No one is perfect and everyone has those moments where they get mad, get petty, or act out. But these people are way beyond that—they are the most despicable people in the world. These real-life stories about terrible jerks are so infuriating, you'll be glad that you weren't the one who had to go through it. Buckle up.
1. Finders Keepers
I was at an Easter egg hunt when I was around six years old. It was in a big park area with lots of rocks to hide the eggs. I saw a little chocolate egg foil glisten and ran over to pick it up. As I reached my hand out to pick it up, a man trod on my hand to stop me from getting it. Then, he called his kid over to come "find" it.
2. The Mythical Wedding Gift
My best friend got married, and the bride’s side of the family said they would pay for the wedding if it was within reason. So, they kept everything within reason. Instead of paying for the wedding, the bride’s family spent the money on a vacation and didn’t tell them. They had to postpone their wedding because nothing was paid for.
In the end, my friend and his wife paid for the wedding themselves. When the big day finally came around, the bride’s family gave $150 and an IOU in a card saying we owe you a better gift. The family has a boat, a jaguar, and took another vacation that year.
3. Bottom Of The Food Chain
My second-grade science teacher taught us there was no food we eat that doesn't come from plants. He gave the example of a cow: it eats grass, so it comes from plants. He offered five dollars to anyone who could find anything that people eat that didn't come from plants. He said no one had ever claimed it. So, we all went home and thought about it.
In class the next day, kids were saying things like marshmallows, ice cream, candy...I put my hand up and said, "salt". My teacher was quiet for a moment and admitted that I was correct. He also said no one had ever thought about that before, not even him, and that millions of people around the world eat salt every day.
He still refused to give me the five dollars. It was so petty.
4. Scammy Daddy
My father asked my mother for a divorce on my birthday. He took everything they had in their home and started dating a 20-year-old. I took out a $6,000 loan to refurnish a house I started renting with my mother. It was one I could not afford on my own. My mother passed two months after moving in.
In her final email, she told my father to give me her life insurance so I can pay the loan back and hopefully pay most of the rest of the lease. He took off with it. Bought a truck and a stereo. Left me broke, in debt, in a lease I couldn't afford, and with a little brother to take care of and get the rest of the way through high school.
My parents also owed the school $2,000 that the school demanded from me or else they would not let my brother graduate.
5. The Green-Eyed Monster
When I was young, my mum was best friends with one of the neighbors down the street, who also had a boy the same age as me. As a result, I played a lot with said boy and was encouraged to be best friends with him. Whenever my mum wasn't around, though, his mum became a terror. She would come out to where we were playing together and shout at me for some minor, trivial thing.
If we were both doing something a little mischievous, she would blame it all on me and never reprimand her son at all. This was all when I was around seven to 10 years old, so I couldn't process it at all and had no idea how to react. It really got to me. Years later, I found out the disturbing truth. It turns out that she was basically jealous because I was doing much better at school than her son and she wanted to “take me down a peg”.
Ultimately, her son and I ended up going to different secondary schools and drifted apart. Fortunately, that meant that I stopped having to interact with her. Our mums are still good friends, and she has always been pleasant to me as an adult. But even 30 years later, I still keep her at arm’s length because of how unfairly she treated me as a child.
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6. Judgy Judy
I went to a small Southern Baptist church as a kid. A friend of mine whose family didn't have a lot of money stayed over on a Saturday night and went to church with my family the next morning. She was concerned about her clothes because she didn't own a dress, but she had some nice khaki pants and a nice shirt, and we told her that would be absolutely fine.
The preacher's wife approached us after Sunday school, before the service, and pulled my friend to the side of the sanctuary. My friend was trying to pull her arm away because the woman was hurting her. I followed and heard the preacher's wife say to her, "Listen, you're welcome in God's house, but I don't want to see you back here until you can find something decent to wear".
My mother had followed me and heard her, so we packed up and left right then and did not go back. We'd been going to that church for about 10 years.
7. Keeping Score
I missed a math test because I was in the hospital. I had documentation and showed the teacher, but he was adamant that I couldn’t make up the test and said it was fine because he dropped the lowest score for everyone anyway. I wanted to take the test because I had studied and wanted my lowest score at the time—a 78—dropped.
I asked to make it up after school. It was still a no. Well, I got the last laugh. I took it to the guidance counselor and explained my situation and they made the teacher give me the test. It’s important to note that I had printed out my previous assignment grades to show to everyone when pleading my case. So, I finally took the test and got an A-.
I looked at my assignment grades and noticed my homework score. I was so mad I saw red. Before I went over the teacher’s head, it had shown that I’d turned in 100% of the assignments. It was now at 50%. I had to go to guidance again with both screenshots in order to get the teacher to fix my grade back.
8. The Bad Check
My sister borrowed a large sum of money from our retired mother, with a promised payback plan. She never made a single payment. My mother is now down to her last dollar, so we tried to get our sister to pay her at least some of the money she owes. I still can't believe her horrific "revenge". A few months later, a check showed up at our mom's made out to her for $0.00 and a comment on the bottom that said, "Get a job".
9. Curveball
When I was probably around eight or so, I was at a baseball game with my family. Naturally, I was hoping I’d be able to get a ball. One of the players saw me in the stands, looked directly at me, and threw a ball to me. Some guy, probably college-aged, proceeded to reach over my shoulder and snatch the ball before it got to me.
I turned around and he and all his friends were laughing and celebrating. Almost 20 years later, I’m still a bit salty about it.
10. Tricky Transaction
My grandfather passed a few years ago, and my grandmother was not in a position to live alone, so she decided to sell her home (of 50-odd years, no less). This was on top of the remainder of my grandfather's pension, so she had about $50,000 or so. She asked my father to handle all the bank work and such.
One day my father called her, asking if she was well enough to go to the bank, but his sister's (my aunt's) newest boyfriend picked up the phone instead, said it was taken care of, and hung up. Turns out, they had tricked my grandmother into putting all that money into their account, which they had no intention of letting her access.
Luckily, my dad was able to explain to Nan what my aunt did, and the bank, having known and respected my grandfather, reversed the transfer.
11. Ball Hogs
In fifth grade, my bus stop was in a church parking lot with a basketball hoop. We would play basketball after school. I always brought my ball, and we would play with it. One day after school, this five-year-old bikes over to where we were playing and told me that we were using his ball that he’d left there. My ball was not unique, just the standard orange Spalding ball.
But it had my name on it. Just to make sure, I turned the ball over and found my name. Then I showed the kid. He ran away crying. I thought it was over—but I was so wrong. The little dude came back with his parents, and another five-year-old and his parents in a minivan. They were screaming at me and my friends about how we wrote my name on the kid’s ball to pretend it was ours.
We were in shock and gave them the ball. They kept screaming for 10 minutes about how we were picking on them and should all go to juvie. My friend, who happened to be Black, nervously muttered: “Umm, I think I see your ball under the bushes over by the church". The Angry Mom said, “Do YOU think you can trick ME, AFRO BOY”?! For the record, my friend didn’t even have an afro, he was just Black.
Anyway, the five-year-old ran over by the church with his friend. He said, "Look, mom, it IS my ball"! The four parents were stunned and embarrassed. They were silent for a bit, but then Angry Mom said, "Well, Colton, since they were so mean to us, I guess you have two basketballs now". They got in their car and drove away.
We couldn't believe it. It was the first time I noticed that an adult could be too prideful and still screw you over when they know they are wrong. And it’s just so they can "win". But guess who got revenge? We egged the house during the weekend. They knew it had to be me. They came to my house. My parents already knew what they had done to me, so my parents also knew it was me.
And I’d used all the eggs like an idiot, they were missing from the fridge. In any other situation, my parents would have made me fess up and apologize. But I was in for a surprise. They kept saying, "Welp, there is no proof", and shrugged. Angry Mom escalated until my parents yelled at them like she had yelled at me. Finally, my mom decided to end it.
She said, "Well, you can check my kitchen. I have no eggs. I normally buy eggs, but I am saving money to purchase my son a new basketball. He had one, but it was misplaced, I think. I even wrote my son's name on it myself so it could be returned if it was ever lost, but it must be gone for good". Oh, boy, was Angry Mom embarrassed. She just huffed and walked back into her car and drove off.
My faith in adults was restored by my parents. Angry Mom never returned my ball, though.
12. Mommy, Not Very “Dearest”
My dad joined the Marines when he got out of high school. He didn't really spend money but instead just sent it all back to his parents to keep for him or use in the event of an emergency. His father then passed and his mom used the money to pay for funeral expenses and keep up with bills.
She then sold their farm and made a bunch of money. They lived outside of a large city that got much larger and rich people wanted to live out in the country, so they were willing to pay a lot of money. So fast forward a couple of years. My dad married my mom. They had my little brother, who was born with severe respiratory issues.
He had to stay on a respirator for a month and they weren't sure he was going to make it. This is where the jerk comes in. My dad asked to borrow money from his mom to pay the medical bills, which were obscene. She told him no and that he shouldn't have had a kid if he couldn't afford it.
13. The Gift Giver
When I was graduating high school, my aunt asked me which of my late grandfather's rings I'd like as a graduation gift, along with a card and a little cash. I told her I really appreciated the offer, but jewelry just wasn’t my thing and that I felt like it would be unappreciated on me. And I do have other items that were passed down from him.
My aunt said, “Okay, no problem”, and I thought that was that. Wrong. Graduation came and went and a couple of weeks later, a few family members were over for dinner. Well, I was standing and talking to another aunt—my aunt’s sister—when she walked over to us and handed me a little box. At this point, I knew what it was, and even though I had respectfully declined before, I decided I was going to open it and give a "Wow! Great, thank you”!
I opened the ring box and before I could get a word out, the aunt that I had been there talking to absolutely LOST IT. "Are you FREAKING KIDDING ME? You gave THAT ring to HIM"?! She was yelling at her sister, yelling at me, and just making a huge scene. I guess that specific ring was one that she had made known she wanted.
