Post by nospaekae on Sept 12, 2020 17:40:31 GMT -5
I have so many, it's not healthy.
Ex-coworker that got mad at me when another co-worker (her BFF) got laid off. She didn't think it was fair that her friend got laid off and I didn't. I had years of experience on other co-worker. She has tried to connect on LinkedIn and sends me messages to catch up and I ignore every time.
Total FWP but I will forever boycott the bounce house company that I had contracted with (50% deposit) and confirmed with (twice) for my kid’s bounce house themed birthday party. They lied repeatedly the day of and didn’t quite no show - after my husband and I spent the entire party trying to get ahold of them (with our friends and their kids swarming through our house, looking for something to do), the guy actually showed up more than two hours late, with a half hour to go, and tried to make us pay the balance. When we refused, he actually drove away with the bounce house, with twenty kids watching. It would have been comical if I wasn’t so astonished. The owners refused to respond to our calls, so I emailed them two days later, stating the facts and asking what their remedy was. The woman said she wasn’t even going to try, and she’d surely refund my deposit because “I don’t want your money anyway” (we ultimately had to challenge the charge with our cc company) and by the way, they’re a veteran owned company. Like, what? My husband and I are two of the most reasonable, levelheaded people I know. It was so out of left field and randomly vindictive. For months after, my five year old asked us why “that mean guy” ruined her birthday. Fuck those people.
When I was around 12-13 a family came over that my parents were friends with. The daughter, about my same age, started eating out of the Doritos chip bag that I was munching on. She licked her fingers and I told her to not reach into my bag of chips again. She fucking looked straight into my eyes and reached her goddamn hand in to my chips. I pray she’s had hemorrhoids every day since then.
My (initial) 6th grade teacher. Damnit. I will never forget her.
I struggled with remembering "their" vs. "there" vs. "they're". She had it out for me and was legit angry every time she noticed this error in my writing. Eventually one day she made a huge scene in front of the entire class about taping the definitions of each word onto my desk. No one else had anything taped onto their desks. It was utterly humiliating. Maybe call me quietly up to her desk and hand me an index card differentiating these homophones? I was the kid receiving zero help at home with learning to read, homework, studying, etc.
I had this same teacher for math and LA in 3rd grade, and for whatever reason she just didn't like me. A few years later she relocated to 6th grade and I ended up in both her homeroom and LA rotation. (In addition to social studies and science.) It was as if she went out of her way to constantly make my life difficult and embarrass me.
Joke was on her. A few weeks later (in alignment with the start of the 2nd quarter) the principal pulled me from her class and moved me to the gifted and talented classroom. My life changed overnight. Not only was I no longer in her homeroom class, but I no longer rotated outside of my new classroom for LA or math.
Post by Patsy Baloney on Sept 12, 2020 18:33:44 GMT -5
One of my college roommates.
My grandma (mom’s mom) died while I was in undergrad. I went home for a week to help my mom and go to the funeral. I came back to our dorm late Sunday, exhausted, weepy, wanting to still be at home. And my damn roommate had her dirty clothes spread out all over my side of the room because, “I was looking for a shirt and in a hurry. I couldn’t find it and thought it might be in my dirty clothes!”
So you dumped them out all over my shit?
Still mad at her. I won’t even friend her on Facebook.
I went to daycare/preschool a place called the Berry Patch. Every time we'd drive when I was older I would remark on how much I hated that place. My mom thinks I was abused or something (but never got me any counseling to see if I had repressed memories, so thanks lady). The ONLY memory of it though is some little brat stealing my Lisa Gretchen (cpk) doll during nap time. And I got it back. But I still hate that bitch.
I also hold a grudge for most everyone I worked with for 15 years that have made a lot of assumptions and spread rumors about my departure. It's all confidential so I can't share details here or to any of them, but it pisses me off SO much that they would think certain things of me and believe the lies told to them. And don't get me started on the grudge I will forever hold for that boss for things he's done to me and MANY others and continues to come out on top. He's so Trump but yet professes to hate him.
My bff's wife. Right before his bachelor party I sent him a text saying to "keep an eye on DH, remember where your loyalties lie" as a 90/10 joke. She CALLED me (we were not close) and said she didn't appreciate me putting that sort of stuff on him right before his big weekend and I better not bother him all weekend as he's not DHs babysitter. And also, don't tell him about the call. Bitch, back the fuck off. YOU don't know what happened at his other bff's bachelor party but I do. And when people say "hookers and blow" that's an understatement. Now, bff wasn't into that stuff but he knew EXACTLY why I sent that text.
FIL for flying out everyone on DHs side to our Vegas wedding and paying for their hotel rooms but offering nothing to us. I know he paid for SILs weddings in full and expected to pay for our rehearsal dinner but we didn't have one. We paid for most everything (my parents helped a bit). Your casino hookup would have been nice. I honestly hold a grudge on him for most everything he's done in life, from how he raised DH, to the way he handled his affair/divorce with MIL (created an entitled monster who still bitches about him 20 years later) to his current FB "editorials" blaming the left for everything and begging his cronies to share "far and wide".
