What are you still salty about?

[Heavenly44]

Salty as in still annoyed by years later

I am still salty about a rumour that was spread about me in primary school 18 years ago

I've never been married, was engaged once at 18 but that died a natural death after a year.
Waiting for that.. You'll know when you meet him...moment..
I always like the ones that aren't interested. Not the fat, shaved head ones I attract.. Ew!

My DM once claimed she’d smelled alcohol on me when I got home after driving back from my then-boyfriend’s house when I was 18 and had a go at me, accusing me of drunk driving. I would never and have never drunk alcohol and then driven a car - it stung so badly that she wouldn’t listen to me, and insisted she could smell it anyway. I’ve no idea what it was she could smell but I can remember the utter despair and frustration I felt trying to convince her that I really hadn’t had a drink!

When I was 8, nearly 50 years ago , I swam the 25 yards exam. As I was almost at the end of the length, virtually touching the side of the ‘baths’ as we called them then, and could have swum on, my teacher said something and gestured. I thought she was telling me I’d done it. I put my feet down. She failed me. The injustice has stayed with me ever since.

A friend accused me of doing something I hadn’t, and would never, do. She’s admitted to another friend since that she knows I didn’t, but we haven’t spoken since. It’s been about two years. The injustice of it kills me!

In primary school, there was a girl who was mean to me. My older sister told me that the girl 'didn't have any guts' so the next time the girl and I argued I told her that she didn't have any guts. I had no idea what it meant but my big sis had said it so it must be true. The mean girl then told the Head that I swore and I was made to stand outside the Head Mistress' office till after the end of playtime. I can remember trying to explain what I said and that it wasn't swearing but just got told to be quiet and stop making it worse.

Same school, in the playground we were all playing a game where we made a big train of people with everyone either holding onto the ribbon round the girls' dresses or the back pocket of the boys' shorts. When everyone started running, I was a bit slower so the shorts of the boy in front of me came down a little bit and showed the top of his pants. This time I had to stand outside the HM office for pulling Adrian's shorts down.

That someone else in my school year got the last place to go to a real German Christmas Market in Germany instead of me. I had handed in my form before them and they had never studied German at school (whereas I had) and they didn't even celebrate Christmas.

That when I was at school (not UK) we could go ice skating on Wednesday afternoons from (the equivalent of) Y5. When I got to that year, they changes it to Y6. I'd left the school by the time I got to Y6.

I went to a really shitty secondary school. I went to uni and got a 1st and a distinction at MA. So things turned out well for me. However the standard of education in the school was appalling as was the discipline. Bullying was rife. I got good grades through hard work outside of school and study guides!

I feel really salty that the school and local authority got away with this. I'm 35 so it's not like it was the 70s! I hope the state of the school today would be a scandle!

My mum signed the form for me to play the recorder and the teacher said she hadn’t.

Still pissed now at the injustice of it.

French homework in Lower Four. I was not great at French, but I worked really hard. My best friend, who was lazy, guilted me in allowing me to copy my homework on the morning. Get work back and the comment on mine was “suspiciously like x”.

They started handing out 20 year service awards at work when I had done 22 and they were not retrospective.

When about to give birth to DC2 the telling the midwife I wanted to push and being told 'no you don't'. I still had my trousers on at this point.

So many things!! My Stepmum accused me of sleeping in their bed whilst they were on holiday. I hadn’t and told them so. My Dad said”you’ve always been a liar.” and wouldn’t believe me. Later my brother admitted to letting friends stay over. She never apologised. She also kicked me out at 17.

An answer I was denied in a pub quiz in, oooh, 1993.

Quiz at school and the question was, "Where did Celine Dion come from?" Canada, I said.

Switzerland was the answer apparently.

A glitch with the mobile data signal when I was at scout camp (looking after other people's children) that caused me to lose my 254 day streak on Duolingo.

This was 2 1/2 years ago and it's only a few months ago I started Duolingo again, I was that incensed

My parents allowed my brother to drive their car as soon as I left home. I was never allowed to. God I was angry!

I am also salty about a work rumour that was completely 100% untrue!!!!

At primary school I loved Netball, and I was good at it (not bragging, I know I was. And I put in a lot of practice because I loved it so much). So I went to Netball club at school. But unfortunately when it came to matches against other schools, the teacher always picked her pets / her friends' daughters to play the good positions, and I would get the crappy WD position or just be a reserve on the bench. To be honest I think the teacher would rather I didn't even go to the club.

But I still went to every club and match, even at weekends.

In year 6 there would be group photos of sports teams. I remember I was so excited for it and felt I would be so proud to wear the WD bib with the team after putting in so much effort for years. I had told my mum I wanted her to buy the photo.

But the bitchy teacher let another girl wear it - a girl who had NEVER played netball for the school. She just wanted to be in the photo, and she was one of the teacher's pets, so she gave her a position to wear. The teacher knew I wanted it but she ignored me and gave it to the girl behind me.

So I was put at the back with no bib. I looked so miserable (partly to ruin the photo which had so many smiling faces from the others). I obviously told my mum not to buy it.

It's occasions like that, that make me really resent the teachers from my school days. I wish I could get in touch and tell them just how much that upset me and still upsets me now (I always wonder if I am good enough, serious imposter syndrome and low self esteem). It makes me angry that an adult would think it's okay to treat children like that.

At junior school we had double desks with a single lid, if we wanted something from the desk we had to say excuse me to the person sharing the desk, I did as told and got pulled out in front of the class for talking. Over 60 yrs later and teacher long deceased I'm still pissed of with the injustice.

A girl in primary school accused me of cutting a hole in her tights. I was very upset not to be beloved that I hadn't done it. I still remember the feeling of astonishment that they thought I could do such a thing.
To pour more salt on my mother paid for a new pair for her to keep the peace. I was so angry and upset. I'm getting a little teary thinking about it now and it was over 50 years ago 😢

Believed, not beloved.

And Martina Stevens, if you're reading this you owe my mum 😡

I was accused of putting a slice of toast into a video recorder. I obviously didn’t, I was 11 by that time. It was my friends stupid twatty little brother.
I’m still salty years later as friends of hers still think I did it fucking idiots! I’m 44.

That my mum took my sister's side (again, as usual) when my sister accused my teenage daughter, her neice, of stealing her GHD straighteners. I stood by my daughter, who although she wasn't perfect, I genuinely didn't believe had taken them, and my mum told me I was a shit parent and that I ought to kick my daughter out.

The straighteners were found in the cupboard under the stairs a year later. Never got an apology.

When I was ten (I'm 70 now). I was doing the Practice 11+ logic paper.

The question was "feet is to man as blank is to horses, fill in the blank".

I said hands was the answer, because people are measured in feet,horses in hands. Wrong the answer was hooves. Lovely teacher was mega sympathetic, explaining my answer was right, but wouldn't get me a mark in my 11+.

Oh, the injustice! It still burns 60 years later, though I can smile about it now

When DS1 was born, we came home from the hospital after just a few hours. I was completely exhausted. MIL came round, and just would. not. leave. My parents were on their way and DH asked her to go as I was feeling overwhelmed. She refused and said "I have every right to be here". No you bloody don't, it's my house! It was a tiny 2 bed terrace and it felt so cramped and stressful with everyone there when I just wanted to sleep. 9 years later and I've still not forgiven her.