Any CF Karma stories

[Bethany83]

Inspired by yesterday's thread of the bill splitting karma, which was very uplifting to read, can anyone share any stories where CF got their come uppence? These will be a wonderful read for all especially victims of CF!
I don't have any to offer I am afraid...

Ohh yes!
Theyre called Xtra now but i'm over 40 so "King Size" it is :)

Nowhere near as good as some of the others but when dd was 4 and had just started school she was invited to a massive birthday party for a boy in her class.

Dd was very shy and spent most of the party on my lap. One of the many activities was a pinata. Dd had finally left my lap and was queueing up nicely for it when a load of boys pushed in front of her. I debated going over but she seemed quite happy and I wanted to encourage her to remain “not with me”.

Anyway it seems that 4 year olds are not very good at pinatas and it got all the way to dd with the donkey looking incredibly healthy. The dad running it saw that dd was the last in the line and waited until she was nicely blindfolded and (very very gently) hitting the thing with her stick and shoved his hand into the piñata and pulled it apart. Dd ended up with more chocolate than she had seen in her life and huge congratulations for being “such a good hitter”. She was so pleased with herself she actually sat on my feet rather than my lap for the magician!

Oo oo. I have a train one. I was first trimester, getting on a long distance train. Had booked a seat at a table as I needed to work, but it was facing backwards, and the forward facing seats didn't have a window.

There was another table adjacent with a Very Important Businessman on it. I sat down at the window seat and started to unpack my laptop. He huffs and puffs and asks why I wasn't sitting at the empty table. I was just about to launch into justifying my choice, when I caught myself on, and replied "because I have a ticket and I want to".

He then huffs off to the empty table.

Next stop, the train ahead had been cancelled and all the passengers off loaded and jammed onto our train. I got a lovely group of very lovely older ladies who shared their shortbread with me, he got a harassed mum and 3 kids under ten who spilled a drink on him within the first five minutes. He refused to meet my gaze for the duration, but I was sure he was deliberately trying not to.

I was driving in Cornwall and someone parked blocking the road. Luckily they were still in their car and I asked them to move so I could get by. I couldn’t turn around or go anywhere, their passenger which got out said “you could get a bus through there”. You couldn’t.

The driver reluctantly reversed, she had loads of space but so poor was her reversing that she hit into another parked car. The smile on my face as I drove past with my dash cam.

The only thing that could have made this any sweeter would have been if the daughters introduction had been followed by "jolly good... Send him in"

This is very outing if my exDH or his then GF (later 2nd wife - he's on the 3rd now) read it but Hey Ho!

Many years ago my exDH and I were in the process of divorcing. I'd left the family home with the children (long story) and exDH had moved his girlfriend in. I was living temporarily with my parents and had found a house to buy with my share of the family home, which was being sold. ExDH decided he was going to buy me out instead and told the buyers we weren't selling. I didn't find out until my own house purchase fell through as a result. Furious doesn't begin to describe my reaction! I was now homeless and sharing a bedroom with my young children while he was languishing in a spacious 4 bed house!

I arranged for a day off work and let myself into the family home while exDH and girlfriend were at work. A friend helped me put all of GF's stuff into bin bags and pack some suitcases with exDH's personal stuff. A locksmith changed the locks for me and my solicitor posted a letter to DH in the letterbox of GF's house explaining that I had moved back into the family home and intended to buy him out. All his stuff and hers could be collected from my parents. I thought he'd go bananas so I stayed with my parents and alerted the police that he might kick off (he didn't apart from verbal abuse on the phone).

I bought him out with help from my parents and he became the homeless one (well he lived in his GF's teeny tiny cottage but you know what I mean).

... but the tale doesn't end here! Meanwhile, my exMiL had bought a whole new bedroom suite for my daughter - bed, wardrobe, 2 chests and a dressing table. She was planning on having it delivered to the family home as my DH was going to be living there. When she heard I'd moved back in, she decided she didn't want it to go to my house but exDH was staying at GF's house and MiL didn't want it to go there either. She tried to cancel it but it was made to order and she couldn't so DH phoned me to say MiL says it can come to my house after all. Meanwhile, my parents had been so disgusted at MiL's behaviour that they bought my daughter a bedroom suite themselves so when exDH phoned me, I told him I wouldn't receive his mother's furniture. He stupidly asked me what his mother was supposed to do with it! Of course I told him and added 'sideways'.

This happened only the other day, decided as it was a nice day I would take my hubby out, he has a blue badge, as we parked I put the blue badge out and went to pay for parking i was the only person at the paypoint. An old man who had walked past my car came up behind me and started saying about people having blue badges and not needing them if they have flash cars, I counted to 10 rather then say anything as I went back to my car to get hubby's scooter out this old man walked past my car giving me dirty looks, and walked straight into a lamppost! I've never laughed so much in such a long time.

