Whats the most t bitchiest comment you have ever heard?

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At work, local gov environment - we sat nattering on our desks and a colleague walked in from a client visit and wished one of my work-mates, "Congrats on your engagement

That was fine until my co-worker stuck out her hand to show of her diamond ring set in white gold I think it was.

The workmate who walked in said, "is that real." Honestly, she was being serious and had not noted what she had done by her insensitive comments

Have you got something to share that was insensitive?

OMG, I'm sorry for what you went through. That's terrible. Glad you're NC now.

My mum once greeted me with “goodness, isn’t that cardigan a horrid colour!” I didn’t particularly care, as I liked it and my taste is better than hers, but I did think it was quite breathtakingly rude.

@bringincrazyback that's abysmal and so abusive. I hope she rots in hell. Did anyone go to your graduation?

@Feliciacat sorry meant you ❤️💐

I didn’t have an hourglass figure then as a teenager but I do now! So I understand where you’re coming from.

"Who's the large lady in black" said by my brothers' friends' parents on a video call whilst we were on a camping holiday...

Granted, I am a "large lady" but could they not have just asked who the "lady in black" was? Was there any need to highlight my size? (I was also the only person in black)

Fucking arseholes - although, their daughter is the type who has absolutely no filter, is thick as pig shit and common as muck - so at least we know where she gets it from!

I also remember once when I was about 9ish I'd fallen out with my friend because I didn't want to go down a really tall slide in the park. I was upset in the car on the way home (her mum was driving) and the mum said "if you were mine I'd have given you up for adoption". That has stuck with me ever since, horrible woman.

I had similar at school at the age of 16. The fifth form heart throb sidled up to me in the dining room and said ‘you’re a really pretty girl, I’d have asked you out if it wasn’t for - you know !!’ The ‘you know’ was and is a congenital disability affecting my mobility. I think he actually thought he was paying me a compliment, but he just succeeded in reaffirming my original impression that he was an arrogant twat who thought he was God’s gift. Thankfully my late husband - forty years together - and the lovely man who is my partner now, weren’t so shallow !!

That's really horrible and I'm glad you found lasting love, but he was 16 at the time...there's every chance he's matured.

@Rosscameasdoody I'm glad you have and had lovely men in your life. He's probably cringing at the memory.

Er… What gave you the impression she thinks he hasn't?

It was the impression I got from the post but I'm not interested in picking it apart to explain why in order to satisfy you. Teenage experiences do stay with us.

It’s ok. We all make silly assumptions from time to time 👍

I wasn't expecting you to be so self aware.

I thought so too. I have 2 children, with c section by necessity. I made them, I carried them, I breastfed them, I am raising them. I am their fucking mother.

I still would be if I adopted them!

I just remembered another one. When I was 8 turning 9 I had a teacher who made my life hell. She hated my mum (who was also abusive) and between the two of them, I was the meat in the sandwich. I had my arm and shoulder reconstructed and despite knowing full-well that it was my dominant arm, she kept giving me detentions for messy handwriting, and for not having a note to get me out of netball during PE. (Mum refused to write one because it was fucking stupid when my arm was in plaster almost to my neck.) She also took any attempt to humiliate me in class and whack me with the big ruler or throw chalk. (Early 80’s)
Anyhow many years later, I had literally just flown back into my hometown in Australia and had jet lag. It was about 6am when I wandered into the local convenience store to get some eggs, etc… I hear “Fraaaaahnces!” I turned around and she was stocking milk into the shelves. I immediately went sweaty and had shaky hands. She then asked “How many kids have you got then?” - Ummmm… none. Why? “I thought for sure you’d end up a single mother.” Then I grew a spine and told her that no, I had a music degree and had just returned that morning from a year’s scholarship singing opera in Vienna. She then piped up with, “I didn’t know you could sing!” I pointed out that I would have hardly had the chance, and what’s more she taught me when I was 8 years old! She then started mumbling about canals and gondolas, and Vienna being very romantic. I said “Yes it is, but you’re talking about Venice. I guess geography wasn’t your thing - maybe you should go back to school!”

Love this. It was your "Pretty Woman" moment. Hope you weren't back visiting your awful mother either.

Visiting my family home, I was on my way out when my sister said: Are you going out like that?

Me: Like that?
Her: Erm… yes…
Me: (raises eyebrows)
Her: … the colour.
Me: what colour
Her: It is soooo last year’s!

Until that point I didn’t realise someone could offend their very own intelligence by trying to put down someone else. Yet, although I didn’t care or even remember what colour I was wearing, I found it quite hurtful that she saw fit to clutch at straws to try to make me feel bad about myself.

@Fraaahnces I hope you're NC with your mother? I'm glad you're doing well now.

When I showed my engagement ring to my husband best friend and partner she said what stone is that cubic zirconia!

That’s why I never replied to the comment. He probably did mature but it will never undo the damage he inflicted with that one put down.

On introduction to a male friend’s new serious girlfriend. She was typical pretty, clearly cared a lot about her appearance in a very beauty aware sort of way.
”oh, so nice to finally meet you …. (few seconds later ). You would be so pretty with a tan. “

I was speechless, esp because I thought I WAS pretty … I still don’t know right reply to a comment that.

Sorry for the length of my post!

I had a teacher who as well as being quite creepy was also very unpleasant to me. I have ND and some learning difficulties but I'm also quite intelligent, so back in the late 90s when I was in school I just had a reputation for pissing about, not actually trying when I really was.

This teacher would keep me behind 5 times a week, sometimes for reasons he's made up. (First lesson he accused me of chewing gum and I wasn't, so he demanded to smell my breath which was still minty from brushing my teeth roughly 20 minutes earlier but he kept me in anyway, lots of keeping me late so I'd miss the bus etc)

Anyway I was quite shy and didn't really talk and this big booming bastard would scream in my face if I didn't know an answer how I was never going to amount to anything and how I'd never "even stack a shelf". I would be told this minimum 5 times a week.

I left school at 14 with no quals, but I got a job and I even did additional work in a kitchen, including stock rotation so technically shelf stacking. I then did some nvqs and at 20 was quite experienced, mature and had a senior role which paid me about 1600 a month back in 2006. So I got a really decent 100% mortgage and bought a beautiful house that the owners reduced by 36k, due to a sale fail.
It was quite a nice street, lovely houses and as I moved in a man and a dog walked past admiring the houses and he recognised me before I did him, my old teacher.
I was literally carrying in boxes of my babys things and he asked me quite surprised about how I'd managed to buy the house, I looked at him and said, which felt like Christmas, "I stacked enough shelves, sir". And just walked into my new home. If I could bottle that feeling, I'd give it to everyone, it's something we should all experience.

The house prices crashed a year later but by the time I sold they'd risen and I made a good bit of profit. I was very lucky and I'll never ever not be grateful I never thought stacking shelves or cleaning toilets or caring for the elderly was ever something to be ashamed of. Stacking shelves/wiping bums etc got me on the property ladder as a 20 year old single mum. 🤘🏻

Yes, it’s amazing the amount of jealousy that’s out there when you achieve something that’s really difficult to do 🤷‍♀️

@Oversharingnamechanged what an amazing story. Bloody hell. Well done!!!