I looked to my aunt who gave me the ring and she just couldn't hide the little smile on her face. That’s when I made a disturbing realization. That extreme pettiness was really between my two aunts, and I felt like I was basically set up and used as a tool in the whole situation. I would have felt bad for my other aunt, but most of her anger was wrongfully directed toward me.
She did apologize days later, though. I should also mention that I had a few friends over and they witnessed the whole thing. I cringe when I think about it. It was just super embarrassing for me, especially since I had zero interest in the ring.
14. The Ex (For Good Reason)
This happened to a co-worker of mine. My co-worker had a son from a previous marriage die very young, around 14. He got his son cremated and had him in a vase in his house with pictures, etc. One day while he was breaking up with his second wife (now ex) he came home from work and the ashes were gone. He still has no idea where they are five years later. He assumes she threw them out.
15. Bookworm Blues
My sixth-grade teacher didn't like me. I had transferred into her class when the teacher for gifted students was needed elsewhere, and my new teacher was resentful. She was going to have the class read The Hobbit. I was excited because I had read it and the Lord of the Rings trilogy the year before. My teacher called me a liar in front of the whole class—but she didn’t stop there.
Then, she went on a rant about how kids like me were terrible and thought we were better than everyone else. I was a quiet, shy girl, so I cried. She mocked that too. The rest of the year was horrible, and she let her favorite students pick on me. I was never good enough. She couldn't fail me because I excelled at bookwork, but she picked on me at every turn. She was such a trashy human.
16. Unwelcome Mother-In-Law
After my dad's wife passed, her mother, who lived with us, heard that my dad was planning to sell the house, move somewhere smaller, and pay for her to go into sheltered housing. Her reaction was so disturbing. One day when he was out at work, the old witch took my step-mom's ashes and scattered them all over the garden.
Then, when my dad went ballistic trying to find his wife's remains, the harpy said, "Well now you can't leave here and you can't make me leave". I can't describe the change in my dad after we moved out and got that woman out of our lives.
17. Everything But The Kitchen Sink
My now-ex opted to separate a couple of weeks before Christmas. I almost didn't notice because I was working 16+ hour days at that point. So, the morning of December 25th, she showed up with her entire family, with pickups and trucks to take out all of "her" things from the house, which was literally everything. Then came the kicker. After I was visibly cleaned out, she went to the closet to pull out the presents that I bought for the kids.
She told me: "They can open them at my new place, since they have no beds to sleep in here. You want them to have their gifts, right?" I consider all of that time to be a jerk move.
18. Roll Call
For background purposes: my full official first name is Abby. Just Abby. Only those four letters, nothing more. One day, my sixth-grade social studies teacher kept calling out the name “Abigail”. That's not my name, so I didn’t respond and was looking for this new mystery person. My teacher got up and came to my desk. She asked me why I wasn’t answering her.
I said, “You called out 'Abigail', not 'Abby'". She said, “Abby is short for Abigail”. Go to the principal's office for being disrespectful". So, I went to the principal's office, and the principal asked why I had been sent. I told him, “My teacher called out for Abigail, and I didn't respond". He asked me why I didn’t respond, and I said, “My name is Abby. Just Abby".
The principal pulled up my record and confirmed that I am not and never have been an Abigail. Then, he sent me back to class, with no repercussions. My teacher never called on me again.
19. The Lazy Lumberjack
My dad once made a rocking horse for my niece. He carved it out of several pieces of wood, hand braided the tail and mane out of rope that he painstakingly unwound, and hand painted it. It was a beautiful toy that would have lasted for generations. The fate of that precious gift still haunts me. One day her father was too lazy to go out and chop wood, so he smashed it up and threw it into the fire.
20. Off Menu Order
I saw a little girl order something off a menu at a restaurant in Florida. When she was done ordering, her mom said "You really messed up again. I trusted you this time. You want to get that tummy tuck surgery when you're 20? What’s the matter with you!? Waiter!... Give us a few more minutes. My daughter was confused".
The little girl was not that overweight. She had to be only around 10 years old, and she was now crying hysterically. The mother kept yelling at her to stop embarrassing her and stop making a scene. I'm a dude, was about 22 at the time, and so angry witnessing this that I actually considered the consequences of smacking her in the face.
21. Collateral Damage
One of my uncles was in a years-long fight with my mom. To stir trouble, any time he greeted my sister and I, he would tell my sister how beautiful and wonderful she was. But to me, he’d just say, "Oh, you're here, too". He’d then promptly ignore me for the rest of the night. I used to adore him up to that point, so that ended up with me being extremely hurt.
I cried to my mom for hours about how I was ugly and not special. Sad to say, but he got his petty vengeance on my mother and crushed my self-esteem. To this day, I don't forgive him for it.
22. Friends For Never
My good buddy's wife is famous for her lack of tact and general jerkiness. Their little girl is about two years older than mine. Her birthday was coming up, and my daughter, who was seven at the time, wanted to pick out the birthday gift. She plays with my friend's daughter and has a good idea what she likes. She made a long list and carefully selected what she thought was perfect.
Fast forward to the day of the party. Buddy's daughter opens up my daughter's gift, her eyes light up, and she squeals "Thank you!" My blood boiled at the wife's reaction. She goes: "Oh, honey, granny got you one of those already. Go ahead and put that one in the Goodwill box". My daughter was crushed.
It took all my strength not to get up and ream the ever-loving heck out of my buddy's wife. Six months later, we drew names for Christmas gifts for the kids. My buddy drew my daughter...and his wife forgot to buy a gift for her and didn't realize it until we were passing out gifts. I don't speak with them anymore.
23. Mistranslation Of “In Case Of Emergency”
A friend of mine worked on a cruise ship as an entertainer for six months. She didn't need that much money on the ship but kept an apartment back in Germany, with the landlord getting regular standing order. When she came back home she couldn't get her door open, so she called the landlord.
He told her he had already thrown out all of her stuff because after one month of her cruise she didn't pay the rent. The horrible truth came out. Turns out her parents, who had access to her bank account in case of emergency, took all the money (and she made a lot in those months on the ship) to pay their bills because their own salary had gone into two new cars.
So basically, she sat there without an apartment, without any friends in town, totally jet-lagged and without a single Euro in her pockets. All because of her parents. Still makes me mad.
24. The Mechanic
In Cub Scouts, we were doing the pinewood derby. I worked really hard on my car—my dad helped, of course. I had already won the first three rounds, and before the final round, one of the dads of the other kids picked up my car to hand it to me. It “slipped” out of his hand and the wheels broke when it hit the floor. I’m convinced it was not an accident, and he was sabotaging my car so his kid would win.
That was over 30 years ago, and I'm still mad about it.
25. False Hope Father-in-law
My soon to be father-in-law contacted a real estate agent to help us look for houses...after bad mouthing the apartment we currently live in. He kept declaring it unfit for his grandchildren to grow up in. He had told the agent what the price range we were looking in, and that he had about 20,000 to put towards a smaller house.
I spent WEEKS online and in person, narrowing down my search. All the while excited, out of my mind at the prospect of owning a home and all the jazz that goes with. When we finally got it down to two, we contacted said father-in-law. He came to the properties and gave us his opinion. It was mostly stupid rich guy nonsense about "mature trees" being something we needed because they add to the value.
Not once did he start looking at pipes or foundations, which I found strange. But it was about to get so much worse. My fiancé and I went home to ponder the final decision, only to be informed by the real estate agent that the father-in-law, when asked to start signing papers, now has no money for this project, and claims he never offered to help to begin with.
26. A Wii-ally Awful Christmas
My cousin is now divorced from his wife, who was never really liked anyway by our family due to her craziness. They have two kids together. She had a son from a previous relationship that my cousin raised as his own and a daughter by the next poor, unfortunate soul to get tangled up with her. This story takes place after they separated.
Her parents get a Wii for the kids for Christmas at the mother’s home, as it's her turn for Christmas. The kids are super excited when we call them, and they say they'll bring it around so we can play together on New Year's Eve. NYE comes around, and the kids don't bring the Wii. They also seem very quiet.
I sit down with the eldest and ask what's wrong and get this. "I'm sorry we can't play games, but mummy had to sell the Wii because we don't appreciate mummy enough". I knew something was up with that, and I eventually found out the truth. The real story: The mother had pawned the system to buy substances.
27. Inside Voices, Everyone
I was in middle school at a friend’s sleepover. Her parents scared the heck out of me. They were very strict and had pulled my friend and her siblings out of public school to send them to a Catholic school. Anyway, it was probably like 11pm at this sleepover, and my friend’s mom hesitantly let us watch the Disney movie Zenon: Girl of the 21st Century.
I laughed at a part of the movie, and even though her parents were awake, they came into the living room to scold me for being too loud. Not long after, disaster struck. I took a drink of water, choked, and started coughing. They called my parents after 11pm to come pick me up because “I couldn’t behave”. They had no regard for my parents being asleep and having jobs to get to early in the morning.
They wanted me out for laughing and coughing in the span of about 10 minutes. My parents never let me stay the night at my friend’s house again and are still mad at them for doing that almost 20 years later.
28. Cheating (The System) Ex
My ex-brother-in-law pulled one of the biggest jerk moves ever. He was married to my sister for 18 years. Three kids aged 15, 13, 11. He decides to cut and run and shacks up with another woman who has two kids. So, Jerk Move #1. But that was just the beginning. He brings these kids along to his kids' soccer/rugby/rowing events and calls the new kids the nicknames, which he had used with his kids for years, in front of his biological kids.
My sister had stayed home and taken care of the kids when they were younger, and he was able to go out and build up his career. At some point in time, my sister started working a bit part time and taking courses to get her teaching certification. At the judicial hearing dealing with the divorce, the judge said that he would have to pay child support for his kids and would also have to pay some spousal support for two years until my sister was finished with her certification and could be financially more stable.
He decided to quit his 75K a year job so that he could claim not to have income and therefore couldn't pay either child or spousal support. He actually went on social assistance for five years in order to try and screw over my sister. Only, it backfired right in his face. Unfortunately for him, that didn't work and he now owes my sister 60K in back child support and the original spousal support. What an idiot.
