Grudges you continue to hold

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Just drive a different way home, past a car wash and remembered how I refuse to use it on principle 😂
Years ago, I was in a hurry and no one in front - as I drove in, and was being 'washed' by one of the chaps, the one in charge allowed someone to jump the queue as they were 'in a hurry' and 'just wanted a spritz' - nope, they reversed all the way back, had everything, and I sat fuming at the the queue jumpy enablement.
Refuse to go back, I'm sure they are disappointed 😂

I had this exact same scenario. I put the flier through his letterbox and as I was walking away, he came darting out of his house and thrust it back at me, saying “I don’t believe in cats!”

Nasty man.

That made laugh, I don't believe in cats. 😁 What a 🤪.

This made me laugh! I’m glad it’s not just me that does this

A quote from Klinger - brilliant!

I hold a grudge against Marrakech. We felt cat fished by it. I tell everyone not to go there. It’s a toilet. Nothing like portrayed. Utterly awful.

My DMum still holds a grudge, from when she was 9 so about 90 years ago, against her parents who went to a family wedding with her siblings and left her behind to make the Cowman’s lunch and mind the farm.

Just thought of another one. The cashier in Halifax who was sneery & belittled me & DH ( and lots of other customers) when we queried their frequent, high fines around 20 years ago, a short while after the cashier was working on the till in Iceland. How's that working out for you Graham?!! 😆
Wish I'd said something to him. And fuck you, Halifax. Never been in a branch since. They made our lives a misery for a while.

I won’t use a particular BP petrol station as the cashier was rude to me when I got my first car, I needed help with the pump and he put too much petrol in and I had to go home and get my DH to return with extra cash.

in 1987 I had a really fit boyfriend who I’d been going out with for nearly 2 years. A new girl joined school for 6th form and set her sights on him. She turned up at a party wearing his jumper and it was obvious something had been going on. I was heartbroken, truly heartbroken. To this day I have never felt that devastated. We broke up and a few months later he tried to come with his tail between his legs saying what a mistake he’d made. He took me out for the day, bought me lunch and lots of expensive presents, we had a snog and he then said can we give it another go then? I said absolutely not but thanks for a great day. I saw the girl recently at a reunion and I couldn’t even look at her and ignored her when she tried to be all friendly and chatty and when she sent me a friend request on FB I ignored it. I will never forgive her. I do get comfort from the fact that she has never managed to maintain a relationship and her daughter is following in her footsteps. 35 years on I still feel the same strength of hatred towards her and how she made me feel.

Your BeeGee’s died is still making me chuckle!

I’m still annoyed at my mum for taking my brother and sister to Cadbury’s world and deciding that I was too old (about 13/14) without actually asking me if I’d wanted to go! They went with some random bloke she met on holiday as well (good judgement there mum). I’ve still never been.

fucking CUNT of a so called psychiatrist who misdiagnosed my mental illness - it was bipolar - when in a consutation I gave him two very obvious clues that I had "switched", that is flipped from severe depression to the start of mania. The antidepressant he had prescribed had worked within days, not two weeks or so and I reported I felt too well and was uneasy about this. He told me not to medicalise it but to enjoy it.

I was high for five whole months and did and said things I will be ashamed of until the day I die. He waved me away and didn't listen at all. Later I was on the ward, terrified and begged him to tell me I wasn't finished. "This is the scrap heap and you are on it" he said. Mtherfuker. Later, in a ward round I used a word normal for me and he sneered "THAT'S a big word. " In front of a room full of strangers.

It took four more years until a junior doctor diagnosed me correctly and life got better, but not in time to prevent the loss of my career, my house, my car and my burgeoning singing career. I did get some of this back but by no means all, hence being retired on a pittance.

Also so called friend who bullied me all the way round Tesco, telling me everything I put in my trolley was wrong and bad for the enviiiiironment. By the time we reached the ice cream cabinet I wanted to shove her fucking head in it. Also told me on another occasion that my awful childhood was my kaaaar-ma. I hate that kind of stupid talk. Later I learned the useful phrase "Do you pay my fucking wages?" There's more, but that'll do for now!

