There are few sights as entertaining as a no-holds-barred public temper tantrum. Whether it's an entitled jerk who's out of touch with reality or a mild-mannered person who's been pushed too far, sometimes, the rage just has to come out. Next time you lose your cool, just remember: you don't want to end up like these nutjobs.
1. The Customer Isn’t Always Right
Watched an entitled angry man abuse and belittle his server to the point of tears. Then he hitched up his belt and looked pleased with himself as he swaggered off the restaurant deck, tripped on the stairs, and face planted in the sand on the beach (This was a vacation in Florida). My wife looked mortified as I laughed right out loud at the guy.
He got up, saw everyone staring and at least one person openly laughing, and quickstepped off down the beach.
2. Blastoff
Neil Armstrong's nephew or grandson or whatever was attending Space Camp the same week I was. There were many rumors of him being a little brat. It was confirmed true that almost every day he was at risk of getting kicked out. The last day of camp Neil actually spoke to a huge crowd of space nerds. Minutes before the speech, that little brat got kicked out, publicly, in front of mostly everyone at the camp. Neil must have been so embarrassed.
3. Winning the Respect of the Bystanders
I watched a guy try to take a girl's purse. He sprinted past her, grabbed onto the strap, and tried to yank it off her arm. She was a lot stronger than he'd anticipated, because she pulled the bag back, and sent him sprawling onto the sidewalk. She then kicked the absolute bejesus out of him, screaming at him the whole time.
As this took place in Montreal, people just watched her beat him up, and clapped politely when she was done. She curtseyed to the crowd, spat on him, and walked off.
4. Ain’t Gonna Happen, Bud
I'm an ICU nurse, the last two nights I've been taking care of a large strong man going through withdrawals. It involves four-point restraints. This morning I was trying to put elbow pads on him and he swung at me, but of course, the restraints prevented this. He was furious as I just stood there and slow blinked at him.
5. Eating in Bed
When my cousin was my roommate, her trashy, sad, gross redneck boyfriend would come over and use all of my pots and pans, then leave them for me to clean up after him. One night I got so furious that I dumped the entire sink full of their mess onto her bed and covered it with a blanket. Never again am I putting up with that.
6. The Worst Kind of Karma
My brother was in middle school, and he biked there every day. One day during a really bad fight, I totally lost my cool and told him that I hoped he got run over. I couldn't have known his dark fate. He was hit by a car that very morning and had to be revived 12 times that day. Nobody expected him to live. I've never gotten over what I said.
7. No Regrets
My Dad was in the hospital after having a stroke, I was 14 at the time and still in school. This absolute little garbage kid kept going on about how my dad was going to die, that he deserved it, etc. I put up with it all morning, but at lunch he cornered me. Normally I took all the beatings, but not that day. I finally lost it.
I don't remember what happened, but apparently it took 3 adults to pull my 14-year-old, 100 lbs self off him. I regret nothing. He didn't mess with me after that.
8. Better You Than Me
My cousin parked her car on the street near my house. My neighbor came out and screamed about how that was her spot. My cousin simply moved her car rather than argue. A few hours later, one of the children who live on our street ran into my neighbor’s car in that exact spot.
9. Last Call
The bride got so drunk at this wedding that the bar stopped serving drinks before midnight in an effort to cut her off. The groom was also drunk. People started leaving at midnight, and the bride got mad and yelled about how they were all "ruining" her wedding because she wanted to dance and drink more, but they all wanted to leave.
I was their designated driver to get them to their hotel. The entire drive there, they fought. She berated him; he cried. That was a long 20-minute drive. I could have scrubbed vomit out with cleaners, but the awkwardness has stained that car forever.
10. The Higher They Fall
Drunk guy at the bar started yelling at the bartender for cutting him off. Called her names multiple times and then tried to scoot his bar stool back. Instead, it caught on the carpet and he fell backward like a tree falling. It made a very audible thud and of course, everyone stops what they're doing to look. He laid there for a minute, got up and stumbled to the door as everyone continued to stare at him.
Definitely never saw that guy there again. Hard to come back from that.
11. Matter of Manners
I was in court for a directions hearing. The judge was already in a bad mood and asked why we were here for such a pointless litigation. The barrister starts to make our case when I hear, "EXCUSE ME, WHY WERE YOU SO RUUUUUUDE TO ME?" We had told our client NOT to come and yet here she was in court. Evidently, she'd heard how stupid the judge thought her case was and she was not happy.
She berated the judge for about 3 minutes while my co-counsel and I desperately tried to shut her up. The case did not go very well to my client's surprise and fury.
12. The Road Less Traveled
My cousin’s daughter used to smash and break things as a way of "punishing" her parents when she didn't get her way. She got a brand new car when she was 15 years old, despite not even being able to learn to drive until you're 17 where we live. She got it just because she wanted it. She then took "spoiled" to the complete next level.
She decided that she wanted to take the car for a road trip with her friends, and she told her dad she would accuse him of molesting her if he didn't pay for all the trip expenses.
13. Simple Solutions
Co-worker got her car, which she only had for six months, repossessed. She almost tore the bumper off and just beat the thing up like crazy. She thought she could just make partial car payments. She didn't want to pay 100% of all of her bills because she'd have very little money left to do fun things like get really drunk. She has to come up $1,100 in ten days to get it back and provide proof of insurance.
Well, not only does she not have $1,100, she also does not have insurance. In order to get insurance, she needs a valid driver's license, which she also does not have. She thinks she can just let the car go without any consequences and the dealer will just sell it and recoup their losses. And this week she has bed bugs!
She thinks she can just move downstairs because the bugs are upstairs.
14. My Money, My Spot
Stuck-up jerk in some giant land yacht of an SUV parks in a handicapped spot, does her shopping, then pushes her cart into the other handicapped spot. Went out to confront her, since she didn't have a handicapped tag or a permit, and she stares me down and then launches into this insane tirade about how she is so important and busy. It got so, so bad, I was speechless.
Then she says "the cripples" can walk an extra few feet because SHE contributes so much to THEIR welfare checks. She rolled up her window and managed to spin her tires backing out of the space. I just stood there, stunned.
15. Choo Ch-Oops
I know someone who bought a condo without realizing that it was very near train tracks. Entitled person was so outraged, they called a major rail freight company and asked them to stop running trains at night. Just for them. Spoiler: It didn't work. Seriously the most eye-rolly thing I've ever heard about in my life.
16. Get in Line
I had a lady yell at me a few times that I was standing in the line for business passengers only and that I needed to get into the correct line because I obviously couldn't afford business class with Emirates. People are so prejudicial and rude it blows my mind.
17. Bullet Dodging 101
I brought a girlfriend at the time to my parents for Christmas. We had been dating for roughly 7-8 months and my parents went and dropped some cash on gifts for her. She opened them and said: “It’s like you don’t even know me. I would never wear any of this. You can take them back and return them.” RIGHT in front of my parents.
I asked her to leave. She asked if I could give her a ride home since it was Christmas...I said no and to call a cab.
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18. Whoops
My dad divorced his first wife and promptly took his name off of all the credit cards. She proceeded to buy all kinds of stuff, thinking she'd stick him with the bill. She absolutely lost it when she heard she was the only one on the account.
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19. Good Riddance
An abusive ex once freaked out and me that he would leave me if I didn’t lose ten pounds in the two weeks before his friend’s wedding. He was blown away when I said “okay” and walked away.
20. No Thanks
I had a client freak out on us and harass us with phone calls every few minutes because we couldn't accommodate her insane needs. But guess what? We don't abide by "The customer is always right." We just refused her deposit and told her to not call us anymore. She was speechless, she was trying to get a discount and now she has to start the whole process elsewhere.
21. Family First
I coached gymnastics at a very highly competitive gym. One of my duties was to select and train the youngest talent for compulsory team training. Parents caught on to what I was doing when I pulled kids from classes and got all nail biting excited, but never confronted me if I didn't pursue a kid for higher training. Until the worst woman I've ever met had a huge meltdown.
