Little things from the past that still piss you off

[Jinxdoesit]

I split from my EXH a couple of years ago. There wasn't too much animosity and we divided our things without too much hassle when selling the house except for one item. There was a stunning Laura Ashley dining table that I had bought at a really good price in a sale, we debated over who should get it as we both really wanted it. Eventually I backed down and let him take it. I didn't think too much about it at the time, I was moving back in with my parents temporarily and didn't know where I'd end up or if I'd even have space for it so I thought fine, he could have it.

Now I'm buying a new place that it would look perfect in. I know his place isn't big enough for it and that he has stuff in storage so I assumed it was in there. I called and asked if he happened to still have it and if so and he wasn't going to be using it could I have it. Turns out, when we left our old house he gave it to the new buyers for free because they liked it!! This was just after we'd been arguing over it and he knew how much I wanted it, yet he then just turned around and gave it to someone else that he didn't even know!

I found this out a couple of months ago and now every time I'm looking at tables for my new place it pisses me right off! My EXH had this thing about being a 'nice guy' and wanted everyone to see him that way, but was worse with people he didn't really know so I know this will have just been a way of being 'such a nice guy' to the buyers of our old house rather than a spiteful act against me but it still sticks in my craw!

What small things has someone done to you that still pisses you off ages later?

I've mentioned this before and I would have been about 8. Went to the Zoo with the school. Mum gave me some money - enough to buy 2 postcards. One for her, one for my Nan.

One boy was whining on the coach that he had lost his postcard and the teacher decided I should hand one over to him!!! Can you imagine???? Of course I did, I was right soppy.

It enrages me still! I would go absolutely nuts if I had a child and the teacher did that to them.

Especially as we didn't like the whole family who visited (and swapped partners ) with the neighbours.

I had been given tickets to see a band I liked by a parent in the pre-school where I worked, the problem being that I didn’t know as my colleague put them in my drawer at the bottom under a book, on my day off.

I only found them several months after the date of the concert 😭 it would have meant so much to DH and I. We were both widowed, so you can imagine what remarrying meant to us both, and I walked down the aisle to the instrumental version of one of their songs. The parent had arranged for us to meet the band and get a copy of the lyrics signed.

My colleague never apologised and my boss asked me not to discuss it with her.

I am still annoyed by the 'friend' who pleaded poverty and asked me if she could borrow a really nice tailored pink dress for a job interview.

Next thing I knew she had sold it on facebook. I said 'that was my dress' and she said she thought I had given it to her. I most definitely had not.

Problem is, small community and she goes around slagging me off about this.

When I was about 7 I spent ages writing a story and then the teacher let a boy read it out in assembly whilst I sat at the back.

When I was about 6 we went to the theatre. They asked for 5 kids to go on stage and I rushed up so excited. I got there and was number 6 child in the queue. Number 5 child was going ‘mummy I don’t want to, please don’t make me’ with her mother practically pushing her on stage and me itching to push past (there wasn’t enough room) The mother finally got the message and took her daughter away, only for a kid to rush past me and steal my place. I was in tears 😭

When we were looking for my engagement ring I tried one that I really loved but it was bit more expensive than we planned so I said we should keep looking. Went away and discussed and we decided I should get it - we went back the very next day but hadn't someone walked in and bought it right after me! The woman said no-one had even looked at it for months prior to that. The one I ended up getting is not quite as nice. 20 years ago but still a bit upsetting.

Deathraystare - that's awful!

Mine is not anyone's fault though. Sorry didn't read the thing properly!

I don't have one, but I am absolutely outraged on all of your behalfs!

Reminded DP that his Dad had just had just undergone an operation that afternoon and suggested it would be nice for him to call his Mum to see how things are. (despite not particularly liking them myself)
Weeks later I hear that they are slagging me off as "wouldn't it have been nice if Noshowwithoutpunch had actually sent a text or called to ask about her 'fil' ".
They were gushing that dp had been on the phone concerned about his Dad he had forgotten about him.
They'd not have heard anything from golden boy if it hadn't been for me.

I was in reception class at school. The teacher produced a box of biscuits and offered the box to every child. When it was my turn, I took a biscuit but she continued offering the box. After a little while I took another one, thinking that was what she meant by still offering the box.

