r/pettyrevenge

So I work with this older lady, let's call her Susan. Susan originally seemed nice when we started working together and i dont remember who added who on instagram, anyway now we follow each other.

Susan and I no longer get along, lots of work instances where she is rather difficult, she hates younger people i noticed and likes to assert that she is a veteran at the company, very unpleasant lady. I was recently promoted to assistant manager and in a meeting HR and senior management were discussing social media picture of a young lady we recently hired, HR didnt like her rather busty and what they deemed was inappropriate profile picture, of her at some party, making a kind of seductive face

I thought it was ridiculous and pathetic she put her social media on a TV for everyone to see so when I spoke, I first made my argument that, first of all, HR should stay out of people's personal social media, and there is no mention in our policy about dresscode in social media picture. New employee sems fine, shes doing her job ok, she's just new.

And if they choose not to and decide to teview socials, they should check out Susan's reposts on Instagram, and tell me what they think about firing Susan who has been here for ages. She might be unpleasant, but she's still decent at her job, just occasionally nasty to work with.

Lo and behold they looked at few things Susan was reposting, we work in Canada and the company is very diverse. A lot of her reposts had to do with too many Indians being in the country and some rather extreme conservative views. Myself, who voted conservative, i wholeheartedly disagree with her reposts, its just vile

I felt singling out but if you're going to have an HR discussion about a woman posting pictures that weren't even that bad of herself, then have a discussion with Susan who thinks all Indians dont deserve to be in Canada, and is clearly racist, there is definitely something in our policy about that.

Anyway, this HR is older woman herself and not exactly easy to work with too, friends with susan might i add, but i felt it being wrong she pulled up a profile picture of a coworker on a TV in a meeting room in front of a bunch of managers, thats just cruel and if that woman found out, might have been mortified.

Senior manager sided with me, he opened his facebook to a picture of him with his family at the beach, hairy chest out and all, and said, here you can have an HR chat with me too.

Manager is now having Susans reposts reviewed by her very friend.

Screw them both

Yesterday I was sitting in my parked car, reading, waiting for my daughters footy game to start. I had backed in. Car tries to enter the empty space next to me, front in, and is clearly not going to make it - I wave my hands, beep my horn, nothing - she takes a swipe across my passenger door. She is 70+.

Gets out of the car and instantly denies hitting it - the white paint on my black car and the black paint on her white car - clearly not a factor. Point blank refuses to exchange insurance details. Accuses me me lying and trying to frame her; then walks off.

I speak to insurance co; they tell me without her details then I pay the excess - suggest I ask one more time and if nothing then file the police report.

I try one more time - she tells me "f#!jk off - you are harassing me - call the f@$king police"

It's Sunday, my daughter is playing, it is minor, life is too short - besides my general rule of life, avoid anything that involves the police if possible.

This morning - I walk to work, right past a police station. Why not I think, maybe I will get laughed out but screw it. The officer is good; explains that not giving details is a criminal matter and will be followed up - it carries significant legal weight.

So, Mrs Angry Bitch of Gosford, NSW - you could have have just taken two seconds to be a decent human but you chose not. Now you have a criminal issue to deal with not just a minor fender bender in a car park.

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My old flatmate at uni' had this habit of eating my food and then acting like he had no idea what I was talking about.

One night I bought back some birthday cake from my sister's, wrote my name on the box and put it in the fridge.

The next morning, the cake was gone.

I asked him about it.

He looked at me completely seriously and said, “Maybe you ate it and forgot?”

I didn't even argue. I just said, “Yeah, maybe.”

A few days later, I went to the store and bought some Red velvet cake. I ate some, & had an idea to dust some chilli powder on top of it.

This time I put it in the fridge with a note saying:

“Definitely not mine. Please eat this.”

He ate it.

He came into the kitchen looking genuinely betrayed.

I just looked at him and said, “Maybe you ate it and forgot?”

I still think about his face sometimes.

Edit to add: Im on a phone, my apologies, also Im not the best at typing in general, Ill be editing it better to read easier.

Second edit to add: I wanted to add some context to better explain, breakfast is at 8 am to 9 am, lunch is at 12 to 1.