29. The Panhandling, Not Pauper, But Prince
I once went to a movie at a mall with my buddy. As we were about to park in the lot, this jerk in a BMW cuts us off and takes the parking space. So, we get another parking space nearby and my buddy wants to mess this guy up on general principle of cutting people off in parking lots, and I tell him to "cool it".
As we walk by, this guy in the BMW is grabbing trash bags out of the trunk and my buddy and him exchange words but my buddy doesn't hurt him like I was fearing. About three hours later, we're leaving the theater and this homeless man is panhandling for change. I toss a dollar in his hat or whatever he had, and my buddy says, "No way, look who you just gave a dollar to!"
I take a moment to actually stop and look at him, and I can't believe my eyes. It's the jerk with the BMW! I go and take my dollar back out of his hat, and the jerk makes a scene and now there's a crowd of people gathering around us like I just robbed a homeless man. So I'm trying to explain to this crowd that this jerk drives a Beamer, and I can show you where he parks it, and this guy is denying he owns a Beamer, and the crowd is getting hostile and I'm nervous I'm about to get messed up.
Finally I say "Fine, I'll put the dollar back, but when I walk past a specific red BMW on the way to our truck I'm going to key the heck out of it and anyone that wants to watch can follow me!" Well, that guy got up and bolted towards the parking lot! Left his hat full of change and everything. And that's the story of how I almost got stabbed by pitchforks.
30. The Cash Fairy
When I was like nine or ten, I was rollerblading home from my mom's work. I was heading down Fourth Street, and I found something like 16 dollars—a ten, a five, and a single—on the ground. The money was just laying there on the sidewalk next to some outdoor seating at a cafe. Being the obnoxiously nice kid that I was, I picked it up and kind of looked around, wondering if anybody lost their money.
That's when this lady in a weird sweater vest came around the corner. We made eye contact, and I told her how I’d found the money. She went, "Huh. Let me see it". And my naive butt is like, "Oh, yeah, that makes sense. She's a grown-up, she can sort this out”. She looked around, handed me the single back, and put her finger to her mouth in a “Shhh”! gesture. THEN, SHE JUST FLITTED OFF, NEVER TO BE SEEN AGAIN.
31. Broken Bro Code
In high school I had two best friends. Let's call them Jack and Alex. Jack had trouble with women. He also had a crush on the same girl since middle school, let's call her Sara. Anyways, Jack, Alex and I would always cruise around together. Alex and I were very aware that Jack had this huge crush on Sara. I just want to make it clear that the three of us had been friends for a really long time. Like five years of being best friends. That's important later.
By the time senior year rolled around, Jack had worked his magic and had included Sara in our group of friends. He wasn't dating her or anything, but he was getting to "hang out" with her all the time. I suppose that was his strategy to make her his girlfriend. Jack had a party while his dad was out of town and a bunch of people in our grade showed up.
It was a pretty big party. Jack was convinced it was the night he was going to finally sleep with Sara. It was the end of a five-year pursuit. I hoped it would work out for him. At the end of the night, Jack was up against Sara. Kissing her, whispering in her ear, making her laugh, etc. It looked like things were going to work out.
Jack smiled at me and texted me, "Wanna step outside for a smoke before I take her to my room?" "Sure," I replied. So, Jack and I went outside, and the guy is giddy with excitement. He's finally going to sleep with this girl. He was a virgin, so it was a pretty big deal. We laughed for a while and I congratulate him on his seemingly inevitable conquest.
We head back inside to the party...Sara is gone. We look around. The party is pretty loud, so we ask around. Someone piped up, saying, "Alex has her in the bathroom". We listened . Yeah, Alex and Sara were messing around in the bathroom. Jack was absolutely broken. He had spent the better part of five years of chasing Sara.
We went outside to drink our drinks and he's on the verge of tears. About 20 minutes later, Alex comes outside and looks at Jack and says, "Sorry bro," and starts laughing. They weren't friends for a long while after that. It was pretty messed up.
32. Worst Grandma Ever
My ex-mother-in-law gave my three kids gifts they loved at Christmas when they were small. Two days later, she came to the house, packed EVERYTHING she got them into bags, and took it all back to the stores because she was "broke".
33. Don’t Cross The Queen Of Swords
My mom asked if I wanted to play 52-card pick up, while my friends were over. I asked her what that was, and she said that I either wanted to play or I didn’t. I told her I didn’t want to play anything if I didn’t know what it was. Her reaction was brutal.
She got visibly irritated, threw the cards on the ground, and said, “This is 52-card pick up: pick them up”. She then threatened to ground me as she watched me pick the cards up and put them away nicely. I think it was worse because my friends were watching.
34. Daddy Issues
My parents divorced when I was 14, and I went with my mom out of state. About a year later, as she was dealing with some personal issues, she said she needed a break and asked if I would mind living with dad for a year or two, having had already cleared it with him. It was a chance for me to go back to my old high school, in addition to helping mom.
So despite some misgivings I said sure and went to live with him and his new wife. It turned into the worst mistake I've ever mad. Fast forward six months, dad has too many drinks and then drives. He's sentenced to 6-12 months in county lock-up. Two days after sentencing, my stepmom tells me I have to move out.
This despite my mom telling her she'll cover all my expenses until dad gets out. Nope. OK, whatever, I guess I sort of get it. But I went to the correctional facility to ask dad to maybe intervene on my behalf so I don't have to change schools AGAIN, since he would likely be out in 3-6 months. Not only did he refuse, it honestly got ten times worse. He chose that tender moment to tell me he wasn't even my biological father. I confirmed this with my mom in the aftermath. So I really just needed to go. Thanks "Dad". :(
35. The Battle Of Will(s)
When my mother and father were together, they had bought two thirds of house. To help them out, my grandmother on my mother’s side bought the other third. My parents split when I was five and thereafter had an ongoing court battle over the house shares. My grandmother lived with my mom, sister, and I right up until she passed. In her will she declared that my mother would get her share of the house and my father would get nothing.
Because of this, my mother offered my father all the investments they had, which included trucks, seeds that were very expensive to sell, etc. Basically they were worth nearly the equivalent my grandmother's share of the house. My father, being lazy, let all the trucks, seeds, and stuff go to waste after years, therefore making them worthless.
Once he realized that he messed up the investments, he declared a court battle with my mom to get half/all of my late grandmother’s share. My mother was a single parent at the time and did not have enough wages to get herself a lawyer, so she represented herself. Meanwhile, my father was able to afford all the lawyer expenses (he was miner earning big bucks).
Then my mother went to bank to retrieve my grandmother's will. The plot thickened after that. It had mysteriously disappeared. The bank lady exclaimed to my mother in a very obvious tone that "this is very odd". After a long a hurtful court battle with my father, my mother ended up getting her half of the share they had bought together, but more than half of my grandmother's share went to my father.
Months later, my mother had found out that my father’s brother-in-law worked for the same bank where my grandmother's will was kept, and you can figure out the rest. My mother couldn't prove anything. Basically, my father is cruel and greedy. This is when I found out the true side to him.
36. By Any Means Necessary
I had a teacher in kindergarten who threatened to expel me because I was sick and didn’t show up to class the day before. She put me on the spot in front of the other kids, telling me not to lie about why I’d been absent and saying that she’d call the principal. I cried in front of the whole class, not knowing what to do.
Apparently, she wanted to win some attendance award and thought confronting a child was a good idea. Like, dude, I was five. I’m still angry about how she got away with it.
37. No Gifts, Cash Only
My wife is Indian, and we got married in India. Because of the trouble it would be to bring back gifts from India to Canada, we said in the wedding invitation that although we understand that physical gifts are more personal and genuine, for practical reasons, we would rather have money.
Obviously, we were super tired after the wedding, and we were leaving the very next day for our honeymoon. We decided to leave all the gifts, including the money (we hadn't opened anything yet), at her mom's place. When we came back from the trip to take our stuff, all the envelopes were gone. Her mom had opened and taken all the money.
We confronted her and she eventually gave back some of the money, but she insisted that in many cases, there was a note saying the money was actually for her. We never saw those notes, nor does it make any sense for people to give money to her through gifts to us. She even called my parents to complain about how I hurt her feelings when I accused her of trying to take money from us.
In the end, I didn't push it too much. I don't really need that money all that much, whereas she has some financial difficulties. I even offered to help her financially many times before that happened and she refused. It just made me angry that she'd rather take from us than accept my help.
38. One Ex And A Baby
This is about a friend and his live-in girl. She claimed to be using birth control, but she definitely wasn't. What do you know? She gets pregnant, which happens if you aren't using birth control. She then asks for money to "get it taken care of" and claims to have gone through with it. Well, she didn't, and only told my friend when it was too late.
They now have a child, a daughter. She is/was/or becomes crazy, and moves to Florida with the girl after taking custody. Turns out, she finds the child unmanageable. Crazy ex moves back to the city my friend lives in, basically dumps the kid, who is now 13 years old, in his lap.
He spends four years just about literally fighting her through school. She would throw stuff at him constantly. The girl completes high school, moves out of my friend’s house, and is now back in with her crazy mother.
39. Bragging Rights
At 16 years old, I had a job at a gas station after school. I did all the grunt work like sweeping garbage in the parking lot, emptying trash bins, etc. I was taking the trash out one day and a grown man in his 40s came up to me. I’ll never forget what he said to me.
It was something along the lines of, "I make more money in a week than you do in a whole year". All I could think at the time was, "Well, yeah, I sure hope you do, I'm in high school". It was such a petty thing to say to a kid just trying to make a little bit of money after school.
40. Family Matters
My great grandparents grew up during the Depression, so they learned to save. They had a couple million dollars saved near the time they passed. My grandmother went first, and originally, they had it split up to go to my grandpa and my two uncles. That is, until my uncle Ray decided to be a jerk and trick my ailing grandmother into signing over to him only.
