Good revenge stories about nasty strangers

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We need some good revenge stories to lift our spirits after reading about all the random acts of nastinesses on here www.mumsnet.com/Talk/am_i_being_unreasonable/3953798-to-ask-if-a-stranger-has-ever-been-nasty-to-you?msgid=97985195
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A woman sent me abuse on Facebook because she disagreed with something I’d posted about the Alfie Evans case - along the lines that I was too vile to live, how could I be so cruel to the parents of that poor baby, I deserved to get cancer etc. Unfortunately for her she’d been daft enough to leave her FB profile publicly visible, including where she worked. A spot of Googling, a few screenshots sent to head office and she was right in the shit.

My friend was cut up by someone in a convertible who overtook her... as soon as he smugly straightened the car in front of her a seagull flew past him and shit on his head 😊

Got bollocked by a random women Tesco for taking three steps down the (empty at time of crime) aisle the wrong way to collect an Item that I had missed. Had DS in pram and he was just getting antsy for a feed so was desperately trying to hurry up. She made me feel awful. Was told rudely and loudly ‘did I not understand the one way system’ Finished shop went out to car to find her parked next to me In the parent and child bay.....without any children. Asked her if she didn’t understand the bays were for people with children. Petty but made me feel better!

Not exactly a stranger but a fucking miserable neighbour who made our lives miserable (I won’t go into details) and whom we avoided as much as we could. We moved a couple of years ago and paid for Royal Mail post redirection. The neighbours surname is the same as my maiden name which I still use professionally......and Royal Mail picked up the name and not the house number. We got all his post. Bank statements, replacement credit cards, bills, final warning bills.......well there was no point redirecting them back as they’d only be redirected back to us. I took so much delight in shredding his mail and knowing that he was going to get in trouble for not paying final warning bills and was requesting multiple replacement bank cards and still not getting them. I was almost tempted to keep the redirection going as it made me feel so much better after all the misery he caused us.

Loving this thread. A horrible neighbour had sent me an nasty anonymous note (but left a detail which gave them away), and I need some petty little way to get back at them.

I was driving down a country road, behind a cattle truck. I was keeping a safe distance, but the guy behind me, in his lovely flashy car, obviously decided I'd left too much room.

He was trying to hassle me by driving right on my bumper, but I ignored him. He then overtook me and pushed his way in between me and the cattle truck. With perfect comedy timing, a huge stream of cow piss came out from the truck and sprayed over his car. He had the windscreen wipers going like the clappers to try to clean it off, but I could even smell it from my car, it was stinking! Clever cows 😍😍

A disgruntled football supporter on Twitter once pm'd me pictures from the Hillsborough disaster and told me I should have been crushed to death too. Like StillCoughing, I sent the lot on to his employer.

When I worked on a supermarket checkout as a teenager. If customers were rude to me, but asked for help packing their shopping I used to crush their bread with my hands as I put it in the bag. I'd also pack the eggs at the bottom and give them a ridiculous number of 1ps and 2ps in their change. It was the small things that kept me going. Still remember the satisfying feeling of squashing that bread 😂

😂 @sownahsk
@SomeHalfHumanCreatureThing give us some more details

Driving with kids in car, hot day, windows open. Got cut up by a van, had to emergency brake so beeped horn at him. Stopped at next traffic lights he proceeded to shout abuse, called me a cunt, amongst other vile abuse and said he hoped I crash and die. Stupid idiot was driving a work can with company logo and phone number.
I took his registration, pulled over and called the company and reported him. Later that day I got a call back from the company director appologising and assuring me the man had been dismissed from their employment with immediate effect.
Ha, serve him right.

A woman made a snide comment to me (don't remember what, something about my appearance) then looked to her friend for back up and her friend went "oh stop being such a cunt all the time."

Really made me laugh but also made me realise how those interactions are always about the person perpetrating them and not about the recipient.

Liking this thread 😁

I'm not sure if this was deliberate. I walk with a stick, and I'm not the fastest. Sometimes people kick the stick and you can tell it is deliberate, other times it might be an accident.