During that time the maximum amount of rooms if theres a full floor is 30, plus the add ons, that's two public restrooms, two medrooms, two nourishment rooms, one break room, and three employee bathrooms, ontop of restocking linens in both closets, and collecting all the trash from​ everything but the linen rooms as they don't have trash cans.

Thats a whole forty rooms alone to complete, plus four nurses stations, but their not rooms so I didn't add them in the count. Thats a lot for a single person to handle by themselves, mind you I also get two fifteen minute breaks, and a thirty minute lunch.

To do a daily clean, you need to go from the cleanest part of the room, where the patients sleep, to the dirtiest, aka the bathroom.

As for non patient rooms, I still need to wipe everything down, replace what needs replacing, toilet paper, paper towels, trashbags, the paper seat covers people use, and mop.

That all can't be done in the single hour I have when the patients have lunch because Id need to learn an Olympic sprint to do so for each public space, because this floor isn't small, its the literal wing of the hospital alone.

And a discharge takes upwards of an hour because of the nature of this floor being long term care and rehabilitation, so we must be thorough with cleaning any and all discharge rooms, especially to combat anything that could pop up.

Im going to be documenting my literal seconds because of how they've consistently talked to me about my times, and what their expectations are of me. Im aware Im being taken advantage of, and Im done letting it happen, so either they fix something or I'll be looking at a different location to work, Ive not gotten a single write up just to be clear and Ive been there almost a year now.

Okay, so this just happened today and the petty revenge starts Saturday, I work as a house keeper for a hospital. Ive been trying to go full time since I started there, but Ive gotten constant complaints from a particular floor, which I will be honest, at points was my fault, but otherwise their just being jerks, the medical staff, nurses, and such who are near constantly at their desks because of the whole purpose of the floor being long term care.

These nurses in particular are rather gossipy and like to start issues with the housekeeping, because they see us as lesser than them because we scrub toilets and aren't medical. They've managed to chase off other house keepers, and they like to complain about any house keeper whose not engaging in their petty discussions.

I personally don't play their games and actually just go through the rooms and deal with the patients with a smile and a polite voice. I don't bother the nurses unless its something regarding the patients. Mind you, Ive got to do 30 rooms solo, and protocol is each room is meant to take fifteen minutes, but I've gotten them down to seven to ten minutes throughout the day.

I also have to do discharges, but I work from 7 am, to 3 30 pm, and a lot of the time I've got to do a separate job that takes roughly fourty minutes before I can go begin the rooms. I'm also expected to get fresh linen, and the trash from the nurses station, the nourishment rooms, and all public and employee bathrooms, the break room and med rooms.

Im not allowed to enter a room when someones eating because yeah, chemicals and food arent a good mix, so I give them a whole hour from when they get their meals to when their done. I try to be considerate, but that's gotten taken advantage of by the medical staff. As they complain I don't do as much as I should, mind you, its as follows

*Two public restrooms

*Three employee bathrooms

*One breakroom

*Two nourishment rooms

*Two med rooms

*Four nurses stations

*Thirty patient rooms at any given point

I'm expected to do this all solo in a full eight hour shift.

Onto the petty revenge, I managed to get all 30 rooms done within 7 to 10 minutes on a routine, however I was told in july thats an issue, and I need to take more time as my bosses don't think I was doing accurate time keeping, ​so this whole month I've been doing each room for 15 minutes, that took my entire average from the whole 30 rooms I managed to do, down to fifteen.

Today, they sat me down and told me I needed to do each room for 30 minutes max. I explained how that will not work out at all, and Ive decided that I will instead record each second of what my day looks like.

Im buying a stop watch and note book, and I will be writing how long each second takes me for every item from wiping down the door handles to how long it takes me to ensure Im leaving a clean toilet for the patient, to how long it takes me to mop, and even how long it takes me to go from between rooms, I will update when I give my bosses the notebook, Im also getting hr involved because they keep moving the goal post and Im done playing the game.​

Maybe I’m a little too invested in a series about revenge. I started listening to the Mindf*ck series by S.T. Abby and blew through the first 3 books ridiculously fast. Went to get book 4 from the library and someone has it checked out. (They are all super short.) Fine. I’ll wait. Except book 4 is only FOUR HOURS LONG, so I would very much like this person to hurry the hell up. And they are taking forever.