She was a high-powered executive mom. Yelled at me in the lobby that I was blind, couldn't see Suzy's talent, her somersault (!) is better than all the other five-year-olds in class, we should be training her for free because did we know her soccer coach thinks she's a STAR? A STAR. I gave her a response that made her face turn white.
I told her competitive gymnastics is a family commitment, and while Suzy is great, her family is what didn't make the cut.
22. Mom-Zilla
At my sister’s wedding, the mother of the groom arrived late…wearing a bright red, skin-tight mini dress with stilettos. She then proceeded to try to get in front of the camera so as to block it from taking photos of the bride. During the vows, she coughed loudly and made groaning noises. The pastor apparently decided it would be prudent to not ask if anyone objected to the union.
After the ceremony, as we were getting ready to leave, she tried physically attacking my sister, but there were enough of us to get in her way. They are no longer together.
23. Don’t Mess With the Coupons
Working at a pizza shop, a troublesome customer tries to stack coupons that clearly state "One coupon per purchase." After being refused by everyone in the restaurant, including the owner, he goes on a tirade saying that the District Attorney is his cousin, and was threatening a lawsuit. As he was heading for the door, he said, "You can't afford to mess with me!"
I shouted after him, "You can't afford a large pizza!"
24. Busted
I was at a distant relative's wedding when I saw the most amazing mic drop of all time. When the pastor got to the part “or forever hold your peace,” the bride said, “Yes, I’d like to say something.” Then she turned around to her guests and declared, “I’d like to thank my maid of honor for sleeping with my fiancé last night.” With that, she threw her bouquet down and stormed off. The story even made it onto local radio at the time.
25. 365 Toys a Year
There is a family who has a young boy. His grandmother (who only speaks her native language) will buy the boy a large toy every time she goes shopping, which is at least once a day. And he expects her to; I've seen him throw a huge fit because she was in a hurry and forgot to buy him a toy. It always ends up with her going back and getting him a toy.
26. Silver Spoon
I don't even work at that nice of a restaurant, but last month I got chewed out over the phone because some lady left her baby's actual silver spoon on the table. We didn't know where it was, so obviously one of us had stolen it.
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27. Brand New Bag
I worked at a grocery store in uppity Gold Coast Chicago when I was a teen. We sold soup for lunch and when bagging them, we put it in a paper bag followed by a plastic bag to make sure it was secure. This one lady buys soup and I proceed to bag it. She then says, “No, I’ll just put it in my bag.” I asked if she was sure. Mind you, she has a Louis Vuitton bag that looks brand spanking new.
She took it on its own anyway. 15 minutes later, she comes in raging that she has minestrone all over her Louis Vuitton and demands to speak to a manager.
28. Queen of the Cinemas
I work at a movie theatre, and my company has a paid loyalty program that allows special benefits at box office and concessions, like being able to skip the line using a special gold line. Because of the special "perks," some people like to think they're royalty when it comes to buying items. On busy days we normally take two loyalty guests for every regular guest.
They were usually OK—but I'll never forget that one, horrible woman. One day, I happened to be taking a guest and a woman in the loyalty line came up to the box office glass and started just slamming her hands against it. She felt as if the service was taking too long and she wanted to be served right then and there.
Mind you, I'm still taking a guest so I'm trying to focus on the people in front of me, while this idiot is literally trying to break the glass next to my face. Every other sentence out of her mouth is, "I pay for this, I shouldn't be treated like this." It's $15 a year lady, calm yourself. I seriously cannot believe some people in this world.
29. Small Business, Big Problems
I work at a small business. 20 employees +/-. My wealthy boss made a big speech about austerity measures and no raises this year. A week and a half later he drives up in a brand new Silverado with all the bells and whistles. Expensed to the business of course. He would hate to have to pay taxes on those profits. One of the less subtle members of the staff took a literal dump in front of his office door.
30. Park Your Bad Manners Somewhere Else
I work at a movie theater. One afternoon, I was selling tickets at the box office when an older lady came up and asked me a question about our app (it’s a Cinemark app). I, however, wasn’t sure about the answer and told her that. She proceeded to say, very rudely, “Isn’t is your job to know??? Are you stupid or something?” I was absolutely furious...but all I had to do was wait.
As soon as she was done, she turned around and noticed the mall cop was writing her a ticket for parking in a handicap spot when she did not have a handicap plate or placard. She took off running screaming, “Wait stop! That’s my car!” I couldn’t keep the huge grin off my face for the rest of the day.
31. Clocked on the Dock
I was waiting to put in at a boat ramp in Florida one day. It was a single ramp, the guy trying to take his boat out of the water was having a tough time backing his trailer down. His wife (I assume) and two kids were waiting on the dock. Some jerk waiting to get out of the water starts screaming at him and heckling him. The first guy finally gets his trailer down the ramp, meanwhile, raging jerk had docked his boat and started up the dock towards the poor boating newbie family guy screaming and yelling.
Then the raging jerk finally just loses it. He punches family guy and knocks him off the dock into the water. Two burly dudes who nobody was really paying attention to walk up, literally grab raging jerk as family guy was falling in the water, throw him on the dock and handcuff him, then flashed their FL DNR badges. They were undercover watching the boat ramp. There was applause and cheering from the folks waiting to put in and take out.
Family guy just wants to get out there and go home, so he declines to press charges. The DNR guys apparently thought "aw heck no," proceed to tear the guy's boat and car apart and ended charging him with a BUI and every single nitpicky thing they could find wrong his boat. It was a good day.
32. Love Is an Open Door
Groom got so drunk at the reception he passed out in the honeymoon suite by himself, but not before he latched the door so it couldn't be unlocked from the outside. Bit of a Freudian act, there. Seeing the bride kicking the door and hollering at the top of her lungs to be let in at 3 am was not encouraging. They divorced like two years later.
33. Did I Do That?
I was at a large hotel and there was a good size wedding reception in the bar area. After a couple of drinks, I decided to use the restroom. I went into a stall and a bouquet of flowers was shoved into the toilet. I turned around to see a few guys who looked to be groomsmen and nicely dressed guests. I said that someone had shoved a bouquet in the toilet.
One of the men proclaimed in a stereotypical gay accent, “Oh no he didn’t!” I then saw the group storm out. I went ahead and used another stall and washed up. When I returned to the bar area, my jaw dropped. There was a complete full-on brawl happening. People were beating the heck out of each other, throwing stuff, screaming.
It poured out to the parking area, and then the authorities showed up. Several people were detained and I saw the poor bride crying her eyes out. This was in the middle of Wisconsin. These people all looked very attractive, healthy, suburban, upper-middle-class families. It was very surprising as I saw them all celebrating together before. But clearly there were simmering tensions...
34. That’s the Wrong Tie
The Bride slapped her husband and left him at the altar because he was wearing a red tie instead of a bright pink flowery one that she wanted all the men to wear to fit in with her "pink princess wedding." She told him in a text that he had "ruined her special day." Only her nephew was actually wearing the tie, and he was one year old.
35. Blast That Past
Ex-girlfriend of the groom showed up at the wedding...uninvited and drunk. He broke up with her 10 years earlier and has not seen her in over 8 years. She was loud and saying very graphic things about what she wanted to do to the groom. The bride steps up, goes all out and punches the ex in the face...knocks the ex out cold.
The bride we know is a normally calm and peaceful person. A few of us carry the ex out of the reception and drop her at her apartment about 20 min away. Bride told my wife that "there is nothing that will ruin my wedding day."
36. It’s in the Description
I had a customer harassing me over a product he bought and wanted to return. There was no receipt, it was over the return date, and he claimed he paid for it in cash. He just kept getting madder and madder. I told him that the return policy was within 30 days and he had to have a receipt. He said, “You’re just paid to say that.” I replied, “As a matter of fact, I am paid to say that. That’s how jobs work.” I never saw his scamming face again.
