ruled the school, and naturally this power would go to our heads. And it corrupted nobody quite as much as Christopher.

We were playing rounders, (kind of a UK baseball) practicing for an upcoming competition. Split up into two teams, and made play each other. I was kinda mad because Todd was on my team, and as you can imagine, he wasn't the most athletically gifted. Picture Kermit The Frog trying to Run the 110m hurdles. THAT unathletic.

We were losing, due in no small part to the other teams superior members. I had lost interest, and only gave lackluster hits when it was my turn. Then it was Todd's turn. I watched, just to see how it would go. And I looked at the other team. Christopher was pitching the ball.

He wasn't even giving Todd a chance. He'd throw the ball at his feet, and burst out laughing with his team. Babe Ruth couldn't have done a thing with those kind of throws. It went on for 3 minutes.

Eventually his own team got sick of him, and told him to give a decent throw so Todd could strike out and the game could progress.

He throws it, and Todd braces himself. We're all watching by now. Todd has tears in his eyes, the kind of thing humiliation does to someone like that. And as the ball draws closer, the world moved in slow motion for me.

WHACK. Todd didn't just hit the ball with the bat, he anhilated it. The Bang was heard all over the school.

So what does a ball do when it's met with a force like that? I don't know for sure, but in this case it went back towards Christopher at Mach Speed. I didn't even see the ball on it's way back. It was like a bullet from a pistol.

When it got to Christopher, it hit him squarely in the eye. He fell down, out cold.

One of his friends helped him inside, while the rest of us, both teams, cheered and laughed.

We lifted Todd on our shoulders, and gave him a heroes support.

He was no longer just Todd.

He was Todd, the destroyer of [jerks].

When I was in first grade, my class had recess and this bully pushed me to the ground. I fell and was about to go off on the kid when this 4th grader came over lifted the kid up and took the kid over to the principal.

When I was a kid, we visited Montreal. I had gotten a hockey puck as a souvenir. While we were in our hotel, my sister decided to mess with me by hiding it. I got mad and yelled in my high pitched voice "GIVE ME BACK MY HOCKEY PUCK!" before smacking her in the head with a pillow. Guess where she had hidden it.

My cheating ex has become impotent. The kind of impotence where even a needle directly in the dingus won't help. It's glorious.

Some teenage dudes throwing pebbles at the gorilla at the San Diego zoo...gorilla threw back with a fresh handful of [feces], right in the dudes face. My dad, the Marine, peed his pants laughing. Glorious!

I'm a teacher. In my country, all teachers get paid a set amount by the government that goes up the longer you're a teacher. There's different rates for extra responsibilities, relief, part time full time etc. In my first year, I worked at a really toxic school (staff were toxic, students were awesome). I was doing a mixture of relief and part time regular hours. They weren't paying me properly. They were only paying me for time I was actually teaching when they should have paid me for some non teaching hours since I'd often have classes at opposite ends of the day. I hard an argument at the time and was basically told, you're new, you don't understand the pay system, if you're going to complain we'll stop giving you hours. That was 10 years ago. A few weeks ago I got an email from the ministry of education. They had done an audit of that school, dating back to 2012, and found they'd been paying teachers incorrectly for relief work. I got a gigantic back pay.