Then I noticed book 5 was available and had a thought… whoever has book 4 is probably going to want book 5 next, right? So I checked it out.
I cannot listen to book 5 yet. I have absolutely no reason to have book 5 right now other than THEY can’t have it.

So now I’m sitting here holding book 5 hostage, waiting for some random person who has absolutely no idea we’re in a fight to return book 4.
Petty? Absolutely. Have I maybe been listening to too many books about revenge? Also absolutely

So it's been over a decade since I worked at the khaki's and blue store. Long enough that wearing khaki's and a blue shirt is not longer the dresscode.

I worked there for 6 years and most of it as a cashier. Leading up to me quiting to go on maternity leave (and never returning) I had issues with higher management. About the last year and a half had been miserable.

My direct manager though was a gem and she was the main thing that got me through that time.

But none the less. I left that store with a lot of resentment.

I knew I wasn't coming back and immediately donated my khaki's. However.... most of my shirts were in such worn condition that I didn't feel right donating them. I also didn't want to throw them away. Fabric is a major source of trash across the planet in large part cause of fast fashion. So I don't like throwing away fabric unless it has no remaining use. Then the light bulb went off and I thought of the most delightful way to deal with them.

We... were cloth diapering. I had made a bunch of fabric wipes. I figured.... why not expand my stock. So I HIGHLY santizied the shirts. And then took to cutting them up into squares. Made quite a bit.

Did they last as long as my kid was in diapers? No. They were old shirts and didn't have much life left. But for at least a couple years. I pretty consistently was using my old work shirts to wipe my kids ass. And so... kinda felt like I was wiping his butt literally with my job because of how ingrained those shirts were with it.

Upon telling my old coworkers, including my direct manager, everyone thought it was incredibly funny and found it a very appropriate use of my shirts. Dunno if it ever got around to the managers I had issues with... but I like to think it did.

Not much for revenge.... but it was petty. Made me feel better about everything I had dealt with there.

There is a dangerous driver in my neighborhood. He absolutely flies down my street. There are frequently children playing on the sidewalks and running across the street between houses I’m frequently worried one of them is going to be hit. He also twice this year has blown through the stop sign nearly hitting my car.  In April while walking my dog I saw this same car fly through the stop sign and pull into his garage. He may be a terrible driver but he had a beautiful lawn. 
So, twice a day, I walk my dog past his house. This has always been the routine but now on the shelf next to the poop bags I have a package of peppermint seeds. As I walk past his house I subtly sprinkle or flick these tiny seeds into his lawn. For those who don’t know mint is a very prolific grower and an aggressive spreader.  Even a tiny fragment of root can grow into a new plant. Once roots are in the soil it will continue to multiply until every las bit of root is removed.  His once perfect grass has been covered in little plants all summer. It looks like he’s spraying and mowing but not pulling it up by the root so next year he’ll have twice as much. 

Edit: Because this has been asked frequently I have tried to get a speed survey or speed bump installed but need 75% approval from the neighborhood and we fund it. Police have promised increased patrols which turns out to have been a single cruiser at 6AM

We have those office chairs where some are fine and some feel like they were built as punishment. I finally found one that didn’t destroy my back and kept it at my desk for months. Then this guy from the row behind me started taking it whenever I worked from home. At first I just rolled it back in the morning. Then he started taking it while I was literally in meetings because apparently his chair sucked. I asked him twice to stop but he kept doing it.

So one Friday before leaving I swapped my chair with the worst chair in our section. Same model, looks almost identical, except it slowly sinks while you sit in it and one wheel randomly locks up. I left that one at my desk and moved my good chair into an empty office nobody uses. Monday morning he came over, grabbed the chair from my desk like usual and rolled away without even looking at me.

He used it for almost two weeks. Every few hours I’d see him pull the lever and raise himself back up because the seat kept sinking. Eventually he got annoyed enough to stop stealing it and went back to his own chair. My good one came out of hiding the next day. He hasn’t touched it since although i actually think he was doing it to annoy me bc who frecken uses a bad chair for that long just out of spite.