37. Win Win for Us
I live in a small town and worked in a Fish and Chip shop—one of two in the town. We were a tourist town, and one of the main attractions was the award-winning fish and chips. People in the town believed we were in massive competition with the other shop, but we weren't. We had 25 plus staff and they had around seven, so we were serving thousands more customers than them.
So, on the rare occasion whenever a customer got angry, they would simply exclaim “Well I'm going to [insert competitor's name here] AND I WON'T BE BACK.” Like it was a big deal and would really hurt our feelings and business. We would simply tell them that we don't want them back, and they should enjoy the food from the other shop. But even better, the truth was that we owned both shops.
38. Not Everyone Loves Surprises
During his wedding speech, the groom excitedly announced that he'd bought their dream house...in a different state. He also announced that he had put in his notice at work, and they would be moving by the end of the month. The thing is, this was all new information to the bride as well as to all of the wedding guests.
I think he was going for a "grand romantic gesture" and expected to be hailed as "such a great guy," but the bride was absolutely livid that he'd made major life decisions for them both without even discussing it with her. They didn't last long after that.
39. Is This a Dagger Which I See Before Me?
When I was about 15 years old, I got into a fight with my friend over something stupid. I went home and was shaking with rage. It was a full-on meltdown. I was stomping up and down the hallway, breathing through my teeth as hard as I could. At one point, I went into the kitchen and got a knife. I then started talking to God, saying things like "PLEASE FORGIVE ME FOR WHATEVER I DO TO HIM!" I was even scared of myself.
40. Til Torn Do Us Part
When my mom and I had a huge fight, I did something unforgivable. I tore the one picture from her wedding day of her and my dad. They are divorced, and it happened when I was a baby. She still has feelings for him and she always says that he is her one true love. There is no other picture of her with him except one.
She was so hurt and was crying because I did that. I was a teenager then and out of anger I just did it to spite her. Later on, I saw she had taped the picture back and she still has it...which made me feel so guilty and felt so ashamed of my actions. So yeah, that was the worst thing ever.
41. I Guess That's One Way to Deal With Your Problems
I'm a divorce lawyer, and people do outrageous things when they're angry and splitting up. This one couple separated 10 years ago, but didn't officially divorce until a couple years ago. She was going to get his house, so he burnt it down then faxed her the transfer of ownership forms. He might be going to the slammer for arson, though, so joke's on him.
42. Not Cool, Dude
I was helping two guy friends fix a transmission. One of them thought it would be funny to grab my breasts with his hands, leaving big oily handprints on them. I was ticked and ran after him, but he wasn't taking it seriously, laughing as he skipped away. Suddenly I just saw red—and I couldn't control my next actions.
I picked up a huge wrench, and chucked it at him. I saw it fly end over end and then hit his head in slow motion, but he dropped in fast forward. I ran to get someone else; I knew he needed medical attention. He got four or five staples in his head. He should've gotten stitches, but was afraid of needles. He also has a crazy scar.
Funny thing is, he won't talk about it because he got "beat by a girl." Freaking ridiculous. The boys in the group stopped messing with me as much as they used to after that. But I could've seriously hurt him, or even ended his life. It was a bad move.
43. No Salad for You!
I worked at a restaurant, and we had a customer who got a salad and when she was finished, she placed one of her hairs in the bowl to try to get it refunded. She got the complimentary “I’m sorry” free bakery item. She did this every day. Finally, the manager just lost it. He sat down at her table one day and told her this was her last day eating in the cafe.
He said they would refuse her refund today and refuse her service in the future. She started to say something about the customer always being right and he just put up a hand to cut her off and said, “You cause us to lose money every day. You’re absolutely not our customer, you are a liability, and you are no longer welcome here.”
44. Change the Channel on Your Attitude
This one "cool" guy, let’s call him Davey, tormented our English teacher for no reason. She was very sweet and passionate about her job, but this guy was a JERK. The day that caused the breakdown, he took the remote for the TV. Her class was during the daily announcements, so the TV was always used. When she couldn't find the remote, she had to stand on her tip toes to press the right buttons.
When the TV turns off, the teacher goes to turn it on again. A minute later, it turns off again. She jokes, "Okay is someone playing a prank on me?" No one says anything. But Davey keeps going until she snaps and, being immature ninth graders, we all snicker. That's when she unloads about how she's having a tough time lately, ranting about her personal life.
But Davey doesn't care. He turns on the TV and starts channel surfing. The teacher lets out an animalistic yell and bursts into tears. She runs out for like 20 minutes until she comes back with this tough as nails teacher who literally pulls Davey out of his desk by his shirt collar. His feet dangle off of the ground, his whole arm shakes as he takes the remote out of his pocket and showed it. I loved every second of it.
45. Having a Blast
My wife dragged me to a wedding that I did not want to go to—but I'm forever grateful that she did, because I was able to witness one of the greatest spectacles of human drama that has ever taken place. This was like an episode of Jerry Springer mixed with something even angrier. Get this: the bride's secret lover objected in the middle of the ceremony.
"I'll be darned if I'm gonna keep my mouth shut and let you take my woman, you sorry piece of poop!" he yelled out. This deranged old redneck then proceeded to come at the groom with a loaded pistol, threatening to shoot him if he doesn't give her up. Every single person in attendance started screaming and running away. The authorities were called.
I grabbed my wife's hand and we retreated outside to watch the rest of the scene unfold from the church window.
46. Let It Go, Dude
My ex-husband went off the deep end when I left him three years ago, despite the fact that he was cheating on ME every step of the way. Anyway, I moved 1,000 miles away and began to restart my life. One day, about a month after leaving him, I checked my mail and saw that I had a huge, heavy envelope in the box. When I opened it, I was horrified.
It was photos of me doing allllll the activities of my daily life, but the photos were clearly taken from afar, and without my knowledge. Immediately, I contacted my attorney. It turns out, my ex, furious at me leaving, was hoping to catch me with someone else, because he wanted to try to sue me for abandonment. It was awful, and it took me a long time to feel safe and secure in my new home.
47. Race to the Finish
I have a story related to a divorce case. I once worked on bank equipment, and my favorite was opening safety deposit boxes for the bank. So one day, I was asked to get there before the bank opened, which was really odd. I show up and greet the bank employee—along with a lawyer and a very angry looking woman.
She is really impatient to get into the safety deposit box. I get the lock open and swing the door out, and she's screaming, "let me in there!," So I stepped outside and let her rush by. A few moment later, I hear a string of loud curse words: it was empty. Then she busts out and storms off, but while she passed she threw down a single piece of paper that had been in the vault.
It basically said, "Screw you, witch." It had been a nasty divorce, and the-ex husband got there before she did.
48. Brand Spanking New
It has always felt like my parents never wanted me. I was a surprise honeymoon baby, born nine months and a day after their wedding. I was regularly screamed at for anything I did until I just started hiding away. I was called "the practice child" my whole life. My younger siblings got way more love and attention. In my teens, they started taking in "strays."
If any neighborhood kids didn't want to go home at any point, they could just hang out at our house all the time. Effectively, my mother would take my friends away from me to be her friends instead. One such friend of hers was a kid who picked on me constantly from the time I was 11 years old. I guess they had that in common.
This guy had been kicked out of his dad's house and his mom's house when he was 20, so my parents ended up taking him in permanently. That ruined me. But I always wanted their approval, so I was always calm and agreeable; always desperately trying to figure out how to get them to love me. For this reason, I went along with it.
Years later, I'm married and have a son. This guy still lives with my parents. They continue to coddle and make excuses for him while criticizing me for whatever they feel like. One day, we're all at my parents’ house and my son is being a goofy two-year-old, which annoys the man-child living there. So, he gets furious, picks up my son by his ankle, and spanks him.