Once he got the money, he wasted it all on partying within a couple years. Occasionally he would buy something for someone else but would blackmail you later. He’s long gone now.
41. With Friends Like This…
This happened with my former friend. Err, "friend" actually. She loved setting up all of our friend group on blind dates. But this was all part of her ridiculous plan. She'd then show up "accidentally" on the date and completely monopolize the guy. If he was ignoring her and concentrating on us, she'd go nuts until he finally got creeped out and left.
If you'd say anything to her about it, she'd reply that we were jealous of her since she's obviously SO much more attractive, intelligent, stylish, etc.
42. Just A Flesh Wound
When I broke my ankle at school, the nurse said I was fine and just making it up. I have a ridiculously high pain threshold, so I wasn’t bawling my eyes out. I was on crutches for, I think, nearly a month. The same thing happened again when I literally broke my neck years later. School was honestly the worst time of my life.
It was so bad that it drove me to try taking my own life twice. On one of those occasions, I leaped off a second-floor balcony but landed in the woodchip garden mulch. I was badly bruised and dislocated one of my knees but was otherwise fairly unscathed. The principal gave me detention for “showing off” and walking in the garden.
43. Dreams Destroyed
My nephew's biological mother became pregnant with her third child and agreed to give the baby to her boyfriend’s aunt and uncle. The aunt and uncle had been trying to have a baby for years. They paid all hospital bills, bought her groceries, built a nursery in their home, and were so excited the day she went into labor.
Well, my nephew’s mom had them kicked out of the hospital because she said they were bothering her and wanted to take her baby. Uh, they DID want to take him, obviously. She then refused to give them her baby, claiming they were crazy and then named her son Bentley...when Bentley is the aunt and uncle's last name.
In the state of Indiana where they are, there is no law holding a mother to a surrogacy contract, so they were screwed. The mother had child protection services investigating her multiple times after her neighbors called the authorities because they found out she left the six-month-old alone in the trailer for hours.
44. A (Un)Happy Birthday
This happened to a good friend of mine. He had an older brother who got a car for his 21st birthday. So, leading up to my friend's own 21st birthday his parents kept hinting at him getting a car as a present, too. On the day, they blindfold him and lead him out to the garage. Naturally he's very excited.
He can hear jingling of car keys; his parents and brother are there. They remove the blindfold, and horror sets in. They show him a matchbox car sitting in the middle of the garage. They didn't get him a car, they got him a matchbox car. His parents and brother thought it was hilarious. They never got him a car.
45. Rough Waters
My swimming teacher promised me a candy bar if I jumped off the board, even though I couldn't swim. When I did it, they said they forgot but I saw them eating one in the lounge. I was five and it was the first time I’d been betrayed. Another thing that teacher did instead of teaching me to swim was to try and teach the group how to keep their eyes open underwater and see.
We all had goggles and had to take them off to do this. Unsurprisingly, I didn't learn to swim there. I ended up learning a year later, when my sister taught me at a hotel on vacation.
46. Grandma’s Grouchy Greetings
My grandmother called me on my birthday one year and said "I wanted to say happy birthday, but I didn't send a card cause I know those darn things just get thrown out anyway. Why waste the $1.99. Also, your dad's birthday is in three days and I'm not making two phone calls so just tell him happy birthday, too".
47. An Undesirable IOU
My mom opened a credit card in my name without my knowledge or consent while I was in college. She took cash out and never paid the bill. By the time I figured it out, the card's balance was $2,500. I do what I can to pay the minimum each month, but I have large student loans to pay and I am only making about $15,000 a year. It makes me so angry when she tells me "your credit card people are calling again, you should do something about it".
48. Illegible
I have horrible handwriting. I have forever, no amount of intervention or practice has helped. When I was in fifth grade, my social studies teacher seemed to take a lot of pleasure in constantly reminding me of how awful my handwriting was. We used to have to bring our notebooks up for her to check our homework. I dreaded that so much.
She would hold up my notebook so the whole class could laugh at my handwriting. I'm grown now, and that was a long time ago, but I still hate when I have to handwrite anything that other people will see.
49. A Bad Deal
When I was broke and unemployed I decided to sell my car to make rent. My dad is a mechanic, so I asked if he could help me sell it. He agreed, but said he would take some of the money when it sells to pay for some tires he helped me put on it. I thought that was fair. So, after a couple months I asked him if anyone showed interest in it. He informed me that he sold it.
I asked for my portion of the money from it. My heart broke at his reply. He said he wasn't giving me anything. A shouting match occurred. I ended up borrowing rent money from my mom, who was in a pretty bad financial situation herself. Worst part was, my dad makes well over 100k a year, owns six vehicles and three dirt bikes, and lives in a mansion while renting out the other huge house he owns. He's also currently in Hawaii.
My mom was being sued at the time because my sister "borrowed" her car and crashed into another car. My mom was also looking after that same sister’s son. I've since finally found a job, bought another car, and stopped speaking with my father. Oh, and paid my mom back.
50. The Custody Arrangement
This happened to a boss of mine at the place I used to work. It was just me and him literally for 12 hours a day, so we got to know each other quite well. He was about 42 and I was 20-21. He told me that his three kids, who he had with his ex-wife, decided that they wanted to live with him instead of her because they didn't like her boyfriend(s) or what not.
I believe they were seven, 14, and 16 at the time. So, they did, and their mother disowned them. Like, she began refusing to pick them up from school, do ANYTHING for them, pay for anything for them, etc. She also ended having to sell her brand-new Mercedes that she had bought because she was no longer getting that much-needed "child support" from her three kids.
The same woman ended up re-marrying within three months and didn't invite her two eldest children. Didn't even tell them she was planning a wedding.
51. Roadblock
My mother and stepfather allowed me to get my learner’s permit at 16. Then, at 17, they allowed me to sign up for driver’s ed classes. Yet, when it came time for road practice with an adult in the passenger seat, they absolutely refused to let me drive either of their vehicles. I even told the teacher, and she confronted my mother by asking her how she expected me to learn.
Thanks to my brother-in-law, I got maybe five hours of road time before I took my road test. It went as well as you can imagine. When I confronted my parents, their reaction was so cruel. They screamed at me for wanting my license and said their insurance rates went up enough when I turned 16. I had to wait until I was 18 and schedule extra road lessons with the instructor to get my license.
The best part is that my parents lied. 15 years later, I sell auto insurance. Unlicensed teenagers don't count on your policy, and licensed ones can be put down as “excluded”.
52. Worst Mother Ever
My mother has done a lot of really repugnant things. The one that sticks out most is when my brother and I hit high school, our parents decided to send us to a Catholic high school. Not really a big deal, and it turned out awesome for me in the end. But my brother was very reluctant to go, understandably, because all of his friends were going to the public school in our district.
So, that's when my mother came up with a truly heinous lie. She told him that all of his friends had told her in secret that they hated him and were glad he was leaving. She had all sorts of terrible things that they supposedly said. Of course, none of these were true, but he was only 14 years old, very sensitive, and it positively wrecked him. In fact, the consequences were brutal.
He went to the new school, had trouble making friends for the first couple of years, got involved with some bad people, etc. Now he still struggles with self-confidence and all this other stuff, nearly 10 years later. She also broke up most of his relationships by telling his girlfriends that he was cheating on them and that she "couldn't bear to keep his secrets any longer!" That's far from all.
She would hit my dad to provoke him to hit her back so she could call the authorities. Of course, my dad never did. She hit me once and I was too young and foolish to know that if I called officers, she'd go away for good. That night, she took all the phones in the house and hid them so that I couldn't tell anyone.
When I first went away to college (as far away from home as possible), I slept in one Saturday. I woke up to officers at my door. They told me to check my phone. During the three hours I'd slept, my mother had called me over 40 times, alternately crying and screaming, telling me if I didn't answer her calls, I'd have to come home and she'd stop paying for school, because clearly I had done something horrible if I was ignoring her for three hours. The next year, I decided to start paying for school myself and stopped talking to her.
53. How Not To Handle A Divorce
My uncle's ex-wife had a sister who was going through a messy divorce. Her husband ended up getting the house and custody of the kids. Her revenge was jaw-dropping. She burned down the house with her kids inside. They all perished in the fire. Last time I checked, I think she was still behind bars.
54. He Chose The Wrong Rung
This happened when I was a teenager. For my Eagle Scout project, you had to have a proposal and get it through several levels of clearance. My proposal was very good. I was the only person in years to get through the initial level of clearance without having to revise it. Unfortunately, at the district level, there was a stick in the mud who believed that he wasn't doing his job unless he rejected every proposal at least once.
After an hour and a half of arguing, he rejected mine for not including "ladder safety measures". So I came up with a plan for revenge. I printed out a 150-page manual on ladders and put that in front of him. Unfortunately, it was not the same guy, so I didn't get to see his face. I told the other guy what happened when he asked why the proposal was so massive. He thought it was hilarious.
55. Unbalanced Books
My mom put one of my cousins through college because his parents didn't think he needed college. It was the whole, "I didn't go to college! What do you need it for?" thing. So, my mom put up the money for a four-year degree, and he becomes a stock broker. Fast forward three years later, my dad passes. Slow, lingering cancer.
My dad arranges to get as much money in stocks a possible, so my mom has something to live on. The idea is my cousin will be able to manage her stocks and keep her in cash for a good long time. Four to five years later and my mom is broke. My cousin it seems, had been flipping the entire thing 6-7 times a day and getting commissions on every transaction.
Selling off her good stock to buy some buddy’s stock. Basically, whittling away at the cash while getting his own income. She sues, goes into arbitration with the brokerage firm, and comes out with nothing. This jerk scammed my mom out of $500,000 and walked. I have only seen this guy twice since, both at funerals. As much as I would have liked to toss him in under the coffin, cooler heads prevailed.
56. A Bad Start To A New Beginning
My dad was from Argentina and had emigrated to the US when he was in his early 20s. After getting married, my parents decided they were going to move to Argentina and start a life there as soon as they had enough money saved up. Around the time I was two years old, they had saved up about $30k, which was a decent amount of money in the 80s for a low-income family.