Have a little story today that has me feeling petty yet victorious as a girl. I ran into a guy I used to go to school with at the beach. Back when we were at school together, he was super fit and had a six-pack, but he was always commenting on what I wore. If I wore fitted clothes, he’d tell me I had too much of a belly to be wearing them and would make me feel insecure about my body.
We stopped going to school together about two years ago, and apparently a lot can change in two years, because I’ve worked out and now I feel like he wouldnt pick on me.
Now, I’m not trying to body-shame, but when I saw him, I looked at his stomach and honestly had to do a double take. He had developed a pretty noticeable beer belly.
So i told him “guess who can wear the fitted clothes now?” Lol
He immediately tried to suck his stomach in, but girl… it was STILL noticeable. I had to turn away because I was tryin g not to laugh.
I know it was petty, but after all the times he made me feel bad about what I wore and my body, seeing the tables turn like that felt ridiculously satisfying.
Moral of the story: maybe don’t tell someone what they’re allowed to wear because of their body😂

This will be a long text, so, bear with me.

Not a native speaker, so, sorry for any grammatical errors.

I have been struggling with my still wife cheating for a long time now.

I tried everything, therapy, counseling, psych therapy, all the whole yards.

She was bragging for months she bragged about having true friends, who were always available to help her when she needed.

She brought me to the brink of suicide, but I'm better now.

Three weeks ago I served her the divorce papers, she went nuts. In my country there is a marital contract where each spouse gets to keep their belongings if there are no children. We married under that contract and there were no children, so she's not allowed to my car, house and it is very hard to earn alimony.

She went nuts and has been stalling the divorce process as long as she can, but she can't claim anything as we have separate goods and there are no children.

We had some very nasty discussions after I served her the papers.

Her lawyer called mine and told him to keep me from ever contacting her, he was threathful and arrogant, he doesn't know that my lawyer is very well connected and doesn't have to resort to petty threats to have the job done.

She left home two weeks ago to go to her Affair Partner"s house (AP) and even brought her father to try and intimidate me.

I did not give and even told her fathe he should not abuse his welcome at my house and that I was even willing to call the police if I felt the slightest sign of a legal or any kind of threat.

She left two weeks ago. When she came to pick up her dog she told me she had been fighting for our relationship and she gave me a lot of opportunities. I just told her that she didn't have to have to give opportunities, that she only had to do a small change: cut all ties with the AP.

There is a very complicated issue with that that I'm not willing to tell unless asked, but it's not that easy to her to cut those.

I know as a fact that she's staying with her AP and he can't stand the dog. And here's where the revenge comes.

It is very common in my country that when you're renting a house or apartment you need a collateral or something called a "solidary debtor". If you are a collateral you need to have a fully paid property under your name and the owner of the rented house can seize your property until you or the rtenant pay such debt ot or you're a solidary debtor that debt becomes yours.

3 days ago my soon-to-be ex-wife sent me a message, against her lawyer's order of no contact, asking me to be her solidary debtor to rent a new home and that her AP hated the dog and intentionally left the door open for the dog to go out to look for her.

I just told her a plain:"No".

Right now she doesn't have any friends or family willing to sign as collateral or solidary debtor, her AP is pissed about the dog and she's unable to rent a home without help. I do feel bad for the dos, he's very charismatic and a great company.

Yesterday she called me to ask me why I wasn't willing to sign. I told her something like this:

You're no longer my responsibility, you went to your AP's. Where are your friends? Your AP that travels all over the world? (He's Colombian, and I think he's not legally in our country), your artist friend who lives in a 3 million dollars house where you could spend weeks without seeing each other? Your two lawyer friends who earn above 1M dollars a year who told you they were available for everything you needed? They don't want to sign because your word means shit. They have abandoned you. If I have to get a legal document forcing you to pay your part of the payments of the house we bought together to do so, Noone is going to help you with that for you to leave the debt for them. They are helping you to get a rented place, but none are signing because they know you're not trustworthy.