My parents claimed not to have seen it. We went home. I couldn't sleep that night because I was so upset. The next morning, I made sure the guy and my mom would be at home—although, why wouldn't he be there—and I went to confront them with my wife. I dumped everything I had been putting up with onto them for about an hour, including asking how my mom could allow this jerk to hit my son.
Their reaction was utterly disturbing. She maintained that it didn't happen, so I went through the roof. I ended up crying because of all the pent-up emotion, so my fantastic wife took over. She said we wouldn't ever be coming back if the guy still lived there, so he yelled that he would move out. He then stormed off after saying he didn't have to listen to this.
My parents convinced him not to move out shortly after we left. My mother expressed how disappointed she was that I didn't really come "to have a conversation", and only came to "dump" on them. That was her big takeaway from everything I had said. That I wasn't being "fair" to them. We went to counseling with them later. For months.
It validated everything I had felt, but they never stopped lying and being defensive. One counselor said we should be on Dr. Phil. The other counselor said my mom is "incapable of empathy." Both counselors called my parents delusional. But, of course, my parents didn't take any of it seriously. At one point, my dad asked me "Who does he think he is to judge us like that?" as if he had forgotten that THAT'S THEIR JOB!
I haven't spoken to them in almost a year now, and my life is so much better.
49. He Was a Smash With the Kids
Our eighth-grade math teacher was well known for his short temper, but this day turned into a horror story. There was a kid in my class, Justin, who never listened and never did his homework. One day, the teacher just had it. He grabbed Justin's desk (with him in it) and picked it up and slammed it back down on the ground a few times.
After that, he shoved the desk and Justin across the room. Justin was fine, thankfully. Math teacher just stormed out. Told my mom and I guess a few other parents called the school about it too. He was gone for a few weeks and had to take anger management classes. I just went by my old middle school a few weeks ago and he's the assistant principal now.
50. Serious Business
I still laugh about this one. The bride at a family wedding went ape and tried to kill me because I wore a funky suit and tie. If I remember correctly, it was a grey/forest green striped suit. She claimed it didn't go according to the dress code. I do not remember a dress code being addressed. She grabbed her soon-to-be husband's handgun from his glove box and fired four shots at me.
She was taken to the clinker because a bullet grazed my arm, and the wedding never happened because husband realized Bride was absolutely crazy. He bought me a new purple suit afterward and we became best buds. Miss Crazy is still in prison after she attempted to start my apartment ablaze. I now have restraining order and such, but all I can do is laugh at the situation.
51. This Could Get Messy
My eighth-grade teacher cussed a kid out for spilling his juice. "EVERY FREAKING DAY YOU DO THIS. CAN YOU PLEASE CLEAN UP MY FLOOR! MY FREAKING GOD! YOUR PARENTS DIDN'T TEACH YOU TO CLEAN UP AFTER YOURSELF?! WHAT THE HECK. STOP MAKING ME YOUR PERSONAL CLEANUP CREW!" That was followed by a thrown roll of paper towels and a bloody nose. When we found out the dark truth, we were shocked. Apparently, she found out her sister had passed on while under the knife that morning.
52. Sounds Nice and Rosey
My friend was getting married, and she tried to get me to pay for everything on her behalf as her wedding gift. Unfortunately, she was a complete jerk to me during the entire planning process. So after the final straw, I got sweet, sweet revenge. I canceled all the orders for practically everything. She ended up buying fake flowers and the ceremony was a train wreck. She got the Aisle 5 wedding she paid for and I got to save money on a dress.
53. Ultimate Mic Drop
I worked in a bar with an awful boss. He would always flirt with the young female bar staff and make us all uncomfortable, even though he was 50 years old. We all knew his wife and two young children, but about six months into me working there he began to “date” a 22-year-old customer. By date, I mean he used to go downstairs to his office and sleep with her.
All while he was on shift. No one was allowed to talk about it, but we all knew. He knocked her up quite quickly and ended up breaking up with his wife, but he still flirted with his staff relentlessly even when his new baby was born. He once told a male employee that he liked asking female bar staff to pick up things from low shelves so we would bend over and he could check out our butts.
He always broke health and safety rules if he could get out of doing a task he didn’t want to. He was prolific at asking bar staff to clean human waste—vomit/poop customers had done on the floor—even though anyone cleaning that stuff needed to have passed a certain health and safety qualification. I spoke to my assistant manager about this and she confirmed that only management can do it, and I should refuse next time.
One day he demanded I cleaned up vomit in the male toilets, and I refused, repeating what the assistant manager told me. My boss went absolutely mad—he wasn’t used to people standing up to him. He told me to come downstairs to his office to speak about it. At that moment I knew I wanted to quit, so I told him I won’t be going downstairs with him.
He asked me why, and I couldn't hold it in any longer. I replied: “The last girl who went down there with you ended up getting pregnant.” Lost my job instantly, but it was totally worth it.
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54. Right in the Family Jewels
My youngest daughter was getting picked on in elementary school by a boy who was two grades above her. He constantly taunted, pushed, and annoyed her. One day he pushed her from behind and she dropped her books. My sweet, shy daughter immediately turned around and full-on kicked him square in the nuts with all the force her soccer-playing leg could muster.
I was told he curled up and bawled for several minutes, while my daughter was sent to the principal’s office. She was smiling when I picked her up from school.
55. Too Little, Too Late
I was working as a General Manager at a struggling restaurant—struggling despite excellent business, because the owners would do stupid things like take trips to Italy on the company dime to source the "perfect" panini press. They also wouldn't staff properly; I was the only waiter ever there, open to close, six days a week, on top of handling phone orders, inventory, and other managerial duties. I was wildly overworked, but I sucked it up because the base pay was good, plus tips.
However, to fund their lavish "business" trips, costs had to be cut at the store. They decided to do this by bumping me down to minimum wage for tipped employees—effectively cutting my salary to 1/10 of its previous level. They were also too chicken to tell me until I got my new teeny paycheck and questioned the mistake.
"Oh yeah haha, forgot to mention that blah blah cost-cutting blah valued team member please work with us through this difficult time." I had worked for two weeks at this new lower rate without my knowledge. Pretty sure that's not right, but hey, a lot of bad things go on in the restaurant industry. That's not when I rage quit, though....
A couple of hours later, I'm fuming and have decided that I can't work for the lower rate, so now I’m just waiting for the perfect chance to give my notice. They called in a delivery guy who was fired a few weeks before, and they talk about hiring him to start doing our Facebook posts and handing out flyers around town. Whatever.
Then I hear them offer him close to my old salary as "Promotions Manager"! What??? I was basically running the place for $2.13/hr and you're offering this dude almost $20/hr to walk up and down the street saying "Eat at (Name)"? And yet, it gets worse. They bring up our negative Yelp reviews and this guy suggests asking friends to post positive ones.
The boss starts laughing and says "Better not ask our waitress to post one, it'll be all boohoo don't eat there, I can't pay my rent this month because they cut my pay without telling wahhhh!" I don’t think I was supposed to hear that, but I was five feet away, so of course I did. I RAGED! I quit on the spot, told them to screw their job, and wished them good luck keeping the place open without me.
They quickly realized I was right, as neither of them knew how to do more than pick up the takings once a week. They begged me not to quit. They were so desperate that they sat there for half an hour and allowed me to bluntly tell them exactly what kind of huge idiots I thought they were in excruciating detail.
I went on and on as my rage burned, and they just quietly listened, nodding and apologizing. Once I had cursed myself back into calmness, I walked out, 30 minutes before the dinner rush began, leaving them with an unstaffed floor and no clue how to even open the cash register. God, they were morons. I loved that they actually listened to me telling them exactly how stupid they were.
No repercussions on my side, as the restaurant industry isn't known for checking references. The place closed down about 18 months later, and I was surprised it even made it that long.
