To have smiled sweetly and said nothing to this school bully

[DrinkFromMyFountain]

14 years ago I left school. There was one girl who made my life hell, said a load of nasty things about me and told me I would never amount to anything. She also said I'd end up single and Childless at 30 working in a shop. (NB I see nothing wrong with this, but it was meant in a horrible, nasty, put downy way). This was amongst various other things she said and did to try to make my life a misery.

This morning I took my car to the car wash and saw her working there washing cars.

I ordered my car wash for my naice car with my baby DS in the back and said "fancy seeing you here". She made a grimace of a face and carried on with her work.

Karma you beauty.

My bully was an adult who had a good 30 years on me, I'm past being angry (an terrified) now though if I saw him I think the anxiety would come back. I used to fantasise ll the time about the different ways fate or karma or vengeance could be have. Never happened though. At the time, I would have loved to see him get his, now I only care enough not to ever see him again.

That is a good outcome LeGavr after a horrific time.

Nobody should look down on someone because they work in a shop or a car wash or a factory or whatever but realistically a lot of people do. They might not even be aware of it but I do know that people who are deemed to be sucessful with good jobs get treated differently.
I think anyone who had been bullied relentlessly for years would take satisfaction if they saw the bully doing a job that didn't require many qualifications. Why pretend otherwise.

Because it makes the person in question sound like an arse?

This thread has made me realise how nasty some of the posters are on here.
I work in a shop. It pays the bills and puts food into my children's bellies.

Now it's got me wondering if people look down on me

I had a shit childhood and I wasn't a bully. I was the victim.
No sympathy for bullies here.

The Queen Bee at my school (model, rich family, biggest bitch on the planet, aunt was a teacher at the school too) was cheating on her fiancé with the neighbour for years. She came back from her honeymoon (husband was the ignorant fiancé) to find out that her house had burned down, the whole town knew about her affair and her husband then left her on the spot.

Haha.

My mum was at a party once, with the snobby mum of a guy who bullied me. Snobby mum made a point of saying loudly how wonderful her son was. Mum kept quiet.

Then she got a phone call from the police to collect her son.

Priceless.

Resurrecting this thread from two years ago is fucking weird.

Really fucking weird.

Why is it 'really fucking weird' Pagwatch? Someone has obviously done a search on bullies and has just added to the thread!

Well I'm really fucking weird then Pagwatch

Really fucking weird

It's good to be weird

Fwiw I don't see anyone slating people for working in a shop. Some of you have gotten hold of the wrong end of the stick.

I've seen some of the bitches and tossers since I left school. Not long after I left one of them used to stop me regularly for a chat like we were old mates or something. Far from it in fact. At school she loved to torment me and generally make my life hell. It gave me great pleasure to give her one word answers and leave her standing. Why the Fuck should I have been all pally with her, she was a bitch. If I saw her now I'd ignore her.

And I'm no goddess but some of them have not aged well and look like life's been tough for them. Ha! fucking ha!!

Subliminal speaks a lot of sense on this thread.

Fucking hell, just spent far too long reading 21 pages of this and it's 2 years old

Me too Pretty!!

Just start a new thread.
Someone posted a reply to getorf who hasn't been on here for ages.

I was enjoying seeing some posters I haven't seen about for ages before I realised it was an other zombie thread

Slightly different to the stories on here, but I was bullied horrendously by various groups of girls at secondary school.

One of them lived in the same street as me, and our parents still live there, and one day I was walking to get the bus home when this particular girl approached me. I started to feel like that terrified young schoolgirl again, but she totally flummoxed me by giving me a heartfelt apology for all the years of torment.

I accepted without a second thought, and admired her for it.