She went nuts, uploading WhatsApp states calling me insensitive, a cheater and abusive, I just uploaded another one, not directed to her only with the caption "Butthurt?". She would not understand it as she barely speaks English, but it is satisfying.

Marisol. If you're reading this, I elate on reading your mental cobwebs. I love how your AP hates you and Rocky and I love how you are struggling to find a shithole to get out of your new hell. But I hope you find a good home for Rocky, because he is loved more than you.

TL;DR: Cheating spouse asked me to sign as collateral or solidary debtor, I denied and she's having issues with her Affair Partner

I am a bus driver. A while back I had a customer board with her child and boyfriend. They had a bicycle with them, and tried to bring it aboard. I told them they needed to use the bike rack, as it was empty and available and I already had a full bus.

The mother did not take this well. She started screaming at me that she was allowed to bring the bike on board. She called me several homophobic slurs (in front of her child no less) and then threatened to physically assault me.

I ended up calling a supervisor and he came in and got her to calm down. He told her if she acts up again, he's going to have her removed.

Fast forward to today. I'm driving on the same route and just passed a stop. I see her running towards the bus waving for me to stop. I kept on driving. My bus is the only one operating in the area for the rest of the night. Feels good.

To clarify, if she was at the stop I would have stopped. I'm not a monster. But when it's entirely up to my discretion? Nah, I'm not going out of my way to do you a favor.

Update: The boyfriend/husband got on my bus later and he apologized to me for her behavior. Turns out he's a super nice guy.

Many years ago when I worked on commercial fishing vessels as an at-sea biologist (observer if you know) based out of Honolulu, I was deployed on a vessel with bed bugs. This was one of several boats I worked on with bed bugs so that wasn't the big issue. The problem was that the captain knew we had bed bugs and hid it from myself and my employer during the pre-deployment vessel check. He had the crew vacuum my bunk before we got into the state room so we wouldn't find any bed bugs in the room during our inspection and the boat would be allowed to go fishing without having to take the eradication steps that NMFS would make him do before he was allowed to go fishing with an observer. I will say both myself and my employer thought it was odd that they were vacuuming my bunk but we were both still a little 'under the weather' from the night before and weren't quite on it as we should have been that early morning!

It became obvious after a week or so at sea that we had a significant bed bug infestation in the bunk room I was in. The crew and I eventually took our bed pads to the wheelhouse and slept on the floor up there to be out of that room. I asked the crew outright if they knew we had bed bugs before we went fishing and they said, "Yes, the captain told us to vacuum your bunk so you wouldn't find any during the bed bug inspection."

Every single bed bug I found after that point, I would flick it into the captain's bed as I walked by his open stateroom door. I took great pleasure in knowing I was at least adding to the infestation in his room, if not outright introducing it in there if he had somehow managed to keep them out of his space.

u/TheBrontosaurus with the mint seed story brought this memory back to the surface and I thought y'all would enjoy!

This isn't a targeted revenge, but long story short I work for a large corporation. Everyone around me all have children, I do not. Constantly people are coming in late, or leaving early because "daughter has softball practice" or "sorry my son has a doctor's appointment this morning".

Nobody actually cares they are very accepting of it because well it's your children. Then there are the childless who are unable to clock in a few minutes late due to traffic or etc, but "sorry my daughter had to go to the doctor, she laid an egg last night and we had to get it checked out" will work without further question.

So I did what any rational man who just wants a late morning every couple of months would do, I AI generated pictures of "my two kids". I framed them and put them on my desk, I also have the pictures in my wallet that I pull out from time to time to show coworkers "my pride and joy right here"

My kids names are Pearce and Hailey. Pearce is the oldest and loves playing soccer, I take him to games all the time and now I have to leave work at 3 on Fridays to pick him up from school because my wife (also AI generated) is working late.

I've had so much free and excused time off recently it's been great.