They had also purchased our plane tickets to fly there to start finding a place to live. My father always had a lot of issues with his brother screwing him over, so he decided to send the money ahead of time to his brother-in-law instead, whom everybody in the family loved and trusted. Well, said brother-in-law disappeared the following day with the money, leaving behind his three-year-old daughter and his wife, without saying one word.
We always thought maybe he had been offed due to some weird debt to someone or something. My parents were forced to cancel their plans and continue living in the US. We didn't find out that he had left Argentina and moved to Spain with the money until two decades later. The jerk decided to start a new family with the money he took. I'm still not sure how my father managed to track him down.
57. That’s Cap
When I was young, my family had all our belongings taken while at the beach. Inside that stuff was my favorite cap, my only cap. I remember I loved that hat and wore it every day and everywhere. I was like six or seven and at that age, it held big-time sentimental value. This woman who was with us at the time started to antagonize me.
She made fun of how upset I was because my parents had lost more valuable things, like a digital camera. Which, as an adult I can understand. But as a kid trying to deal with this great injustice that not even my parents could make better, it was a big deal. This woman pushed and pushed until I yelled at her: " Go away, leave me alone”!
That was really out of character for me, but the woman reacted like a true Karen. She went to my mother and made up this whole story about how I had been rude and disrespectful. She claimed that I’d yelled at her and called her names. So, my mother punished me. That was, like, 20 years ago...no, I'm not holding a grudge.
58. Santa Must Have Misheard The Request…
I remember one Christmas Day, I was out with my mom shopping for last-minute presents. Then, as we get near the store, my mom just decides to tell me that her and my dad were getting a divorce. I was eight at the time. I sit there trying to hold back tears as she just walked in the store as if nothing had happened.
59. The Extra Long Drive Home
When I was 15, I went on a date with this guy. OK, OK. So maybe the "date" amounted to nothing more than making out in the backseat of his Chevy Tahoe. But anyways. He drove me home afterward. We got within a half mile of my house, as in I could SEE IT in the distance, and then things changed drastically. All of a sudden, he says "Oh, look at the time, I don't want to miss my curfew. Is it OK if I take you back into town? Can you get a ride home?"
I was so dumbfounded that I just nodded, and I don't think we talked for the rest of the ride. When we got back into town, he gave me two quarters for the pay phone and dropped me off. I went into a bar and called my dad to come pick me up.
60. Did You Do Your Homework?
I got in trouble in sixth grade for reading during homeroom. Homeroom was like a random 30-minute period to work on homework but since I always did my homework the night before, I would just quietly read. For some reason, my homeroom teacher hated that—and one day, she snapped.
She just yelled at me for always reading in her class and told me to do my homework. I told her that all of my homework was done. She told me to prove it, so I showed her all of my completed homework. Then, she confiscated my book and sent me to the principal’s office for being disrespectful. I’m still salty about it.
61. Relatively Entitled
My aunt racked up about 60 grand in credit card debt and can't declare bankruptcy because my uncle would lose his job over that. The jerk move: She called my grandmother "ignorant and uneducated" for not changing her will to cover my aunt's reckless debt. First off, you shouldn't be waiting for someone to kick the bucket to fix your mistakes! And the reason my grandmother doesn't have an education is because she spent her teen years at AUSCHWITZ.
62. A Loss In Louisiana
My best friend comes from a difficult living situation and moved out when he was 18. Horrible stepfather, apathetic mother, absent father, etc. The one plus of the situation was a wealthy uncle who he has always been close with. In high school, they made a deal that if he stuck it out and graduated with decent grades, he would pay for college.
So, he stuck it out: He put up with his stepfather's physical mistreatment, his real father's emotional mistreatment, his mother's idiocy, and practically raised his two half-sisters and graduated sixth in his class. He applied to several schools and checked with his uncle to make sure the deal was still on. It was.
The summer after senior year, he moved out and lived with friends, and that August we moved to Baton Rouge to attend LSU. First week of school, it all falls apart. He is notified that some payment or other has not gone through. He talks to the financial office, and they've never received his tuition.
Then he calls his uncle to see what's up. Well, turns out the uncle didn't believe this kid could stick it out and thought he could just lie and fake his way through it longer than my friend could put up with his family life. Even after graduation, the uncle thought that my buddy wouldn't be able to find a way to LSU, as his parents wouldn't pay for travel costs.
He never did pay tuition, and my friend deferred enrolment is still working, saving, and hopes to go next year.
63. Daddy Dearest
I could fill up a book with stories about my petty dad, but I’ll leave you with just a few of the best ones. My high school required uniforms. This extended to PE class, but we had to wear one of two approved PE shirts and khaki shorts. I only had one PE shirt, and it had a hole in the armpit. As I walked past, my dad hooked his finger into the hole and yanked to rip it wider.
Then, he laughed at me when I said I had enough problems without him causing more for me. Another time, my dad took me fishing and told me to invite a buddy. Three hours in, we hadn't caught a single thing, but my buddy and I didn't say anything about it. My dad asked if we wanted to just go home. I said “yes”, and he reamed me out.
He called me a “mama's boy” and then dropped me off about two kilometers (a mile) from home so that I had to walk. He also told me the car had to be washed when he got back. My buddy backed me up when we got home. My mom did not. But the pettiest thing my dad’s done really teed me off. I came home from school and he randomly said, "Today, you're studying Spanish".
I told him I had other homework, but he didn't care. As soon as he left, I started doing my other homework. He came back and took away my book, grounded me, and made me study Spanish. My teacher didn't believe me when I told him that my dad wouldn't allow me to do my homework. I definitely don't blame the teacher—it made no sense.
64. Long, Very Lost, Relative
About 18 years ago, my cousin's now husband was in a relationship with a woman. Things were not going so well. She was a bit unstable and he decided to call it off. A few weeks later, he got a call from his ex to say she was three months pregnant with his baby and that she was going away so he could never see the baby.
He looked for her for some years after but never found her. Fast forward to a year or two ago, he is now happily married with 15- and 12-year-old daughters. He then gets a friend request on Facebook from a girl claiming to be his long-lost daughter. Naturally he is thrilled and they spend over a year chatting, sending letters, photos, and slowly getting to know each other.
His 15-year-old was particularly thrilled to have an older sister to share her problems with. Then came the day they were to finally meet up. It all began to go wrong then. Despite waiting the whole day she didn't show. They got a Facebook message later that evening apologizing and saying that she couldn't face meeting them just yet, it was too much for her so soon, so they were devastated but told her they understood.
Fast forward a few more months and they received a call out of the blue from the ex's new husband. He said he didn't know how to break it to them but the daughter they had been in touch with for over a year didn't exist. He had found Facebook messages and emails that his wife had been sending them under the guise of the daughter she had said she was pregnant with all those years ago.
Well, she never was pregnant then. All the pictures she had sent my cousin's husband were of her eldest daughter by her new husband.
65. Houseguest Nightmare
Many years ago, I allowed my brother-in-law to stay with us temporarily as he lost his job and his apartment and had nowhere else to go. He acts nice in the beginning. We go out of town for a few weeks, and he is eager to watch the house for us. We come back to a nightmare. He has changed all the locks. We knock and knock, and he refuses to answer.
Suddenly officers pull up and he had successfully evicted us from our own property. We had to rent another place for six weeks until we could go through court proceedings and get back in. When we did get back in, he had trashed the house. Poured milk and eggs on the carpets, put raw chicken inside the walls, taken all the plugs and fixtures, ceiling fans, etc.
We called the authorities again and were told it was a domestic issue and to take him to small claims court.
66. Beware The Momma Bear
When I was in fifth grade, I didn't put a book cover on my math book. It required cutting up a paper bag or something similar and I just never did it. So, my math teacher took away my math book, so I couldn't do homework or follow along in class. Like, what the heck, who does that to a kid? When my mom found out, she went down to the school.
She went on a rampage about how they were interfering with my right to an education, or something like that. The school district was terrified of her until I graduated.
67. A Date Disaster
I was packing up for a weekend trip with my friends to the beach when this guy texts me, asking if I could see him today. I told him that I was leaving town and could see him when I got back. But he was relentlessly asking to see me today. So, I agreed, and he picked a breakfast spot for us to meet at.
The entire time I'm driving (it took 30 minutes) to meet this guy, he is just blowing up my phone. Like four or five messages before I can even get in one. Not only that. He's calling me when I don't respond fast enough. I'm driving! So, I get to the restaurant and I tell him I'm there...and he tells me he's 10 minutes away.
I'm like, okay cool, and I sit in my car waiting on him. The entire time I'm waiting, he's being super vulgar and asking me about doing stuff with him in his car before breakfast. I flat out tell him I'm not comfortable with that. After waiting on him for 10 minutes after that, I tell him that I can't wait any longer for him.
He sends me this, word-for-word, "Oh, trust me you just got scammed your so stupid". In all honesty, if you can't even use the proper spelling of "you're" in a sentence, I don't think it would have worked out anyway.
68. It's Just Your Imagination
I just found out my mom "killed" me and my sister off. She took out my sister first, then she told her work that I caught something from my sister and also passed. She took donations for our funerals. I only found out because a few co-workers of hers reached out to me. I was confused at first.
My mom lost her job shortly after her co-workers talked to me. She hasn't told me she lost her job yet. She also got an eviction. She stopped paying ALL of her bills about a year ago. Of course, it all goes back to one thing. I found out she's been using. I can't believe I didn't see it before. Her life is falling apart.
69. Sic ‘Em!
I was a chubby kid, so when I was 12, I decided I would go for runs around the neighborhood. I went at dusk so people wouldn't stare at the fat kid so much. On the second or third run, some guy was walking his dog. He unleashed it and sent it after me for some giggles. He called it back just before it got to me. I stopped going for runs after that.