Post by pandorica on Sept 12, 2020 19:01:36 GMT -5
I was supposed to be a bridesmaid in XBIL's wedding. When I was going to leave XH, months before the wedding, I told STBSIL that I couldn't be in her wedding (for obvious reasons). She told me I was being selfish and childish.
Post by seeyalater52 on Sept 12, 2020 19:25:01 GMT -5
A boy I had a crush on in 8th grade (who knew about my crush) told me he’d sleep with me if I put a paper bag over my head.
My 3rd grade teacher for giving me a needs improvement in cursive writing bc she didn’t like how I (left handed) held my pencil and paper “incorrectly.”
My coworker who said “ew hormones” upon finding out that I was starting IVF. A long list of coworkers over the past 4+ years who asked me if I was pregnant when I wasnt drinking or looked chubbier than usual, usually immediately following a miscarriage.
My 9th grade English teacher who gave me an A- on a poster board presentation because one of the letters of marker I used to write the title across the top was yellow (each letter was a different color) even though students with WAY worse projects got As. When I asked her about it she told me I needed to get used to not getting straight As.
My sister who told me my first pregnancy loss (chemical miscarriage) was “probably just leftover trigger shot” from IVF. Spoiler alert: it wasn’t.
My grandmother, who before she died told me after I came out to her that she hoped my ex wife and I got a divorce so I could find a nice man. We did eventually get divorced but, uh, still gay.
Post by seeyalater52 on Sept 12, 2020 19:31:35 GMT -5
And BECKY DONOVAN who stole the tiny rubber hippo I brought to school in 4th grade. I fucking loved that thing and I’ve been looking for one just like it for decades since then to no avail.
The coworker (a post doc) who, on his first day in our lab where he needed to be trained BY ME because his PhD didn't involve most of the technical skills needed in our lab, asked me "who made the decision that I was going to be a scientist? Why aren't you a teacher, like what women are supposed to do?" He never EVER treated me with a morsel of respect and once even tossed a bunch of supplies at me because he was hoarding them and I needed them to finish a week-long experiment. In front of our boss. Who defended him because of the culture of the country they were from. But like. My boss wasn't a misogynist asshole? So....?
Petty one - my 30th was my golden birthday (30 on the 30th, the day before Halloween) . My exH and I decided to throw a gold themed party at our cabin with a small group of friends and family. Literally everyone either RSVPed no or just bailed last minute. I stopped trying to do birthday celebrations in college because Halloween was always the excuse people gave as to why they couldn't do anything with me. (Which I guess is fair considering my 21st was on a Monday.) My parents didn't do anything for me either. Also not really a big deal - until my brother turned 30 and they did a tailgate at a Phillies game, complete with a whole photo collage of him. Anyway. I decided when I got divorced that 35 would be my make up birthday. Yeah. That would be this year. I guess on the bright side, I'm used to not really doing much for it? 😂
My (initial) 6th grade teacher. Damnit. I will never forget her.
I struggled with remembering "their" vs. "there" vs. "they're". She had it out for me and was legit angry every time she noticed this error in my writing. Eventually one day she made a huge scene in front of the entire class about taping the definitions of each word onto my desk. No one else had anything taped onto their desks. It was utterly humiliating. Maybe call me quietly up to her desk and hand me an index card differentiating these homophones? I was the kid receiving zero help at home with learning to read, homework, studying, etc.
I had this same teacher for math and LA in 3rd grade, and for whatever reason she just didn't like me. A few years later she relocated to 6th grade and I ended up in both her homeroom and LA rotation. (In addition to social studies and science.) It was as if she went out of her way to constantly make my life difficult and embarrass me.
Joke was on her. A few weeks later (in alignment with the start of the 2nd quarter) the principal pulled me from her class and moved me to the gifted and talented classroom. My life changed overnight. Not only was I no longer in her homeroom class, but I no longer rotated outside of my new classroom for LA or math.
This made me remember that my 5th grade teacher made me write out "a lot" instead of "alot" 100 times. I have never been mixed up on it again, but it definitely wasn't the correct way to do it!
My senior year high school choir teacher. I was going on to major in music in college (am a music teacher myself now) and was super excited about doing EVERYTHING music my senior year. Got a new teacher who was abysmal - she was awful at music/conducting/classroom management. She unfortunately had some type of mental health issues that made her incompetent as a teacher, but the district couldn’t fire her legally.
My parents and I (along with other kids and their parents) ended up taking a case to the school board and they gave her a banging early retirement package to get her out. I will always hold a grudge for losing what should have been an amazing musical year, I got depressed and gained a ton of weight as well. But she has been a driving force in my own career as a teacher to be better than she was in every way possible.
My boss from my first real job. I worked retail in a super high end jewelry store. He had his minor delinquent daughter helping in the store to try and straighten her out, she made a ton of mistakes and he then gave me all of her menial tasks because he needed someone he could count on. I asked him to go back to the job I was hired for and he refused, so over my honeymoon I job searched, quit that job and started a new job the day after I got back. Not the way I wanted to spend hours and hours of my time in Hawaii! He also cheated on his wife with another young woman who worked for him when I did, so I was thoroughly disgusted by him.