56. Does Honest Ben Deserve This?
My super dorky history teacher in eighth grade was the nicest teacher I've ever met, but there were a couple "class clowns" that he could struggle with. Usually, he dealt with them ok but one day they were so obnoxious that he snapped, yelling, and chucking his stapler across the room. He nailed a staple right into Ben Franklin’s forehead.
He immediately apologized and went about his day normally, while all the students went silent. Nobody ever bothered him again after that.
57. Freezing Angry
I cry when I get angry. This girl at my job ticked me off so badly that I kicked a dent in a freezer door and then embarrassed myself by crying uncontrollably for about 20 minutes. It has been years since that happened, but if I go visit, I am still embarrassed by that freezer door incident—even though the girl was fired shortly afterward anyway.
58. Honest Mistake on Purpose
The host sat me at a table with a couple and their toddler. The two sat on the same side of the booth, kissed, etc., so I knew they were a couple, but the woman looked much older. Like she looked terrible. I'm sure it was substances of some kind, but it was noticeable. So she's super rude to me the entire time. She asked for her eggs over easy hard.
I explained to her that her eggs could either be over easy and over hard, and what both meant. She then got really patronizing, saying things like "Bless your heart" and asking for a real server. I told her that I know how eggs are cooked, and asked if she meant over medium. That's when she got verbally angry and asked "How hard is your job? Honestly, how hard is it to just serve people eggs?"
I'd had it. I gave her order to the cook, and of course, he asked me what she meant. I told him to just make them over medium, as I felt like that was what she meant. I gave her the eggs and she sighed real heavy. She said, "I'm sorry, was my order too hard? Did you not understand me? What the heck kind of place is this that nobody can make me eggs?"
I took a deep breath, and went all in with a brutal insult. I said, "Ma'am, I apologize to you, your son, and your grandson. Let me go ahead and comp your meal." Her face twisted up and got so red I thought it was going to pop off of her face. She yelled, "THIS IS MY HUSBAND AND THAT'S MY SON!" Oh boy, it was so worth it. She began screaming for my manager.
I got my manager. He yelled at me in the office, but couldn't prove that I was purposefully disingenuous. So I didn't even get written up. It was awesome.
59. Music Lessons
When I was in elementary school we had music once a week. For some strange reason, the teacher hated me, and I ONLY got to play the triangle while everyone else got drums and cool stuff. Well, my teacher’s hair was oddly the same every day so we had speculation that she had a wig. Well, one day, I got the triangle again. So I let actions speak louder than words.
I pulled her wig right off. My punishment was to spend the day as an in-school suspension in the teacher’s office.
60. The Worst of the Verse
OK, in my very slight defense, my boyfriend at the time in high school cheated on me with a very, very innocent exchange student who was only 14 (even though she looked 11). He was 17 or 18 and I was furious, not so much because he cheated but because I loved that little kid and after he used and dumped her, I found her sobbing so hard in the bathroom that nobody could even understand what she was saying at first.
OK, so he was a jerk too...but then there was me. My dude was stupid, like genuinely very dumb. Typical football jock who'd been socially promoted probably since kindergarten and could literally barely read. I was an honor student. We were a bit mismatched. He knew I wrote and read poetry, so he took it upon himself to write me a poem every day.
Needless to say, they were littered with spelling and grammatical errors, but also, they just sucked. He would often say, "I'm terrible at this, I'm so stupid," but I would say, "Noooo, I love them, they're great!" I had been encouraging him to learn to read better and had even convinced him to go to after-school tutoring sessions with my English teacher, who was nationally known for her work helping illiterate or semi-literate people.
So, he had been making some progress and I didn't want to discourage him by saying, "Uh yep, these are real trash." Well, after he screwed and dumped my little French friend, I SHOULD have dumped him. But instead, I did something even darker. I took all the poems he had written me, corrected them in red ink, tied them in a bundle with a red silk ribbon, and left them in his locker with a note that said: "You're right, you really are an idiot."
For some reason, High School Me figured he would know that news of his cheating had reached me and understand that my note meant, "You're stupid to treat me this way" and that the corrected poems were my way of being a jerk to him. In other words, I was even dumber than he was. I lurked between classes until he opened his locker, stared in shock at the pile of blood-red poems, read the note—and let out a wail like a sad dog.
He burst into heaving sobs and as his football buddies gathered around him, he cried "I knew it!! She's so smart and I'm so stupid! I don't even know why I tried!" I tried everything I could after that to explain that I didn't mean it, but of course, I had no ground to stand on after having corrected his poems like that.
He dropped out of tutoring and, as far as I know, never really learned to read. I still worry that his life sucks and I'm part of the reason why. And not only that, but he never even had a clue that I knew about the other girl, nobody ever called him out on that, and he probably kept right on seducing the most gullible girls he could since he had a total inferiority complex.
That's the only time I ever really fought dirty in a break-up, at least I learned my lesson, but I still feel awful.
61. One Eye Open
My mother's ex-husband and I had a really volatile relationship. He was mentally and emotionally abusive and my mom was an alcoholic. There was one day where things got extremely bad. Both my mom and her ex-husband were drinking. All I did was walk in the door and that's when it all started. I was told I had no friends.
I was told my family didn't care about me and that if I disappear it would be a good break because I was disappointing. I was told that they wished I was dead. I kept trying to tell them to leave me alone, but they went too far. I tried hiding in my room too, but they followed me. I at one point finally became so enraged at them I flipped my bed over. Not just the mattress, I'm talking bedframe and all.
It was because I kept a knife under my bed. I then chased them out with a knife and threatened them. Yeah. That was fun to explain to the authorities.
62. Slippy!
When I was about nine, I was away from home in a foreign country for about a month visiting distant family. They lived in some remote foresty area. I went outside and tripped over what I thought was a rock. Fell in some dirt and got covered in absolute filth. So, I ran up to the supposed rock and booted it as hard as I could. It was only later that I realized what I'd really done.
After, I noticed I’d destroyed a toad. I still get pangs of guilt about it 15 years later.
63. Pimp My Ride
I was heading home from work late at night. I was tired and stressed and it was late at night, I was the only car on the road so I was driving at a slow pace in the appropriate lane while listening to some podcasts. Some other speeding driver came up and started tailgating me, on the slow lane. I moved to the middle lane, and he followed.
I moved back to the right lane, he followed. The guy was just being a jerk for no reason. Then he floored it past me while bringing the side of his car inches away from mine. A few minutes later I saw the same guy at a stoplight. I had a large paint can sitting on the floor of my car. I picked up the can. I put it in my lap. I opened it.
I floored through the lights while yelling "SCREW YOU", spilling paint all over me, my car and steering wheel, and hurled the paint can through the guy’s open window. First, I see this bald douchebag staring at me with terror in his eyes, then a magnificent white liquid explosion, followed by me laughing like a maniac as I watch his windshield turn pearly white.
64. Real Estate, Fake Friends
I found out that my supposed best friend, who I was letting live on my couch, was cheating on me with my girlfriend. She and I lived together at the time. I work in IT, so I work crazy long hours, but we had a massive power outage one day, and the boss said to just go home. I left five hours early and caught both of them red handed.
I kicked them both out at once. They apologized profusely, and asked me even though they made a mistake, why would I kick them out on the streets in an area where they can’t afford to live? (Silicon Valley). I laughed my butt off and said, “I guess that’s something you two should have figured out during pillow talk huh?” and slammed my front door as hard as I could in their faces.
Needless to say it wrecked me for a while because I loved that girl but looking back, I think it’s the only moment in my life where I’m proud to have stood up for myself, and that is priceless.
65. Tit for Tat
I was being baited by a couple of people online. One of the girls tragically had lost her parents in the tsunami in Asia. Well, she really kept calling me heinous names online and started getting others to do the same. She told me to say the worst thing I could as I was clearly too thick to think of any rebuttal. But I thought of something really, really horrible.
I told her: "Your parents purposefully jumped in the water to end their lives as it'd be less painful than dealing with you." Needless to say, when I got into school the next day, I got suspended pending investigation for three days.