I have only lived in an HOA once. That was enough for me. This was in a complex of privately owned condos. I was renting one. It was a 12 month lease that began in April. This was in Scottsdale, AZ. April is one of the two months where the weather is nice and you dont need

A/C. May, however, is a different experience. That particular year, it was hitting in the 100s for the whole month. Anyway, first 100 degree day, I turn on the A/C. It blows cold air, but the air flow is very weak. I call the property management and they sent a guy out three separate times over the next two months, nothing gets fixed. The service guy tells me what it needs (new fan coil unit, cost was $2K) and that the property management company wasn't authorizing the repair. So I purchase a window mount unit for my bedroom. I catch HOA fines for this. The president of the HOA lives one building over from me. She saw me driving in the exit only gate and made it a point to tell me that is an exit, not an entrance. I told her to suck it. Then I started catching more HOA violations that didn't even make sense like "Bicycle locked to stairs in common area."

I have a car and a motorcycle. And the bicycle is in a COMMON AREA so how they determined it was mine is a mystery. Fast forward to March...the last month of this bullshit lease...A/C never got fixed....so I didn't pay my rent on March 1st. Fuck that. I waited for the 5 day pay or quit notice to be delivered. Then I waited for the process server to deliver the eviction lawsuit papers. Now I have to go to court. I show up, with a counterclaim. Seeking all 11 months that I paid in rent to be returned...I paid full rent, and they did not deliver full apartment...Officially known as breach of contract... there is a specific law in AZ that requires a landlord provide A/C...they willfully and knowingly refused to follow this law...along with the harassment from the HOA and fining me for coming up with a fix for the problem they refused to fix. Judge slaps me with a "you didn't follow the law. You are supposed to move out and stay in a hotel and seek reimbursement and since you didnt do that, I am dismissing your counterclaim and ruling in favor of the plaintiff on the eviction matter." I was pissed. So I found a different place to live, but I remembered that old cunt that was the president of the HOA...how she bragged about being from New England and how the Patriots are the best team ever blah blah blah, in that accent that they have which is extra smarmy and wicked annoying...Is it just me, or is a large percentage of ppl from that part of the country just miserable fucking assholes? If anything, this lady was not an exception to that..Anyway, I remember her saying how shes going to have a Super Bowl party if the Pats make it to the big game. Do you remember Super Bowl XLIX? In 2015. Seattle vs New England...The Patriots rally back from a 10 point deficit in the 4th Quarter, to make it 28-24. But wait, there is still 2 minutes left. Seattle drives all the way to the 1 yard line. Its 2nd & Goal. 20 seconds left. Marshawn Lynch aka "Beast Mode" could have probably muscled his way in for the win. Nope. They call a pass play and.....sizzle sizzle. STATIC. The TV signal goes out. Nobody at this bitch's Super Bowl party got to watch the ending to that game bc I was listening to the game on the radio, and drove across town just to cut the cable TV line as they lined up for that last play. Fuck HOAs and fuck that stupid cunt from New England.

When I broke up with my ex many years ago, I attempted to transfer the internet bill from my name to his name. He was remaining in the house we were living in, and I was moving out. The internet company assured me everything was transferred to him.

Fast forward like 4-5 months, I start getting calls from a collections company saying I owe over $400 in missed internet bills. Um, what?? Apparently the bill was not transferred. I text my ex about the collections bill and ask him to send me the money since he’s the one that has failed to pay the bill. Never get a response

Turns out one of my ex’s cards was still saved on my DoorDash account. I spend the next several weeks ordering tons of food off his card because he was too dumb to cancel it sooner. So I got my money back one way or another 🤷‍♀️