Oh, that's lovely! I'm the Auntie of a child like your DD and that's hit me in the feels 😊

I was thinking the same thing, especially having worked in a family business as a youngster. But then again, I live in the Southern US, where chances are high that the boss might be Daddy.

It means nacho cheese now.

So many posters not RTFT.

I've been wishing I had a CF-gets-comeuppance story since starting to read this thread last week, just so I could scratch this itch without wasting a post.
I don't have one.

The NC thing was addressed on page one.
I know many others have picked up on the multiple subsequent repetitive replies, and kudos especially to @AwBlessmfor the laugh.
But why oh why oh why don't people read the thread before chipping in with something that's been addressed a squillion times already?

But I'm now with @blankittyblank and will forever more think Nacho Cheese when I see NC even though it's mingin.

Haha!👍😊

@xsquared you said it better than me & my waffle! no more wasted posts from me

Don’t get your knickers in a twist.

His daughter started at the bottom doing everything from the post to junior sales, she's running the gaff now😁

Her dad was the male version of The Devil Wears Prada so I wouldn't have wanted to be the snotty sales rep!

I shall be alert the next time I'm in Tesco.

"King size" Twix!

Ya dancer! <air punch>

I told him I wouldn't receive his mother's furniture. He stupidly asked me what his mother was supposed to do with it! Of course I told him and added 'sideways'.

Joyous!

😂😂😂

Not really a karma story but when I was first out of uni and worked on the switchboard for a company that got a lot of sales calls. It was a small company and I was the only one who answered the switchboard. Some of the salespeople were SO fucking rude to what they considered the “silly little girl” who worked on the phones. It always baffled me, as effectively I was the gatekeeper to the person they needed to speak to in order to make their sale.

One afternoon, an utter prick of a salesman called and was so unbelievably rude and patronising to me, spoke to me like shit on his shoe and repeatedly demanded that I connect him to the managing director immediately. He was a young, smarmy, smug salesman type and arrogance and contempt just dripped off his voice.

My job was to be helpful and polite to clients, not salespeople, so I had no qualms about telling him to bugger off and hanging up on him. He kept ringing back though, being more rude each time. Eventually I just calmly said “you know, you’re not going to get very far in a career in sales if you are so incredibly rude to the employees of the companies that you’re trying to sell to. Perhaps if you learned a few more people skills, you’d be more successful in your career?” He blustered in astonishment but I hung up on him. He tried calling again a few times, but I cancelled the call without answering (I’d started to recognise the number flashing up by then) and he eventually gave up.

Be nice to the “silly girls” who answer phones and work on reception, they hold all the power!

I'm retired now but as I posted earlier I was in admin for years, everything from reception to PA.

Yep there's some serious arseholes who think if they sound intimating you will be cowed and do what they want. I used to do it till I got older and when I had an aggressive salesperson demanding to speak to someone i would just reply "No, as I don't Iike your tone'.

Others have posted earlier about senior folk coming for interview and being dismissive to the receptionist, like others our interview always came out and asked us what the candidates were like in "real life". Little did they know their snotty attitude with us possibly ruined their chances.

The only thing that could have made this better would have been a wink and a whispered ‘just roll with this and I’ll explain later sir’

Loving this thread! @WiddlinDiddlin I can relate to the brainless enormo-cob! Bless, he sounds lovely!

But this made me snigger far too much......'he started rolling like a pound shop James Bond. What a FANNY 😆'

Brilliant! 😂

How is it karma if youre just looking down on others?

She was nasty to you, but what happened to her?! Nothing from what I can see in your story...

And I stand by every word I wrote. That woman forced me and several other lovely ladies out of our jobs by her vile scheming (one lady immediately replaced by Evil woman’s daughter) She made our lives miserable. The upper management were doing her bidding as she had had sexual relationships with a fair few of them.
I will always remember the glorious summer evening when I found out she’d died… and I will never apologise for feeling as I do about her demise. As far as I’m concerned it was Karmas finest hour!

Not at all, vile nachos and slime belong under the same rock as smelly popcorn!

Back when I was at university, I worked part time in my aunt and uncle's restaurant as a receptionist. It was my job to answer the phone, manage reservations and greet diners and show them to their tables.

It was a very popular restaurant and generally weekends were reservation only. One particularly busy Saturday night and woman and her boyfriend walked in around 6pm. I recognised her as being a vague acquaintance of my aunt (my aunt used to go to her exercise classes).

The woman didn't recognise me and snapped, "Table for 2". I asked if she had a reservation and she said no. I politely explained that we were fully booked but I could offer her a table just after 9pm. She was furious and said in a snotty tone, "Do you know who I am? I was at aunt and uncle name's wedding!" I smiled and said, "Yes, I know. I was a bridesmaid." A look of horror suddenly appeared on her face and she couldn't leave quick enough.