70. Karma Needs To Meet This Dad
I didn't witness it, but my ex's alcoholic dad out of the blue one day, when my ex and her mom were out of town, locked the younger daughter in the closet. He told her he didn't love any of them anymore, left to go get a moving truck, and packed everything in the house up and left. My ex and her mom returned home hours later to find an empty house and the other daughter still locked in the closet, sobbing.
The dad moved down to Florida to work under the table for his rich parents. Because he had no reported income but could afford a good lawyer, he wasn't required to make child support payments. He also had all the bills and the two mortgages on the house all put in the mother's name only, leaving her in bankruptcy as a single mother with no job experience.
Luckily, they made it through with the support of family and friends, but apparently it was very chaotic for several years.
71. The Good Deed, The Punishment
I met an unemployed guy who was poor and barely able to feed his family or pay the bills. So, I hire him to regularly do our lawn and pay him a higher-than-average fee to have the lawn mowed. We go out of town the week he usually mows, and I tell him to just mow it like usual and pre-paid him. I get back and the lawn hasn't been mowed. I just figured something came up, not a big deal.
I try to call him, and he doesn't answer. I called a few more times over the next couple days and got concerned for him, thinking something may have happened. I'm hoping there is something I can do to help him. The truth eventually came out. One day I go out to my shed, open it up, and everything is gone. I suspect him but know that there was no evidence he did it besides his suspicious behavior of avoiding me.
I call the authorities, file a report, and they pretty much say that I won't ever see any of the stuff again and that is that. Or so I thought. I am walking around Wal-Mart a few months later and I see him. His eyes widen, and he literally turns and quickly walks the other way. It was at that moment I knew for sure.
72. Double Scoop Dismay
We were almost out of ice cream, and I made myself the last bowl. I went into the living room to eat it and my dad took it and ate it all because I hadn’t offered him any. I was about eight. I’m 41 and I still hide while eating bowls of ice cream.
73. Mom’s Un-PC Move
I was very poor as a teenager. Poor as in counting pennies for the bus, living on $30 in groceries a week, and having to rely on the food bank. I was going to school full-time, working full-time, and trying to save money for a computer. Even though I only earned $3.65/hour, I still helped with the bills nearly every month and rode the city bus two hours a day for my school commutes. We barely eked out a living.
Back then a new PC cost $2,000 minimum. I was trying to save for a used computer, so I needed about $800-$1,000. I wanted it because I was changing my major to computer science and really needed that PC to get more experience. After a few months I had gotten up to $320 saved. I kept it in a box and counted it up sometimes after looking at the computer catalogs (no internet back then).
Well, my mother had seen the money, so several weeks later she got angry at me because I was cooking too much (I had to eat, I was a teenager) so she took the money and rented a motel room for five days. She said she had to "get away to think". I was absolutely crushed. I didn't get that PC until about six years later.
74. An Unfortunate Engagement
I was engaged to a woman who I really loved and would do anything for. I took a job I didn't like to support her while she got an advanced degree, paid the entirety of our "too-nice-for-my-salary" apartment in a place neither of us had lived before and took care of her pet while she was away on a several-months-long trip for school.
She gets back from this trip, and after two days of her being awkward, I come to find out that she hooked up with one guy on the trip, and then carried on a month-long relationship with another. All while wearing the engagement ring that belonged to my late mother and taking my calls while he was in bed with her.
The night that it all fell apart, we slept together once more, the first time since she was back. I got a VD. Two days later, pretty crushed and broken, I had to go be in my cousin's wedding party and walk a girl with her same name down the aisle. I also hid the fact that we had broken up from everyone so as not to take any of the attention off my cousin. This meant having to cheerfully answer lots of questions about my own upcoming wedding.
75. Thirsty
My dad used to ask me for a sip of my drink and guzzle down half or more of it in a go. I was a dumb little moron, so I kept falling for it and he'd keep laughing. Today, I can share anything except my drinks. It doesn't matter what it is, I won't let anyone have a sip…Except for my wife because I love her and trust her.
76. Where Credit Is Due
My boyfriend's sister used to be a loan officer at a credit union. She secretly took a loan of $5,000 under her parent’s name and never paid back. A couple of months ago, we found out that she also took a $30,000 loan under my boyfriend's name. I guess she figured that she wasn't making enough money to pay the loan and stopped making payments.
She quit her job and the credit union couldn’t contact her. They looked up my boyfriend’s location and sent him a letter regarding a $25,000 loan that he hasn't been making payments for. He realized that it was from his sister's former workplace and decided to contact her. She ignored him. He contacted the bank to see if he was primary or a co-signer. They told him he was the primary loaner.
His parents threaten her to contact them, or they were going to report to the authorities. She now is in the process of selling her house and paying the debt collections. My boyfriend decided not to report her, and his parents are paying half of the 25,000 to save her sorry butt.
77. The Unfair Eviction
A few years ago, as I was graduating high school, my dad got incredibly sick and ended up in a coma. While he was in the hospital, I still lived at home I was waiting to turn 18 to move out, but living with me was his new girlfriend he had moved in two weeks after my mom left. So, I am pretty upset because I thought my dad would be a goner at this point.
In the midst of that, his girlfriend is constantly calling me a liar and telling me she will throw my stuff on the lawn because she doesn't want me there. Now during this time, I was working full-time at car dealership and wasn't dating anyone. But I later found out that once my dad finally recovered, his girlfriend, now wife, told him I was bringing different men home every night and sleeping with them in his house, and that I didn't care enough to respect his house while he was gone.
I NEVER did that. I was almost never home because of work. So then because of what she told him, while he was in the hospital recovering, he took my house key from me, and told me I wasn't welcome there anymore.
78. The Convenience Fee
When I was about 18, I lived in China for a year and spent a good amount of time traveling and staying in hostels. One day, I slept in and was just barely going to make it to the station in time for my train. Bear in mind, this was a 40-hour train that only ran once a day, and I didn't have the money for a new ticket.
The taxi driver got to the end of the street that the station was on and turned to me. He said, "It's ten kuai to drop you off here. If you want me to take you to the station entrance, it's 50”. I ended up paying because I needed to make that train, but I was upset and furious. I have met some of the kindest, most selfless people in China. Yet, like anywhere in the world, there are some absolute jerks too.
79. Lost In Translation
I wasn't working hard in my English class at school and still got good grades. It annoyed my English teacher to no end. One day, I was called to the principal's office and my teacher was there to complain about me. He said that I would never be good at English and that I should be downgraded to easier classes because I would end up failing.
The principal asked me what grade I got, and I told the truth—I had 89% at the time. I ended up staying where I was, with the same teacher. Today, I can say I’m not bad at English even though it’s my second language.
80. The Pretender
My father-in-law waited until both of my parents died to become a total piece of garbage—and he’s seriously infuriating. Now, he talks badly about me to people but smiles in my face. The only reason I know about it is because my niece and nephew pulled me to the side and told me about it. I hope and pray, for my sake, that he never needs to move in with us when he gets older, because that ain't happening.
Is that petty of me?
81. A Fresh Fade
I used to get haircuts at the army barber shop when I was younger. I went every two weeks. One time, I was tended to by a barber I never had before. I told him how I wanted my cut: low, faded, and a part on the left side of my head. The barber put the part near the middle of my head, so I told him that wasn't how I wanted it.
He told me verbatim, "That's too bad". I still had to pay him for my haircut, too. I never got a part in my head again, 23 years and counting.
82. Teacher Tantrum
A math teacher handed back our tests in class. They were graded and marked and all that. She was going over some of the questions that most people, myself included, got wrong. I was writing down some notes on my test so I could reference it later and remind myself why I got things wrong and what I was supposed to do instead. My teacher’s reaction was bloodcurdling.
She ripped my test away from me and started screaming at me that cheating is absolutely not allowed and that I should be ashamed of myself. Confused and in shock, I started choking up and tried to explain that I was just trying to take notes. It was one of the most humiliating incidents in my childhood, and I still don’t understand why it happened.
83. Nitpicking In The Newsroom
I was working in the newsroom of a newspaper and one of my duties was to take official reports and input them into the system so they could get printed in the paper. The paper’s official style rules said to use abbreviations like “VCR”, “CD player”, “TV”, etc. Some petty, power-tripping jerk browbeat and scolded me.
He said that I absolutely had to type “videocassette recorder”, “compact disc player”, “television”, etc. When the editor asked why I had done that, I said, “That guy told me I had to do it that way”. I assume the dude got in trouble afterward, but I didn’t really care. It serves him right for being so petty and uptight.
84. Solve The Equation
In high school, I was easily the best student in my class, especially when it came to math, physics, chemistry and the like. I was one of the fortunate ones to whom that stuff came very easily. However, I was pretty shy and didn't really participate in class, I just aced every test. My classmates obviously knew I was great at these subjects, so they'd often come to me for help instead of going to the teacher.
Most teachers didn’t really care, but there was one lady who did. It's been a while so I can't remember her name, but she taught geometry. One day, she came in determined to expose me, apparently. She drew a very convoluted problem on the board and gave us five minutes to solve for some angle. It was the kind of problem that would take me 20 minutes, at the very least.
The rest of the class would probably find it impossible to get through. Yet, as soon as the five minutes were up, the teacher ordered me to get up to the board and solve the problem for the class. I asked for a little more time, but she insisted I got up so we could "do it together". I didn't really have a choice, so I stood up and walked toward the board.
I suffered silently for a few moments, trying to think of how to approach the problem, until she finally relented and gave me pointers on how to solve it. After I did, she sent me back to my seat and told the class that if people had any questions, they should be going to her. I obviously got super angry and was on the verge of tears for the rest of the class.
I got her back later that same month, though: she had parked her car in a bit of a hidden space, so I peed on her door handle. I guess that’s even pettier than what she did to me but screw her.
85. The Intern
During my first internship, I was on a team that did something with real estate and corporate finance side. My dad got me the internship and basically forced me to take it. I was 20, had never taken a finance course or high-level business course, and had never had a white-collar job before. And I was going into an office at a competitive place where everyone on my team was over 10 years older than me.