Back in March this year I had a commission-only sales job for a month. The contract was clear. Every appointment I booked, I got paid. However, they abruptly ended my contract as it was cheaper to outsource the entire business to the Philippines and Ethiopia. Fair enough. I was on a contract so an overnight firing was always a possibility. However, one thing they weren't going to do was attempt to not pay me for the commissions i had made so far. I tried to settle it amicably over whatsapp - to no avail. Being left on delivered and hung up on. I got another job very quickly so i didn't need the money desperately. So, when it became clear they weren't answering my texts and trying to get away without paying me, I launched an orchestrated and overcomplicated court proceeding against them that was purposely inconvenient. First of all, I blocked their whatsapp number and their calls and explained we would strictly be corresponding through email because my whatsapp is 'deleted'. And in all of my emails thereafter i used wordy, overcomplicated verbiage with heavy files to submit evidence. i maxed out the upper limit of attachment sizes via email, sent physical documents to their accountant where i could so they would have to make an unnecessary trips to a different office, I used words in my emails I would never use in my personal life, words they would have to look up in a dictionary to understand, I quoted laws from the UK government website, every email and correspondance was delayed as much it legally could be so conversations were hard to follow, just like they tried to delay my pay. I used AI to pad out every message back. My correspondance was so overwhelming that eventually, email responses from them simply dried up and i just had to wait 60 days in order to submit a country court judgement ordering them to pay. (In the UK if you take someone to court and they don't contest it you automatically win). Today, i won the case and they paid me :) I will now be waiting a good few days in order to close the case as they called me on a different number to ask me to do that today. Petty, petty revenge

I live in a condo and this realtor neighbor always solicits his services by bringing his flyers and sliding it under doors. I'm assuming I'm not the only one that gets these flyers consistently. It's basically junk every once in awhile and I come home and see his face and the stupid flyer and obviously need to throw it out, it's annoying. It's been happening since I moved in over 2 years ago.

I saw him at the mail room and learned which unit he lives in because I saw the mail box he opens. I checked the unit, and remembered it. So for over a month now I have been going to his unit and bringing junk mail and sliding it under his door. I don't know why, but for whatever reason it is bringing me joy. I wish I could post a no soliciting sign, but condo rules don't allow things to be hanging on the door because 'it's a fire hazard'. I got a notice of violation once for hanging a Christmas wreath decoration and the notice said rules involve no signage.

I told my friend this, laughing about it, and this friend went on a rant about what a spiteful bitch I am, and just to tell the guy. Even if I did, woukd he remember which unit is mine, the condo has 30 floors each with 12 units per floor. Anyway, yea

While I'm at work I want to work, I don't come in to talk and I'm going to be honest I'm fairly unapproachable when I'm at my desk. This isn't to say I'm rude per se, I have nice chats with my coworkers when I'm away from my cubicle but when I'm sitting at my computer I want to do what they hired me for. My job is pretty old fashioned, and I'm in charge of digitizing all our physical files and inputting our dailies into the spreadsheet, this is done by me every day manually. When I first started the cubicle next to mine was unoccupied. This was fine until my work hired a new person. We do different things at the job but because it's all computer work they put them in the unoccupied cubicle. I've no problem with this, but as stated above I don't want to be interacted with while I'm at my desk. The new person has tried to start conversations with me everyday, I shut all of them down pretty quickly. The new person is going over their trainers heads and talking with the department head about issues they're having with the job, and why do we do this this way, and have we tried it this other way, etc etc. I've heard the same thing explained multiple times and at no point does she ever note anything down or retain this information. Everyone is wearing headphones now to escape this.

This is where I finally got fed up enough with them that I'm getting my extremely small and petty revenge. My final straw was when they asked me if I knew when the coworker that was quitting was leaving while I was at my desk. The coworker told me before they left it's because of this coworker and I rather enjoyed working with them. Anyways it's something super small but why are you bothering me about this, if you have questions you can ask them yourself please leave me alone. This is after months of constant interruptions because we're next to each other. Because I type everyday when I started I bought myself a work keyboard, and it's a copy of the keyboard I have at home stylistically. The only difference is the switch type, for work I got silent reds and for home I got blues because I like the clicking sound they make. I figured the blues would be rude to use at work initially but after 6 months of this I swapped my keyboards. Now everyday they get to hear the sound of my keyboard everyday, and I'm typing for a minimum of 2 hours everyday straight. Something small but I figured everyone'd get a kick out of it.

Last week I was getting Taco Bell with my younger cousin after seeing Spider-Man: Brand New Day. It was almost 1 a.m. and, embarrassingly, this was actually my first time going through a drive-thru behind the wheel.

There was already a line of cars, with everyone just sitting there waiting their turn, when this guy came in from the parking lot on my left.

He had arrived after all of us. All he had to do was drive around the parking lot, which would’ve taken maybe two minutes, and get in line behind me like everyone else.