66. Anywhere Else But Here Right Now
When I found out about my (now) ex-husband’s last affair (he had several), I told him to open his iPad and start looking for a place to stay as he sure as heck wasn’t going to be staying in the house. He sat there and just looked at me like I was joking. I said your fingers aren’t broken, start tapping away and find a place.
Either I can pack your bag for you which will be done in three seconds or you can pack it. I said you have three choices. The car, the gutter, or find a friend. He then stood up and made his way to the bedroom to pack. Said he can stay at a friend's. I said I don’t care where you stay, but it won’t be here. Moved in with the last affair the following day.
67. What's Wrong, Doll?
When I was a kid (12+,) my sister and I were home alone together frequently because both of our parents worked and I was old enough to babysit. We lived in a house that was too small for all four of us, in a bad neighborhood, and it was a permanently dirty old house that was falling apart. So, background stress levels were high, just to set the tone.
My sister went to a friend's house to play across the street. Meanwhile, I couldn't find my Jem doll that I'd got from a friend online and was looking everywhere for it. They don't make Jem anymore, so it was a very important doll for me. While I'm looking, my sister comes home and timidly asks for me. Something in her voice told me something was wrong.
She said, "So, you know how I went over to Neighbor's house to play? Well, her dad got mad at us and ripped the head off of the doll to punish her but actually it was the one I brought over and I think it was your doll...." So naturally, I lost my mind and TORE INTO HER. I was furious, not only was that my doll, but it was rare and not made anymore and already older than either of us, so how dare she take it from my room and play with it and get it broken??
I yelled at her so loud and hard I went hoarse, and she crumbled into tears. I demanded she give me my doll back and not talk to me until mom and dad got home. She collapsed onto her bed and sobbed, and I took the doll back into my room. I looked at it...and it was a grungy old Barbie doll. I felt so, so guilty for screaming at my sister, and hearing her sob through the walls made me feel like a monster.
I'd ripped her a new one over nothing. An old raggedy Barbie with missing hair and chewed up feet. My Jem doll was somewhere in my room; she'd never taken it. Eventually, I came out of my room and apologized to her. I explained why I was so mad and what I had incorrectly assumed, and I told her that it wasn't her fault the neighbor girl's dad was a crazy jerk.
He later apologized to her and his daughter too, but that made me feel just as bad as he was. It's been over a decade since that happened, and my sister and I have both moved on and have a great sibling relationship, but I still feel so, so horrible about how I treated her when I was a teenager. I wish I had been more level-headed.
68. Your Princess Is in Another Castle. Leave Mine Alone.
My ex-boyfriend just recently tried to win me back, after HE was the one who dumped me. He was trying to win me back from January all the way to last month, and no matter how many times I said no, he always came back with the same excuse of “I know you hate me but I really miss you.”
So, on the last day he tried to win me back, he pulls up to my house with flowers and chocolates and says he still loves me. He had woken me up from my afternoon nap with my dog and that really cheesed me off. I have had enough at that point. So, I pushed the flowers into his chest and said “Can you kindly leave me alone? For the last time, I am so sick and tired of having to reject you, it’s pathetic.”
He then tried to argue with me saying he knows he was wrong, and he can change. I was so mad and cranky that I just yelled as loud as I could, “Get it through your thick skull that I don’t like you anymore! I blocked your number and you on every social media for a reason, you nutjob!” And then I slammed the door in his face and had some tea, cuddled with my dog, and watched The Office. He hasn’t tried to contact me since.
69. A Battle as Old as Time
Once I was having a smoke outside the bar in my hometown doing whatever, being young, when, on the way in, this guy makes some crack at me about how I was dressed. I got pretty mad about it and lipped off to my friends. This got back to the guy inside, who had some mutual friends or something, and he ended up asking me if I wanted to step outside.
My blood already having being fired up, I looked at him and just said, "Ya, let's do it," and another guy near my age steps out with us. In the lights of the entrance as we get outside, just as I'm going into get-ready-to-scrap mode, I get my first clear look at the guy...he had to be near 60 and was not a large man by any means.
Still, never underestimate people. It was at exactly this moment that I realized: A) I was going to fight an old man outside the pub and kick his butt, looking like a piece of snot or B) I was going to get my butt kicked by said old man and look like a complete tool. In that moment, I actually had the exact thought: "Oh, I'm the jerk here."
He said he didn't realize what he said would get me so mad and apologized, and I said I overreacted and made a fool of myself. We went off on our separate ways, but still, sometimes I look back on this whole thing and just think, Jesus what were you thinking?
70. That Voodoo
I drew a picture of my family members and drew fire around them while crying. I was eight.
71. That Look
When I was very young, I would occasionally hit someone when I was angry. The very last time this happened was in 6th grade. My best friend and I got into a little fight and I hit her as hard as I could on the arm. The look on her face is what snapped me back. She looked as if she had never been hit by anyone, ever, and was obviously very hurt both physically and emotionally.
I felt immediate guilt and I swore then and there to never do it again and to be in better control of my emotions. Glad I learned that lesson early.
72. Screaming Over Spilt Yoghurt
My brother spilled yogurt all over one of the shelves in the fridge and when I told him to wipe it up he said, "If it bothers you, you clean it." So I grabbed him by the back of the neck and shoved his face into the open fridge and screamed at him to clean it up. This was after years of him being a jerk in general, so it was pent up rage.
73. No TV and No Beer Make Homer Something Something
When I was a kid, my parents punished me for an act that I didn't commit. When they realized that it was their mistake, the punishment remained because of reasons I can't quite remember. I just recall that it was garbage, whatever it was. Either way, I came up with an ingenious plan to get revenge. I was the one who helped setup the cable wiring and such, so I messed with the wires in such a way that the house didn't have cable for as long as I was punished.
This was the time when internet was in its infancy, so my family gorged on cable TV. My parents nearly ended up like Jack Nicholson's character in The Shining because of cable withdrawal.
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74. Couples Counseling
I rolled my car. I had recently found out my girlfriend was cheating. For reasons that are fairly irrelevant to this story, we had decided to stay together. We were fighting, as we often did, and I wound up going on a drive with a friend which had been pre-planned. He wanted to show me some roads he found fun to drive on, so we were in what was essentially a two-man caravan.
After a while, we pull over, and the argument with my girlfriend continues over text message, as it had at stop signs and red lights. After deciding our next direction, my friend and I decided to drive around some more. Still heated from the ongoing argument, I drove a little too hard, and a little too fast. I experienced what I can only describe as a black-out of anger before coming to awareness in a moment where my car was shaking, and surrounded by too-high grass coming up into view in the side windows.
I felt a hard hit, and then I was upside-down, then right side up, then upside-down. I realized then that I was screaming, and the car had come to a halt on its roof. I unbuckled, found my phone, clambered out a back door, and what felt like instantly my friend pulled up behind me. I was incredibly lucky, to be honest. I walked away with some bruising, and no more car.
That was a night that I learned a serious lesson about compartmentalization and self-control and is a night that will be forever burned into my memory. It’s been four or five years since it happened, and I will never forget the absolute terror that I felt. Oddly enough, that event also convinced me that I had a real desire to live. Dangerous thoughts of self-harm are no longer a daily or even weekly occurrence.
Other than that, it was probably when I was in an argument with the same girl. We were in front of her house and I screamed at the top of my lungs in my tiny little '93 Toyota Camry, “Get the eff out of my car right now”. I inherited a lot of my dad's volume, and when he's upset the house can shake due to the volume of his voice. I yelled at her so loud that my throat hurt. I still feel bad about that one.
75. A Little Dramatic, Dad
Back when I was 12, I wanted to watch a documentary I had recorded onto a VHS tape. My sister wanted to watch something else. We had an argument and ran to our parents in the basement. My dad, who always took my sister's side, said she could watch her show. Angered, I threw the tape onto the ground, shattering it.