She then loudly told the class that “oogly is a greedy girl because she took 2 biscuits” and then she began offering the box round again but when she passed my chair said “none for greedy girls who steal” holding the box way above my head and I remember tears running down my face.

I was 5 years old in my first week at school.

I hated Miss Merrick from then on. 47 years later and I can still hear her saying it.

I'm still annoyed that, when I was going though a messy floordrobe teenage phase, my mother brought her friend into my room (while I was in it) to show her the shocking state of the place. I mean yes, I was untidy, but it was such an invasion of space and lack of respect for privacy. Grrr. Don't do this, people (I'm in my 40s now and really quite tidy!).

It was a Brownies competition about road safety ; we all worked so hard on our display made out of recycled materials to look like zebra crossings etc but the winners were another Brownie pack who just put up posters they had all coloured in , hardly any effort at all! We were robbed :)
Also , we did all manner of fund raising for a big Brownie camp and to repair the swimming pool they had, sponsored walks etc, yet our pack were never invited to see the renovations or use the facilities as we were the poor ones from the wrong side of the county!!
I didn't bother with Girl Guides after all that.

Every now and then I get irrationally annoyed that when we went to the zoo on a school trip, my mum packed me cheese spread sandwiches when I'd asked for jam. I was only 5 but i can still remember the utter sinking feeling of opening my packed lunch and finding a cheese spread bap - both of which I hated - and wandering round asking if anyone had jam and bread they'd swap for mine.

As an adult, it seems so ungrateful of me as at least I had food, but it was such a small request I don't see how it couldn't have been met because we always had jam and bread in the house!

Mine was a beastly bus driver. I was about 12 years old and needed to get a bus to another school for choir practice. My cousin went to this school so we went together. I was used to using buses so I knew exactly what to say for my fare. So on I jumped and politely asked '20p please to 'name of destination' thank you'. He printed out the ticket and as I walked off he called me back rudely 'come back here now' and he said 'no, you ask me again' so I tried again utterly confused, 'no' he said, so I tried asking another way 'no' he said again with a lot of huffing and puffing from him. By this point I could see that other people were also getting confused as I kept trying all different ways to ask him to no avail and the bus driver was getting increasingly angry.

In the end he just said 'pffft go to the back of the bus' and thumped his fist down on the steering wheel then shooed me away. I spent the whole bus journey in tears with strangers looking at me with sympathy'. To this day I don't know what I did wrong and neither does my cousin. It left me with a horrible fear of using buses for quite a while!

I was in Y5 at primary school and we had a visiting musician who had all of these wonderful string instruments, violins, cellos etc.
She asked some people to volunteer to play and I was chosen to have a go at the cello. I absolutely fell in love with it. At hometime she brought it to my class and let me have another go and showed me some basics.
She gave me a letter from a music school to take home about lessons, I told her that we probably couldn't afford it, but she explained that the cello would be "loaned" to me from the school and the lessons could be subsidised if she put in a recommendation.

I walked home with that letter and was so unbelievably happy and excited. I felt like I could see a whole path in front of me.
It was an absolute no from my parents, no discussion whatsoever, a blanket "we can't afford it". Funny how we could afford golf clubs, membership fees, green fees, competition fees, cricket bats, cricket pads, club membership and driving all over the North West for my older brother though.
I never learnt to play the cello and it's still one of those deep down hurts that I have.
I'm a teacher now and whenever I get the chance to support a student with a new activity, I do my best to get them the help they need to make it happen.

When I was very young in primary school I got uninvited to a friend's party because she'd accidentally invited too many people. Her mother asked her who she wanted to strike off the list and she chose me, so I was the only one in the class not going and she was pretty spiteful about it in the playground. When my birthday came round the following month I didn't want to invite her to my party but my mother secretly gave her mother an invitation at the gate. She showed up at the party still gloating about how I'd not been invited to hers. I still feel indignant years later I should have been able to deal with it in my own way.

Jim, that's so sad about the cello especially as your parents could afford the lessons :(
It's always sad when one child is treated differently to another one.