Apparently two minutes was too much.

As the car in front of me started moving up, this guy came through the parking lot and tried to cut into the line. Then a gap opened up between my car and the car ahead of me, and he immediately started squeezing his car into it.

He was literally driving across the accessible parking spaces and inching closer and closer to my car.

At one point, we were just sitting there staring straight at each other through our windows, both waiting for the car ahead of me to move. I was already so close to it that I basically had nowhere to go. I couldn’t move forward, I couldn’t really move to the right, and he just kept creeping in from the left like he knew eventually I’d have no choice but to let him in.

And apparently he was right, because my options were either to let him in or risk getting my car scraped because some random guy couldn’t wait his turn for fast food at 1 a.m.

I let him in.

But I absolutely laid on the horn.

He looked at me. I looked at him. Message received.

He also had a girl in the passenger seat, so at least someone else got to witness the whole performance.

Then he finally got to the speaker, and after cutting through the parking lot, forcing his way into the line, and nearly hitting my car…

this man ordered five nuggets.

Five.

Nuggets.

I was genuinely offended, you were willing to introduce our insurance companies to each other for FIVE NUGGETS? 😭

Not even a full meal. Five nuggets.

And somehow he still wasn’t done being annoying.

After ordering, he barely moved forward even though there was plenty of space in front of him, which meant I couldn’t properly move up either, and neither could the people behind me. Maybe it was a coincidence, but considering I had just honked the absolute shit out of him, I had my doubts.
The employees looked exhausted and, of course, he was rude to them too.

Eventually, he got his five precious nuggets and drove off.
I figured that was the end of it.

It wasn’t.

He drove for maybe ten seconds, pulled into the parking lot, and parked right next to the restaurant.

That somehow annoyed me all over again.

So you nearly hit my car because waiting another two minutes was apparently unbearable… only to park twenty feet away and eat your five nuggets?

Earlier, I’d considered getting out and confronting him, but my cousin stopped me. Probably for the best. Getting into an argument with a stranger at 1 a.m. over five nuggets would’ve been ridiculous.

Then our food arrived, and when we went to leave, I realized the exit took me directly past where he had parked.
My cousin noticed it too. He looked at the guy’s car, then at me, and said:

“You can honk at him again now.”

I considered it for approximately half a second.

Then I drove past his car, held down the horn, and gave him the biggest middle finger I could manage.

He saw it. The girl in his passenger seat saw it.
And all he could do was sit there with his five nuggets and watch me drive away.

Petty? Absolutely.
Worth it? Also absolutely.

I just hope those five nuggets were good.

Flipping him off was.

I was a System Administrator at a company and the domain admin, meaning I could manage user profiles and startup scripts.

One of the directors asked me to do something I absolutely wasn't comfortable with: alter invoices after they were generated so clients would be billed for work that wasn't actually performed. The extra money helped make his department look more profitable. He knew I was one of two people in the company with access to Photoshop, and assumed I was morally bent in his favor. I was not.

I refused. I told my boss, and when my boss did nothing, I put in my notice.

A few weeks later, I was already in my final two weeks with the company, and he pushed again to alter a bunch of invoices this time claiming it was an approved thing from accounting. I refused again, but this time I also decided he could experience a small "IT mystery."

I wrote a simple batch script that randomly rebooted a computer between 5-10 minutes after startup and added it to his profile's startup script through Active Directory.

He knew I had access to everyone's machines, but he assumed it was a hardware issue because they were experiencing them for a full year across his department.

After about five random reboots, he called me into his office to fix it.

The director went to lunch and I sat down at his computer, stared at the screen, and began my extremely advanced troubleshooting process:

I ate the Skittles from the jar on his desk for around five minutes.

I told him I'd keep an eye on it.

He never figured it out.

The funniest part is that my own IT manager had no idea what startup scripts were, so a file named something boring like cmosupdates.bat was enough to fly under the radar.

I left the company.

A week later, this old director started contacting me demanding I finish a project I had "committed to", unpaid. It was something my replacement couldn't handle.

I ignored the messages, blocked his number, and moved on.

perpetualrebootinsanity.bat lives on in legend now.