A small piece of it hit my dad in the neck (didn't penetrate anything) and I ran upstairs to my room. He later went off on me and told me that could have severed a vein in his neck and ended his life.
76. Not a Morning Person
When I was younger, like 16, I had some…anger issues. Well, my younger siblings (15 and 5) were running around very early in the morning, I didn’t have to get up for about four more hours and I’d had a very bad night’s sleep. My siblings were running around literally screaming down the hallway, so I yelled at them to quit it or I’d come out there.
Things didn’t stop and finally I snapped. This is by far one of my least proud moments. I got up out of bed and before I knew what I was doing I chased my 15-year-old brother into his room. When he tried to get away, I tackled him into a beanbag on the floor and wrapped my hands around his throat. I screamed about an inch from his face, "I TOLD YOU TO STOP. I AM GOING TO BEAT YOU IF YOU DONT QUIET DOWN WHILE I’M TRYING TO SLEEP!"
He was completely white, partly from the lack of oxygen, and I cooled off enough to realize I was overdoing it so I got back up and walked into my room and shut the door and immediately felt really awful about it. I didn’t get in trouble either because my mom told them I’d get mad if they didn’t stop. They never woke me up that early again.
77. Steady Hands
As a surgeon, I try to remain calm and steady about most everything. Even all the staff comment about how I’m the calmest surgeon they’ve ever met. One time taking out someone’s gallbladder, the assistant needed to grab it and hold it up so I could free stuff up. Newer person was helping me and moving a little too fast without seeing where their instrument was going before grabbing the gallbladder.
They ended up poking a small hole in the liver. I went as crazy as I’ve ever gone in my life: I let out an audible sigh and small grumble. Ended up not bleeding all that much and rest of surgery went fine. One of these days I plan to react to something like that by throwing instruments around the room, just to see how people react.
78. Teaching Is Her Passion; Cleanliness Is Her Crusade
In elementary school, the cool thing to do was put hand sanitizer in excess on your hand and sniff it pretending to get really high. Things escalated to the point of our teacher, at full volume, yelling "Where! Is! The! Hand! SANITIZER!?” A brave soul returned it and the teacher threw it against the wall.
79. The Good Old Lever-Thump
In secondary school, a girl sitting next to me kept emptying my pencil case onto the floor and laughing with her friend about it, so I punched her on the top of the head. Sort of like a lever coming down. She cried and I got detention. Looking back, I think I know what I was missing. She probably had a crush on me. But hey, you mess with me, you get the lever-thump.
80. A Dishonest Mistake
When my boyfriend and I were breaking up over the phone and I asked to come by to get a dress I left at his place. He informed me that he “accidentally threw it out.” This and a combination of him telling me he didn’t want a relationship anymore after telling me two days ago we were fine...I lost it. I saw red and have never yelled so much in my life.
81. Young Love
I yelled at my dad to screw off and stop criticizing my girlfriend because one day she might be my wife. I was 23 at the time. She dumped me a year later. A month after she dumped me, she began dating her neighbor. Right next door. Three months after she dumped me, they married. Five months after she dumped me, they had a little girl.
You don't know how much I regret what I said to my father.
82. How to Cure Amnesia
When I was in middle school, I had a friend that liked to pretend they had amnesia. It annoyed me to no end and they did it ALL THE TIME. Not only that, but they were a pretty terrible actor so it was always obvious they were faking. I rode the bus with them because despite what I might have led you to believe, they were actually one of my best friends.
I greeted them and sat down on the aisle side. They were trying to ask me basic things about their life that they obviously knew already and I got so fed up that I grabbed them by the hair and slammed their head into the side of the bus as hard as I could. They never "had amnesia" again, but I still feel bad about that.
83. Short And Not Sweet
I'd been dealing with my dad and his ex-girlfriend having screaming matches and occasionally getting dragged into it for like a year. They started again one evening and she addressed me, demanding that I answer something or another to fuel her argument against my dad. I was just trying to play a game at the time and I just kinda snapped and screamed, "I don't know and I don't care and I'm tired of your fighting."
It wasn't much but I've never raised my voice ever, and I think it kinda just stunned them both into silence. She walked out of the house.
84. Missed Connections
At a wedding of a college friend of my husband’s, we learned a dark secret. We found out that the bride (his old friend) had been in love with him for over a decade. We learned this from the women at our table at the reception. We introduced ourselves while we waited for the bride and groom to arrive. They were horrified that we were there—and extremely worried.
My husband had NO idea that she had feelings for him. She bee-lined right for our table after the "introducing Mr & Mrs" thing—ignoring her family and leaving her husband standing alone. She clung to my husband and sobbed—lifting her head to glare at me. She had to be pulled off of him, she was having such a meltdown.
She repaired herself, then followed us as we tried to leave quietly—her parting shot was to stare at my chest and say, "Well I guess I know what I was missing all along!" Her new husband was in shock and my husband was horrified and embarrassed—he was completely clueless and would never have gone to the wedding if he'd know she was obsessed with him. It was bizarre.
85. Self-Appointed Spiritual Mentor
I'm a bit more quick to anger these days, but as a child I was fairly quiet and such. When I was in 6th grade, I was always forced to go to church every Sunday and Wednesday. Perks of growing up in the Bible Belt. I've always been a pretty heavy reader, and like most kids at that time I was heavily into the Harry Potter series.
The people at the church my mother forced me to attend decided that those books were not only of the Devil himself, but also surely corrupting me. They took every opportunity to tell me so. Making matters worse, the son of my Sunday school teacher decided he was responsible for correcting my horrible devilish ways.
In addition to harassing me about these books every chance he got, he also began getting physical about it. I pretty much just let it all go because it was just a bunch of idiots, what did I care? That is, until he spit in my face. Twice. I chased him down and proceeded to beat the daylights out of him. I've only been in a few fights, but I've never been in one where I was this absolutely livid.
He never bothered me about my choice in books again and I stopped being forced to go to church.
86. That’s What Happens When You Get Cheeky
Back in school we had tiny lockers stacked right next to each other. Locker neighbor would always close mine while I was fishing through my backpack. Went on every day for the whole year, he thought it was funny. Last day of school I'd had it, punched him across the cheek. He didn't do it the next year, and didn't bother telling any adult because he knew he was in the wrong.
87. Water Under the Bridge
My friend and I were walking home from high school, sophomore year I think. He was really bothering me, kept lightly tripping me the whole walk home. I kept asking him to stop but he didn’t. For context, I did get picked on in high school, so maybe this moment was just the breaking point for some other incident.
When we got near where we would separate, he did the tripping thing one last time and I lost it. I swung my backpack at him. Here’s the part where he really screwed up. He was carrying a balsa wood bridge home that he needed to complete for some class. When I swung the backpack, he dropped the bridge. I ran directly at him but then saw another, better target.
I could’ve kicked a 60-yard field goal. I grabbed my bag, turned and walked as he stared at his scattered work, saying in a shocked voice, “You broke my bridge.” I replied “I don’t care."
88. Sounds Like a Fiesta
I lost my temper one time when I was little, somewhere in the 5-10 range. That doesn't sound out of the ordinary, but I was a quiet, reserved kid who didn’t ever do much out of line. Anyway, I have an older brother who tormented me all the time. This day he had been particularly bad, but I still just took it and coped.
My mom made burritos for dinner. I love burritos, but only if they’re well put together. Sloppy sandwiches drive me nuts. Anyway, my brother and I are sitting down, waiting for my parents to sit at the dinner table too. My brother sees that I’m excited and is privy to my sandwich pet peeve, so he takes just his index finger and smashes it down on my burrito as hard as he can.
I get upset, so he just open-palm smashes the burrito on my plate into an absolute mess. I lose it and whip the burrito at him, missing and nailing the wall. Parents walked in just when I threw the burrito on the wall. They freeze, and then instead of yelling at me, they immediately ask my brother, "What did you do to him?"