So my stick was kicked and put me off balance, whilst regaining my balance my stick when down with most of my weight on it (I'm not light) but onto the foot that had done the kicking.

I used to drive on the M6 toll quite a lot, mostly drivers are sensible, occasionally you got an idiot.

But when you use the road a lot you get to know the unmarked police cars, on more than one occasion I have been overtaking a small green golf at 70 mph and I have been tailgated and beeped at to go faster, but I know that golf has 2 police officers sitting in it and as soon as I pull in front to be overtaken by the idiot the flashing lights will go on.

@ViciousJackdaw I don't think that's quite in the spirit of the thread or have I missed something?

Not me, but my df about 20 years ago. He decided to change the front door. Dm chose the design of the glass, of course it was fancy (back then). The people came to fit the door, minus the fancy glass 🤔 they just put an ugly white panel in. They said the glass wasn’t ready. My df waited patiently whilst contacting the door company, but they were being arseholes taking their time and fobbing him off with excuses for what seemed like months.
Df remembered that the sales guy had a sporty car with a private reg. He noticed it on this guys driveway whilst passing one day. He knocked on the door and the wife answered to my unhappy dad. He wasn’t threatening, but told the wife the story. Funny how the glass got fitted to that door the next day 🤣

[quote Monty27]@ViciousJackdaw I don't think that's quite in the spirit of the thread or have I missed something? [/quote]
That should have been:
@jackdaw141
Apologies to @ViciousJackdaw

Years ago I was wandering along a shopping mall in a world of my own and someone came up and happy slapped me. He then tried leaping over a bench lengthways, misjudged, tripped and fell and last I saw of him was him hobbling off slowly limping

There was a short cut through a supermarket to my school from the bus stop. One morning I was walking through and a man (middle aged) came out with his shopping and was really ogling/leering at me. I was 6th form so not in uniform but still ... I felt quite uncomfortable and disgusted.

So busy was he with his leers he walked straight into a lamp post really hard, shopping and all. There were broken eggs dripping out of the bag. I did smirk. He had the good grace to mutter "that served me right".

My XH was a nasty, nasty man (professional debt collector who used to claim to be a psychopath but wasn't that interesting) just as an instance of his arseholeness he used to bully my best mate verbally whenever we were out as a group. Bestie is male and six foot nine, he could have ate and shit XH if he'd turned but no.... he'd start to say something and XH would interrupt and say "before you start to tell a story make sure you have a point!"
Kind of thing.
Anyway, I used to let the dog lick XH's sandwiches every day before he took them to work.

Oh and the best revenge? After a year or so of XH's nasty shit, me and the bestie got together. Everybody in his clique knew.

Honeylulu that's just reminded me of one - very similar. I was walking down the street one way when a very fit lady whizzed last me on her run. She was wearing exceptionally short shorts, more like knickers really. A man was walking on the other side of the road in the other direction and turned right around as he was walking to stare at her. He was so blatant. He ended up walking into, and ending up head first, into the large open bin, legs actually off the ground.

A horrible man shouted and swore at me because I couldn’t park in a really tight spot in the post office car park. I moved on to let him have the spot and he couldn’t park in it either. Oh how I laughed!

Very pretty. When DC was small we went to a local group for parents with under-5s. DC was about 2 and this particular day there were lots of older kids (reception class age).
One decided he wanted the toy, a wooden train engine, that DC was playing with and tried to snatch it.DC was not to be intimidated and held on. Kid kicked off and the mother asked if we could let him have the toy.
(For the record there were plenty of toys and he had shown no interest in this thing at all, having been playing in the 'kitchen,' snatching cups off a another smaller child).
I said politely that when DC finished and put it down he was welcome to it. Mother tutted and rolled her eyes and started bitching about me to her friend.
I was going to suggest that she and her child learned some manners when her son tried to snatch the train again, pulling DC from sitting to standing whilst doing so.
I got up to intervene at the same time as DC let go and the train smacked horrid boy on the head as he lost his balance.