My grandmother had a beautiful gold charm bracelet that fascinated me as a child. When my grandmother died the bracelet (rightly) passed to her daughter, my aunt. Years later I found out that my aunt, when short of money, had sold the bracelet. I still don't understand why she didn't give anyone in the family (me) first refusal. Still grates now years later.

When I was about 4 I went to a birthday party and that was the era (or maybe just common where we lived) when there were no party bags and you'd just be given a piece of the birthday cake to take home- you didn't eat it at the party. I was really excited as it was a princess cake with jelly tot "jewels" and I was sure it was going to be amazing. Got the cake home and my mum said it must have been given to me for my sister and said I must have eaten mine at the party. I had to sit and watch my sister eat it. Still bitter. I'm now 50.

This was in the 80s. I was on a U.K. seaside holiday with my DM, DB (who is a year younger) and grandparents.

We went on a boat trip and the bloke let my brother have a turn at steering. He told me I wasn’t allowed because I was a girl and girls don’t drive boats. Still pisses me off now.

Oogly Moogly your post broke my heart. Probably because I can totally relate, the thing is that I have heard similar stories of cruelty and shaming by teachers from friends and loved ones - and we're all around the same age. How the hell did they get away with it. Why were some teachers in the 80's, 70's and earlier so particularly unpleasant and seemingly not fond of children or just not bothered about favouritism?
Sorry OP, I know this is not what your thread is about.

I was 18, just started my 1st ever job and thought I'd treat myself and get myself a bike so I could get fit. So I opened a Littlewoods account, and bought a really smart racing bike for nearly £400 (bearing in mind this was 30 yrs ago!). Rode it twice, loved it. Then my sister "borrowed" it one night, left it on the floor of the village pub car park and it was crushed by a reversing car that didn't see it. Cue a massive meltdown from my sister that it wasn't her fault, Mum backed her up and muggins here paid £400 for a bike that she didn't have.

Guess who's the golden child and who's the scapegoat............

Why were some teachers in the 80's, 70's and earlier so particularly unpleasant and seemingly not fond of children

Maybe because there were relatively few professional fields open to women so people became teachers by default rather than by desire. Doesn't excuse it though.

I remember being about 7 and we were singing the "put your finger on your [name body part] song. One little boy said "belly" and the teacher literally dragged him out of the classroom and said "how dare you use that language. Animals have bellies". I mean WT actual F??

Being shouted at and sent home from a friends house for using bad language, i hadn't at all the mum must have misheard something. It really upset me.
Another one that actually i did to someone, followed into the loo cubicle at a zoo day out and found the brochure souvenir thing in there, put it in my bag came out and the previous occupant asked to nip in and retrieve her forgotten brochure and for some reason that to this day i am embarrassed and ashamed of i kept it, she knew, i knew but something made me too embarrassed to get it out of my bag and give it back. If any MNetter had this happen to them circa 1997 in Paignton, i am truly sorry and ashamed.

I thought about the one a little the nasty bus driver , maybe he was deaf and didn't hear you say please / thank you ? Clutching at straws a bit , but it's amazing how many people are hard of hearing and won't do anything about it! He may have thought you said something else?
It's weird how things rankle though isn't it?
Teachers were cruel in the 70s and 80s ( not all , but a few could really become nasty and the cane and the slipper was used regularly in my schools !!)

I've mentioned this before, but it helps to write about it again. When me and my friend were about 16 she asked me if I'd cover her sister's shift at a cafe where my friend also worked. It was a pretty country house open to the public just for summer months, a lovely place to work really and they had animals in the garden so I happily said yes just to go there. Anyway the work was quite stressful as cafes are and my friend had given me to understand she and sis did it as a favour to the owners, only paid in tips. Fair enough I thought and duly did a few Sundays there. Very few tips I might add. Anyway, fast forward to when we are in our thirties, talking about that place and I say what mean bastards the owners were, not paying us. Friend immediately said 'what do you mean? They always paid us!' Then the horror on her face made me realise I'd been covering that shift for sod all and her sister had been paid. I was really mad about it the more I thought though we passed it off as a joke at the time. Fast forward another 25 years and I'm still annoyed about it. I'm also annoyed that her parents must probably have known as they gave us a lift there each time. Mean bastards the lot of them.