Hearing that I would not be punished and that they knew it was my brother’s fault without seeing what happened made it a little bit better. I don't think I ever ended up getting a burrito that night, though.
89. Was She Wearing a Pencil Skirt?
This girl viciously bullied me in school. She told everyone I was a lesbian at a conservative all-girls school where this made you a social pariah, started rumors that my Dad was gay, threw paper at me during class, and other nasty stuff. In history class, she was sitting behind me and started kicking me through the hole in the back of my chair.
I told her to stop it several times, but she kept doing it. So then I took drastic measures. I turned around and punctured her in the leg with a pencil. I got detention, but she left me alone after that.
90. Bon Appetit!
I lost it when someone's kid at Golden Corral decided to put their hands in the food containers and they did nothing about it.
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91. Nine Lives
Earlier in my career, I struck out on my own to do freelance. I was extremely stressed. Long hours of struggling, not a lot of money, bills piling up, terrible, tiny studio apartment...and probably the bane of my existence: An old, terrible HP computer that struggled to do the most basic of tasks. The catch was that I knew I couldn't take any frustrations out on my computer because I needed it to do my job.
At the same time, it complicated my job tenfold because it was so freaking slow. I couldn't afford a new computer, so I had to just deal with the freaking thing. Inevitably, it would always seize up right when I was in the home stretch of an important, time-sensitive project and I would freak out. I found an old DVD remote that no longer worked and kept that on my desk for just such an occasion.
As soon as the computer would freeze, I would grab that DVD remote and just BASH THE EVER-LIVING TAR out of it on my bed frame or desk. It was so gratifying to beat the life out of something even though the DVD remote was innocent. Nothing in this world frustrates me like a piece of technology that won't do the one job it's designed for.
The only time I've ever been as mad is at a drill that had a loose chuck and the bit kept falling out while I was trying to drive some screws into an old cabinet. I got so mad at the drill I flung it across the room...right where the cat happened to be walking! The cat narrowly dodged the drill and I felt so bad that I almost injured something out of my inability to control my rage that I never ever let my anger get the better of me again.
92. Touchdown!
I never liked playing football in general just because I wasn't an aggressive person. But in 5th grade, I had a teammate who, during practice scrimmages, would always line up across from me. At the snap, he would grab me by my facemask and pull me to the ground. I let it go on for most of the season until I started having neck issues and pains.
During one of our final practices, I was getting water across the field and decided enough was enough. I sprinted full charge across the field, sacked him with all my weight, and while I pinned him down under me I started grabbing his facemask and repeatedly slammed his head into the dirt until my coaches pulled me off him. When the season ended I decided to switch to basketball.
93. Let It Go
I can remember that day like it was yesterday... I was home packing my stuff to get ready for when my husband was getting out of basic training. I NEVER yell or even raise my voice to anyone ever. My dad has always had a wicked temper, and my sister has a knack for starting yelling matches with him and matching his energy.
One night, she forgot to do something she was supposed to, and the yelling started again. I ignored it up until he called her stupid. It got under my skin so I spoke up a little, saying that he shouldn't call her that. He hollered back, "You are MY daughters, I can talk to you however I want!" That's when I snapped.
I saw red for the first time in my life, and I completely lost it. I screamed back at him at how I was tired of him treating us like garbage when he lost his temper, at how we hid in the back room with my mom until he cooled off, and how all I wanted was to visit my family before I had to move over 12 hours away from them.
I also threatened that if he EVER wanted to see me again, then he needed to shut up and sit in the corner until he was done throwing a fit. I yelled at him for the first time in my life for a solid 30 minutes. I didn't stop until everything that had built up over the years was let out, and I saw him go from red-faced angry to what seemed to be guilt-ridden.
When I finally stopped, he was quiet. He didn't say a word and walked away. Shortly after I moved out, he went to a doctor and has been put on some medication to help with his anger issues. Now he's super friendly to all of us, and I haven't heard him throw a tantrum like he used to in over 10 years now. He has never spoken poorly to me or my sister since then either.
94. Someone Had to Get It
Another unit lied to me about the condition a patient was in. I went into the supply room and SCREAMED to vent at another nurse. Poor girl remains the only person at work to ever see me lose my head like that.
95. You Snooze, You Lose
My best friend's biological father took off when she was very young. Then, at her wedding, he threw a fit because she did the father-daughter dance with her stepdad, who raised her in his absence. He got so mad, he made everyone from his side of the family leave. The sheer entitlement of it...we were all stunned.
96. Better Hit the Gas
We were driving home late from work one night, (both bartenders, maybe midnight). We live in a small community, and we were at the 1/4 mile section that goes from 55, to 45, to 35, to 25. A giant lifted truck decided that he wanted to continue going 55, he was UP OUR BUTT, lights on, so close you couldn't even see his bumper. It was like his lights were in our car. It was terrifying—but then it happened.
Pretty much two seconds after one of us said, "Where's a cop when you need one?", a deputy passed us going the opposite direction and immediately flipped a switch and pulled him over. Still gives me the warm fuzzies. Screw that guy.
97. Crossing the Line
I had a lady cuss me out when I worked as a customer service manager for a big retail store. She then went on to tell me how my mom didn’t raise me right and should have done better. My mom passed on a few weeks previously, so I then told her, thanks ma’am but she did a great job and recently passed. I then immediately told her to leave or I'd call the authorities and she would be trespassing.
98. We’re Miners
I work in mining and I fly to and from work. One of the company's perks is membership to the business class lounge. On one of my breaks, I was going skiing with a group of friends. A guy and I were queuing for drinks and chatting. A bunch of miners entered the lounge and we began very sarcastically joking about how awful it was they let smelly people "like them" into our lounge.
The woman in front of us turned around to agree and ranted about horrible miners for a good few minutes before asking us what we did for a living. We both happily replied, "We're miners." She stopped speaking to us after that.
99. Eat Your Words
A while ago I decided to treat myself to some Burger King. I was having a bad day and had a headache coming on. So I was waiting in line at the BK, when suddenly this woman comes in with a monster of a child. He was out of control, screaming, punching his mother, throwing things around. The mother didn't pay any attention to him and he continued yelling, "I want a PIE."
My headache turned into a full-blown migraine. I calmly turned and asked if she could please calm her child down. Immediately she got up in my face, telling me to mind my own business. I nodded and turned around, when the child cried out again how he wants a pie. I then decided to ruin their day in the most devious way I could think of.
When I got to the front of the line I asked the person at the register how many apple pies they have left. They told me and I bought all of them. I ate one and made sure the kid saw me throw the rest in the trash.
100. Irresponsible Faculty Meeting
I'm a teacher and one day after classes end, I walk into the school's office to check my mailbox. A parent of one of my students sees me and says very loudly, almost screaming, "Oh, FINALLY!!!! LOOK, EVERYONE, I FOUND A TEACHER!!! Do you realize that I left work EARLY to come here after school to talk to my son's teachers about his report card, and you are LITERALLY the ONLY teacher I have found?!!! I went from classroom to classroom and everyone is GONE!!! Do you know what time it is?!! It's 3:45 pm! School ended FIFTEEN MINUTES AGO!!! FIFTEEN MINUTES!!!! And you're the ONLY teacher STILL HERE!!!! CAN YOU EXPLAIN TO ME WHY EVERYONE IS GONE?! CAN YOU EXPLAIN TO ME WHY EVERY TEACHER HAS LEFT THE BUILDING WHEN SCHOOL JUST GOT OUT?!!!!"
I paused, waiting to see if there was more. When I realized he had finished, I said, "All the teachers are in the library. We're having a faculty meeting."
The look on his face was priceless. He knew he was in the wrong, but by that point, he had committed so fiercely to his anger and righteousness that he couldn't just apologize. So he said, "Well that's just irresponsible." And he walked out of the office.
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