I will always begrudge my sister's behaviour about dad's bullying of me when I was a child. She'd say she hadn't noticed, it wasn't actually bullying at all and I was imagining things.

I moved hundreds of miles away, he aged, became ill and depended on her for help and his nastiness got worse and came her way instead. She'd ring me in tears to offload her misery and I was sympathetic because I was brought up to be nice to people. (Why wasn't she? Took after him, I guess.)

When he died she had a nervous breakdown. The harsher part of me thinks it jolly well serves her right. She's still on medication to this day.

You are lucky you moved away from that!

The nuns at my convent primary school. Evil bitches. What could a 5 yo child possibly ever do that warranted being stood in front of the class and beaten with a cane on the buttocks and the knuckles - I couldn’t hold a pencil for days afterwards. And being made to stand on my chair in front of the class until home time because I’d wet myself.
I curse them daily.

This thread has made me feel so much better. I've always felt so guilty about the grudges I hold ( they are numerous) even though they've all resulted from people having mistreated me (unfairly). Now I realise I'm perfectly normal - what a relief!

@ProbablyDogNappersHunX a grudge against lasagne 😂

I have a grudge against New York as I went there with a bellend of an ex boyfriend and his bell end mates and had a really shit time. Obviously not New York's fault but I have never returned and never will

Ha I've a similar one .
wanted to change my Barclays account to literally any bank. I'd had a year of issues with getting a new bank card. Called HSBC, what do I need to open an account with you, made appointment. Waited about half an hour for this appointment as they were running late. Finally get in and am asked for my documents. Hand them over. No good, the council tax bill is over three months old. I am livid now, I think in a very low tone I say well I only get one council tax bill a year, so your telling me you only open accounts from March to May?

Left there, walked over the road to Lloyd's bank who accepted my council tax bill and other docs, still with lloyd's.

Will never darken HSBC doorstep again.

And another with home insurance. Was with more than insurance, about 2 months after i got my documents for the building and contents insurance, I checked them. I was being charged for the fridge/freezer/washing machine breaking and the contents of them. I remember on the phone organising this that I had said, no I dont want this insurance. So I called up and said I never wanted this, I just want your basic insurance please. Will you cancel this bit. They had the gall to refuse. Long detailed investigations followed, Inc listening to my original phone call. They still refused, so I cancelled and went elsewhere and will never use more than again, they could be the cheapest by hundreds of pounds and they will not see a penny of mine.
Both these were around 2004. I can hold a grudge for sure

I don't believe in heaven or hell but it would be nice to think of those nuns burning in the big one for all eternity.

@Shodan · Yesterday 20:01

There is a man who is head of a martial arts body against whom I hold a deep and endless grudge, because he is a patronising, bullying liar, who accused me of disrespect (a big deal to me) and humiliated me repeatedly and deliberately in front of junior students.

That's not in a seaside town in NE England, is it? My wife put our daughter down for a place and found that others, lower down the list, had been taken on, so she asked him about it. He was vile and told her that our girl wasn't suitable.

I was working away at the time, she didn't tell me, her friend did. I poured milk on the step of his dojo a few times.

Oh I truly believe there is a place for them in hell.
The day Sister Veronica stood me on the chair is burned in my mind even 45 years later. She told the class I was being punished because I was dirty.

I hope you're right and eternal damnation awaits every last one of them.

yes nun teachers werent all the holy pure they pretneded to be

i had one who just outright hated me for no reason-if i didnt get a question right she laughed-even the kids noticed

Sasha Dyson. You can rot in hell with your sister too.

A local kebab house served me a mouldy pizza. They subsequently got a 0 food hygiene rating. It’s been years and they’ve seemingly got their act together as they’re now rated 4 or 5 but I’ll never go back there again. The trust has been broken. 😂

Also I had an aunt who hit me once and body shamed me twice as a child. I never liked her after that.

she's probably the witch that is my SIL.