I was 100% not ready for it, and not interested in going into that field. I probably wouldn't have even gotten the job if my boss was a nice guy. But he wasn't. The dude was, like, 40 years old and did NOT like me. Any attempt at small talk was denied aggressively, and all questions were answered dismissively. Everyone else was really nice to me, though.
I was very "proficient" at Word and Excel but had never used Outlook, so he bullied me constantly for that. He would give me extremely vague instructions and absolutely no guidance, and he forced me to schedule meetings to ask questions. So, learning how to do stuff took forever. I would ask a question, get an answer, figure out how to utilize that answer, and then naturally have another question, but then wait all day for him to be free.
Keep in mind, he was the head of a program that hadn't officially started yet, so his schedule wasn't exactly busy. I once caught him puffing on a Black and Mild while eating a burger on top of the parking garage during one of his "client meetings”. He would give me nothing to do most of the time, and then rip on me for not doing anything.
I would literally go around the cubicles asking for something to help with, do all of my co-workers’ grunt work, and then have four hours between getting that done and my meeting with my boss to ask questions. And he'd come rip on me for not doing anything or "trying" during those four hours. Sometimes, he'd sit at his desk till 7pm, just chilling on his iPhone.
I'd have to sit there staring at a blank screen because he'd stare at me if I took my phone out. During our 360-review process, my coworkers gave me an average score of 3.0 on a 0-4 scale. He gave me an average of 0.75. But it got worse. Later on in the internship, I was a team leader for a charity drive. Out of ten groups, my team was in second place.
I thought I was doing a really good job. The team that was beating us had significantly more members than us. They were also thousands of dollars ahead on the last day, so I figured, "Hey, whatever, we had a good run". Nope. I went in on the last day of the charity drive and that jerk had a janitor’s cart loaded with trays of breakfast tacos.
I tried to plead with him that it wouldn’t make the difference. I even offered to pay him back for the tacos if he’d change his mind. Nope. He made me go office to office, team to team selling tacos. It was my first interaction with 99% of the people I sold tacos to. They laughed at me. I've been a dishwasher. I've been a busboy. I was a pledge and got the snot hazed out of me. But I have never, ever felt so degraded in my life.
I probably would've quit if that wasn't a week or two from the end of the internship. On my last day, I spoke with everyone. Most of my coworkers said something along the lines of "we'll miss you, sorry your boss was a jerk".
And my boss basically ripped me apart. He told me that I should change majors and that this wasn't the right job for me. He said a ton of really hurtful stuff with little to no constructive aspects. At the end of it all, he said something along the lines of "well we'll miss you and I hope you learned a lot". But I’d had enough.
You’ll remember that I got the job through connections. My dad worked for the company and was very close with the head of our entire division. I'm not normally one to play the "do you know who my dad is" card I because 99% of the time, it’s incredibly cheap, insecure, cringy, and unwarranted. I believe it was warranted here.
Nobody at the internship knew who my dad was and that was by design—I’d wanted to be treated without bias so I knew who I could trust and where I stood. I responded, with tears in my eyes, "Yeah, I had a great time. I can't wait to tell my dad about it". My boss asked, "Who’s your dad”? I tried not to sound to smug as I said, "Oh, he did such and such really important thing for the company for a while, but he's retired now. He's really good friends with your boss's boss's boss".
The dude went white in the face. He said, "Oh, I almost forgot your present". He went to his desk and got an extra company water bottle that he’d definitely just had sitting there. It was a complete change in his demeanor. All of a sudden, it was all smiles and chit-chat and "Well, if you ever come back, you'll always have a place to stay". But the story didn’t end there.
He ended up dying in a car accident five days later. Due to the optics, I couldn't really say anything to the company about how much of an absolute jerk and lazy employee he was. So, in the end, he got the last word. That really frustrated me.
86. Prove It
I had a creative writing teacher in high school who, for whatever reason, hated me. One time, she accused me of plagiarizing a paper on the grounds that I had used words she didn't think a high school girl would know. Being poor, I always had to handwrite my papers and bring them to school to type because we didn't have a computer.
So, I showed her my handwritten copy. End of story, right? Nope. She “just knew” I plagiarized it. There was no proof, but she wasn’t budging. I said, "This is bull". Her reply was seriously disturbing. She told me "It really shows that you don't have a mother". I'd had enough, so I got up and left. She followed me out and started attacking the way I looked and dressed.
I went to the principal’s office in tears. He was a friend of my dad’s and had known me since I was a kid. He knew I didn't cry easily. The teacher’s story was that I was swearing at her, and she kicked me out of class. I went home and a friend stopped by and told me that the teacher had been talking badly about me during a play practice—and she had an ace up her sleeve.
My friend had recorded it. My dad finally got me to tell him what all had happened, and I don't think I've ever seen him so furious. He called the principal and set up a meeting with the principal and the teacher. We went to the meeting. The teacher came in denying everything and my dad just told her to shut up. He played the video for her and the principal.
Afterward, my dad told her that they had established that she was a liar. I ended up finishing out the year with the principal teaching the class for me. Now, as a grown woman, I just can't imagine letting a teenage girl get under my skin to the point that I'd keep thinking about her long after she was out of my sight.
87. Wakey, Wakey!
My dad was sleeping and, apparently, I made a noise when I went to take something from his room. So, his sleep got disturbed and he couldn't get back to sleep after that. The next morning, he came and poured a whole bottle of water on my face when I was sleeping. I still don't know what the heck he was thinking when he did that.
Maybe he was trying to get revenge or whatever, but that was such a petty and screwed-up thing for a grown adult to do to a kid.
88. Mr. Misery
When I was in the seventh grade, I had a teacher who hated me. He always picked on me because I was a little slower than the rest of the class at getting math equations. He sent me to an after-school remedial class, which was for children with special educational needs. He did this even though I never had special needs.
I was just a very literal thinker who used to question why certain things had to be done in a certain way. I was once late handing in my homework project by 10 minutes because the teacher wasn't there at the time. I was on time, but he was late, and he gave me three months of detention. Every lunchtime, I had to write lines and if I didn't finish before lunch was over, I didn't eat.
I told my mum, obviously. She pretty much said to just deal with it because we were emigrating to the UK later that school year. She was kind of right. I never finished my detention because we left the country, so screw that prick.
89. Tasty
I was a vegetarian at the time. I was at work and my boss got everyone egg rolls. She told me she had confirmed that they were meat-free and asked if I would like one. Then, after I ate half of the egg roll, she let loose. She told me with the most angelic voice and trash-eating grin: "Oopsie, you just ate the one with chicken in it".
That was 14 years ago and it still makes me furious.
90. The Cookie Monster
When I was in kindergarten, my dad packed a lunch for me. My school was very into “healthy eating” and “healthy snacks”. I was always very good with eating those foods but sometimes a kid just needs a cookie, specially packed into their lunch as a surprise from Dad. Now, my teacher saw I had a cookie in my lunch box, grabbed it from me and said, “WE DONT EAT COOKIES IN THIS CLASSROOM”!
The teacher then proceeded to EAT the cookie RIGHT in front of my little face. It scarred me for years. My dad set up an appointment with the principal. While we were there, he called the principal and the teacher un-American for not allowing him to put in his child’s lunch box the things he thinks she should be able to eat.
91. Frosty’s Revenge
12 years ago, when I was in tenth grade, my sister built a giant snowman after an unusually heavy Pennsylvanian snow. She was eight at the time and she’d spent all day on this thing. It was actually pretty impressive. The town I'm from is a borough and it only has something like 7,000 people who live there, meaning high school classes were small and relatively tight-knit.
There was one particular kid—who I'll call Scotty—who drove me up the wall. He never did anything to me personally, but he just had a massively annoying way about him. To make matters worse, it seemed as if I had way too many classes with him to be statistically possible. One of Scotty's irritating behaviors is that he drove a loud, redneck-ish, John Deere green truck.
It was obnoxious and—important to the story later—had a huge brush guard on the front of it. Well, on the evening after my sister built her snowy sentinel, I heard the sound of Scotty's truck making its way down the street from inside our living room. Then, I heard the "pfft" of someone running over a snowman and laughing.
Unfortunately for my sister, she had built it close to the road and too easily within the range of this semi-guided jerk. She was rather upset to see her day's work splattered all over the street...Something needed to be done about this. So, the next morning, I woke up early and began building another snowman. It was glorious.
I made the classic, three-section, scarf-wearing, sticks-for-arms-and-vegetables-for-a-face snowman. However, this new snowman's cheery countenance betrayed a grim and dark secret. Frosty was built on top of a fire hydrant at the corner of our yard where there was no curb. For a good two days, I dreamt of Scotty wrapping his stupid truck around my masterpiece out in the yard.
But no dice. I didn't see him at all anywhere around town, so I thought I was out of luck. Then, on the evening of the fourth day, I heard it. My family was eating dinner and I heard the low grumble of fate's motors kicking from gear to gear. I thought to myself, “Will they find themselves abruptly halted in about 10 seconds? It all depends on you, Scotty boy”.
So, I started chewing my food really fast because, knowing the idiot, I knew what was going to happen next. The final acceleration sounded off like a chaotic crescendo as he plowed straight into—not through—the snowman with the deafening crunch of twisting metal. My family ran outside, and it took everything I had to not laugh before I got out there.
There stood Scotty, dazed and bewildered and caught off guard by a battle that he’d lost before he realized it had begun. Payback never tasted so sweet.
92. For The Love Of Shrimp
I was the petty adult in this one. Last week, I was at this fancy lunch to celebrate my parents' anniversary. There was a lot of food and stuff, but because of problems with assigned seats, I ended up next to a seven-year-old spoiled kid that I can't stand. So, the little brat was being annoying during the whole meal, but I kept calm.
Now, for the important part. You have to know that I LOVE shrimp, but since it was a big lunch with a lot of appetizers, every dish had just a few things in it. I had been there since 12am and it was now 5pm. The shrimp arrived and, God, what a beautiful vision it was for my eyes. I could already taste all that goodness.