There’s tons more because I’m probably unhealthy about how much/long I hold grudges. But oh well! I try to use them as things to push me forward in my life. Sometimes I think it works lol!
Post by Captain Serious on Sept 12, 2020 20:22:07 GMT -5
My vegetarian sister-in-law comparing my future adopted children to cows when I said I don't feel bad about them dying for food because they were bred and raised for that purpose. She suggested that meant I felt children in orphanages were there just for the purpose of waiting for someone to adopt them.
That we had to sue the school in New Jersey just to get them to provide the appropriate services for M.
But my other sister-in-law used our ski house (and my bed) as her love nest for her afair with a married priest (Anglican).
My husband's cousin for bringing a large birthday cake to my wedding for her daughter's 25th and getting the DJ to play the song right before we were going to cut our cake.
My father for putting his girlfriend before his kids and grandkids, not showing for holidays at all, not even bothering to visit my son in the hospital when he was in DKA, but then calling me and telling me it's obvious that I don't care about him and I shouldn't call him anymore.
Post by ellipses84 on Sept 12, 2020 21:23:50 GMT -5
A girl who stabbed my BFF with a pencil in 4th grade. Arch nemesis that year. I haven’t seen her since then but her perfectly fine name was a big NO when DH and I talked baby names.
The 24 hour fitness person who called me stupid when I cancelled my membership. I was grandfathered into a really great deal, but I know how much I’ve used gyms over the past 20 years and I definitely made the right decision 😂
Post by edwardo123 on Sept 12, 2020 21:31:45 GMT -5
My parents for enabling my brother’s crap behavior since childhood. They have been making excuses and bailing him out of trouble for over twenty years. He now lives in their basement and is an unemployed idiot. Every time we talk, they try to convince me that he’s changed and is growing up. I mean it’s neat and all that at nearly forty, he can supposedly take care of his dog almost by himself and have a girlfriend. I wish they would just compliment me on something. When we do something together, they constantly rave at how awesome my husband is and how great that he helps out so I can work. I’m pretty sure he’s okay with it because I make 75% of our income, plus they are his children.
My brother and sister in law never sent their thank you cards after their wedding. Their guests gave them enough money to cover the down payment on their first house.
According to my step mother, they did write them but put them in a drawer before getting stamps. Then they found them a year and a half later and just threw them out.
My mother received a thank you note a couple weeks ago from someone who's been married for 22 years. She wrote the note right away, did not have enough postage for the extra pictures she enclosed, put it aside, move twice, kept finding it and feeling bad, and finally decided to send it with a very cute apology card. It was the cutest thing ever, and just as quirky as she is.
Post by ellipses84 on Sept 12, 2020 23:14:30 GMT -5
Oh, I have a recent one. The guy who asked for a Zoom call on the Monday after a great Friday interview to tell me I did NOT get the job. Don’t fucking do that on Zoom! Call or email. Do you get pleasure at seeing someone’s look of disappointment on their face? He also gave me constructive criticism on my portfolio that it was too pretty and didn’t show enough of my role experience, when it was literally photos of things that I had done while working in the role they were hiring for. He said he’s sure he’ll see me around because it’s a small industry. And I’ll pretend I don’t recognize you! And you’ll probably never find the perfect imaginary hire you are searching for.
My horrible cousin who acted like my grandfather got cancer again and died on purpose to ruin her wedding shower.
My aunt and uncle who enabled her shitty behavior and then didn’t help my grandmother out at all after my grandfather died despite living down the street in the house my grandparents built and sold them at a loss so they could have a nice place to raise their kids.
This girl in high school who thought I was hitting on her boyfriend, but we were actually just friends long before they started dating. She got mad we were friendly and made a whole long Xanga (lol) about how I was awful and that’s why I had to live with my grandparents because my mother didn’t love me. My guy friend defended her and stayed with her and I told him to fuck off and we’ve never spoken since. They got married and I recently found out they got divorced and it made me happy.
This kid I went to high school with who knew my BFF was getting sober and trying to get his life together and then showed up at his house with booze and pills, woke up to find that my friend had fallen asleep on his back and aspirated and instead of calling the cops he stole his skateboard and wallet and left. He’s reached out to me a few times to apologize and I’m just not ready to hear it. It was 15 years ago.
My uncle's wife (gf at the time), who told my husband that I was "real emotional" when I was crying IMMEDIATELY AFTER MY GRANDFATHER'S FUNERAL. I loathe her.
My former boss, who would tear apart my work product (which was high quality) consistently and berate me loudly in an open plan office. She told my coworker that she was deliberately trying to make me cry so I would learn a lesson. She eventually was forced into retirement after too many complaints from others that she created a hostile work environment.
My whole family-my sister who spreads lies because she’s a bitter old hag and needs to be the center of attention, my mother for repeating and believing the lies, my brother who is a deadbeat dad and my dad for enabling all these assholes.