But wait! There was only one shrimp per person. Well, no big deal, each person eats their own shrimp, and I was saving mine for last since there was other stuff on the plate. As I started eating, the little brat said: "I WANT MORE SHRIMP". Everyone else said, "Well, Little Brat, there was only one per plate, and you ate yours".
You know what was about to happen. Yes, Little Brat looked at me like the solution was obvious all along: "HE STILL HAS ONE”! My brain took a few seconds to realize what was happening. Everyone was staring at me, and everyone expected me to do what everyone else would have done. I thought to myself, “No way, kid. You sat at the wrong freaking table. I waited almost six hours for this shrimp. You're not getting any more of it, especially since you ate yours already”.
So, I opened the shrimp with my utensils, carefully cleaned it, then took my fork and slowly raising the ready-to-be-eaten shrimp in the air. Then, without saying a word, I looked Little Brat right in the eyes and ate the whole thing in one smooth motion, slowly chewing it in his face. Nobody said a word, not even him.
It was probably the first time he couldn't get something by crying or because he was a kid. Everyone silently resumed eating. Even though they didn't say anything, I am pretty sure they were quite mad at me. But, in my defense: sometimes adults are petty for a reason.
93. One Man’s Truth Is Another Man’s Treason
I did a chore that my father had asked me to do. My mom got home and commented on how nicely the chore was done. My father took credit for it in front of me, so I fired back and said that I was the one who had done it. He then yelled at me and called me a traitor.
94. Leave It Well Enough Alone
For the past few months, I've suspected that my upstairs neighbor has been taking some of my mail. I buy a lot of things online like books and craft supplies and every now and then there's been small things that were meant to arrive on a certain day that never did. One day, I caught her wandering around my front door. When I asked her what she was doing she said "Oh, I was looking for something I think I dropped into your yard”.
I got surveillance cameras installed a while ago, which were not noticeable to my neighbors. The camera that's pointed at my front door isn't visible from the driveway. So here comes the trap. I purchased a few postage boxes to set up for her. The first one was a glitter bomb. I set up the box to make sure she would get glitter to the face as soon as she opened it.
I packed it to make it look like a postage parcel, then sat it at my front door. 20 minutes later I saw her walking to my front door. She looked around then picked up the box and walked away. My only regret is that I didn't get to see her reaction when she got a face full of glitter. I haven't noticed any other mail going missing after that, but she will regret it if she does it again.
95. Angling For An Invite
My mother-in-law threw a pie through my window on Thanksgiving because I would not let her in my house. She had attempted to ruin our wedding not one month prior to this and I was not dealing with her nonsense. We told her to leave and she threw a pie through my window, shattered it, and my dog cut her paw on the glass.
She wasn't invited to our house because she's Satan incarnate and for some reason she was shocked that we wouldn't let her in because she's “family.” We needed a $4200 window replacement since ours is an old 60s home with giant custom windows. And she wonders why we are not in contact.
96. Family Fakery
My sister was a compulsive liar, among many other things. Growing up, kids would stop by our house to see our new puppies—we didn't have any. When my friend had a baby, my sister took photos and told people at school it was hers. She told people we don't speak because she needed a kidney transplant, and I refused to offer her mine—she didn’t need one.
She also told my mom she had won the “Best Undercover Cop of the Year” award and got a trophy. She sent my mom a photo, which my mom posted on Facebook. It was the World Cup Trophy! The list goes on. But I'll never look at her the same after her latest lie. She worked for a company and left after telling them that she had an incurable disease. She told them the doctors had ordered her to be on bed rest.
Then, she let fellow employees at another company throw a party for her because they FOUND a cure for this incurable disease.
97. Sharing Isn’t Caring
Okay, so, this happened a few years ago but I remember it like it was yesterday and to be honest, still can't understand what my sister was thinking. A little backstory: My sister and I had to share EVERYTHING as kids. Not to mention I was forced to be her and our younger brother's "second mother", but that’s a story for another time. For some of my childhood, I was happy to share things with my sister.
Sweets, snacks, toys—the normal kid things. There are four years between us, I'm the oldest and as you can probably guess, when I reached my teen years I wanted my own things and to spend time alone. Nope. She wanted me to do everything with her. I could barely spend ten minutes in the bathroom before she would start banging on the door.
Unfortunately, when I was around 15, my siblings and I were taken into foster care. We were separated from our brother which was difficult for both of us and for a while I didn't mind my sister wanting to spend all her time with me. Shortly after my 16th birthday I wanted to have my own space and things that are, well, mine.
She would argue with me over not sharing MY stuff and of course, typical sibling fights and yelling happened almost every other day. We sort of grew out of our sibling squabbles over the years but she kinda developed a "the-world-owes-me" attitude which drove me crazy. I did my best to hold in my frustrations but I'm human and sometimes…I kinda snapped.
A couple of years after my daughter was born, my sister and I weren't really talking much because of her selfish attitude towards me spending most of my time and income on my daughter. During one of the times we were on good terms, she was over for the weekend and everything was okay. Until a conversation lead to her telling me she was going to take my daughter for a week because she wanted to spend time with her because it was "her turn."
I said, "Not gonna happen. She is MY daughter, not a doll or pet we share”. She gets mad and starts yelling. I told her to leave and she argues how "she had parental rights" and "social services will force me to allow her to take my daughter whenever she wants". I laughed, told her to get out and don't come back. Honestly, I don't know if she seriously thought that it was her right to have my daughter.
98. If You Can’t Take The Heat…
While my brother Kyle and his friend Josh were surfing, Josh’s girlfriend Luna and I were sunbathing on the beach. It was hot and about a hundred degrees, so we were in bikinis. We were talking about the usual stuff when I noticed some teenager, who looked like he was 15 or 16, watching us. Luna and I ignored him, but only until he started getting closer and closer to us.
Luna is short, but she's incredibly muscular from working out hours every day, so she seems intimidating to a lot of people. Anyway, when the guy was too close for comfort (arm's distance away from Luna and me), I asked if there was something he wanted from us, because he'd been watching us for at least 15 minutes. The guy never looked at my face, just my chest.
Yeah, I was in a bikini, but I was covered. The guy's mom (our Karen) came over to Luna and me at this point, then asked if we could cover up. Luna looked at Karen with a “Really”? expression, and Karen had that entitled face. "It's only fair. You're distracting my son, and I'm afraid you'll seduce him with your bimbo wear". Luna and I looked to each other and burst out laughing.
I know it was kind of rude, but when would you hear “Cover up”! at the beach during a heatwave? Kyle and Josh came back to us, and Josh asked if everything was OK. Karen pitched a fit that Luna and I were seductive and flashing her son. "Only in your son's dreams, lady. We were not flashing your son." Karen looked like she was going to smack Luna, so Josh stepped between them to keep them apart.
Kyle saw a patrolling cop on the boardwalk and waved him down. The officer had red hair, like my brother and me. He waved to Kyle and me, then came over and asked if everything was alright, and if there was a problem. Karen looked smug. "These harlots were trying to seduce my baby boy! Arrest them for exposing themselves to a minor!" The officer just looked from Kyle and me back to Karen.
What he said next was epic. "Lady, my cousin is not a harlot, your son isn't a baby, and if you had any brains at all, you'd teach your son to respect women and not see them as 'scantily clad objects' during a heatwave. By the way, do you see the ocean? We're at a beach. My cousin can wear anything she likes." Karen's jaw dropped, then she grabbed her son's arm and pulled him away while Kyle and me, Josh and Luna were just grinning.
I didn't just soak up the sun, I basked in the awesomeness of my officer cousin!
99. Worst Gift Ever
I was the first person in our family to go to college and they were so proud of me. My mother gave me a credit card with my name on it and told me "as long as you are in college, we will pay this credit card every month, just be reasonable with it". Awesome! I was mostly reasonable with it, but I did buy some stupid stuff I "needed" at the time.
At the end of my stay at college, my mother came back and said "Now that you're done with college you need to start paying bills". What she handed me made my stomach drop. She gave me a credit card bill for over 20 grand. I gave her a perplexed look and said "What is this?" to which she cheerfully responded "Oh, you thought I was going to pay the whole bill? I only made minimum payments".
I was naturally angry, but thought about it for a second and said, "I thought this card was in your name and I was just a permitted user, like the emergency card you gave me in high school". Turns out, she forged my signature and applied for a credit card in my name so I could "build credit". The funny thing is, she wonders why I don't get along that well with her.
She actually thought she did me a great service, and still frequently does things like this. I truly believe that she has good intentions, but her implementations always end up as jerk moves.
100. The Name Game
My aunt was unpleasant or weird with everyone—but I got the worst of it. One day, I found out the ridiculous reason why. When I was about 14, she took me aside and said she'd held a grudge against me because of my name. She had wanted to call her first daughter that name, but my parents had a child first and used it—they had no idea she wanted the name and aren't the kind of people who would have done it on purpose.
My aunt said that she had tried really hard to get past it and had just about forgiven me for it. I just remember being baffled by it and then feeling sorry for her for being that spiteful. It was weird but, to be honest, it later paled in comparison with all the other crazy, horrible things she did to her own family.
101. Third Time’s The Charm
The day of my mom’s third wedding was the worst day of my life. I sat in my room alone crying because it was hard to accept. I didn’t want to upset my mom, so I made sure to remove myself. When my aunt came to check in on me and saw that I was crying, she went and told my mom. My mom went out of her way to stop hair and makeup so she could come into my room and yell at me.
She accused me of being selfish and trying to ruin her happy day, even though I had purposefully tried to not look upset in front of her in the first place. That wedding was rough to get through—but luckily, there was a happy ending. I’m grateful for it now because my mom’s husband ended up being great for her even though he had quite a rocky start with me.
My mom also finally went to therapy and was diagnosed properly and given the help she needs. I don’t live at home anymore but now we have a solid relationship, and she still regularly apologizes for the things she did while I was growing up. While I still have some childhood baggage, I’ve built a very happy life for myself and will definitely use what I learned from my childhood to be a better mom to my kids, if I ever have any.
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