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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Years ago on the tube, someone got up to offer a seat to a pregnant woman and a guy shot past her and sat on the seat. When people looked astonished he winked and said "it's a tough world." At the next stop, the guy sat next to him grabbed the guy's briefcase and through it out onto the platform. As the guy flew out after it he said " yep, it's a tough world"

@Magicra84 but it's ok to rip people off on a wide scale because it's only a fiver each? If they are a fraudulent business which it sounds like they are then they deserve everything they get

@jackdaw141 - please leave them otherwise the subsequent posts referring to yours won't make any serve.

I went on my dog walk and when my dog did a poo, I picked it up in the bag and had an idea. Dropped the poo back out of the bag and onto their car windscreen. It was a bit of a soft poo so not sure how they’d clean it off

Inspired!

The only reason why there are two adjacent posts is because I accidentally hit send halfway through what would have been a single post.

That's what I assumed you'd done, Jackdaw

I think Monty must have commented before reading your 2nd instalment.

@jackdaw141

Oh I have just thought of another one!

One evening I was on my favourite social media site, recalling a story of how during the Covid-19 pandemic I came across a fraudster on the internet hiding behind the veneer of a respectable company and how I had effected some research to be able to let consumers (and the police, HMRC, trading standards etc) know about their shenanigans. A stranger on the internet rubbished my little scheme and raised eyebrows at me . Imagine my joy the very next day when several other members of my favourite social media site called that stranger out.

what?

I dont understand the outrage at contacting places of employment? I run a business. I would WANT to bloody know if my employees were posting abuse online, being racist, defrauding people, driving dangerously and putting people at risk.
They represent my company and I'm not having people like that work for me. Obviously, any complaint would be investigated fairly but its really not difficult to not abuse people or drive dangerously or defraud people is it? I manage not to do those things on a daily basis!

[quote Magicra84]@jackdaw141 you sound unhinged. That's not clever or funny. Don't fuck with people's lives or businesses like that.[/quote]
OMG seriously again?!😂

Fucking classic

Very petty but when I worked in a department store; if people were horrible I used to rip holes in their carrier bag if they bought a DVD player and a scart/hdmi cable so the cable would (hopefully) fall out.

They had to be genuinely horrible though - like making a colleague cry by being a bully

@Magicra84 What? @jackdaw141 shouldn’t report people who are blatantly scamming others & stealing money?!?

Well done Jackdaw141

[quote Magicra84]@jackdaw141 you sound unhinged. That's not clever or funny. Don't fuck with people's lives or businesses like that.[/quote]
That was a quick name change monty!

Karma story here
I bumped into an old friend and we went for a coffee to catch up. She was telling me the terrible issues she was having with her new kitchen and how awful the person had been who had been out to inspect the issues, really nasty and patronising and a bit sleepy, probably because she was quite young with a toddler (and actually looked even younger than she was). I asked who the kitchen company was - it was the one where my brother was the UK Sales Director! A sacking followed by a huge discount on the kitchen, free appliances and an apology by the Regional Manager and a bunch of flowers

@Monty27 I thought exactly the same as you as I didn't see the subsequent post. The only person that should feel embarrassed and move on is Vodkacranberryplease for called Monty a 'miserable fucker' for obviously just misunderstanding the post.

I see @Monty27 has not been back to apologise

When I worked for a well known mid price high street jewellers a woman came into the shop and slammed a jewellery box down in front of me (I'd not seen or served her before) she immediately started shouting at me about how the bracelet inside had broken within 2 days of wear. She shoved the bracelet in front of my face and very very loudly demanded to know how we got away with selling such crap quality products, how it had ruined her daughters birthday and what kind of compensation was I going to give along side a refund. The shop was quite busy and most customers had gone quiet to watch.
I recognised the box so I waited for her to finish, unfolded the receipt and politely but loudly told her she needed to go back to Warren james where she'd bought it from and she if they could help.

A school mum was gossiping about me many years ago as she walked past me, making it clear it was aimed at me (our children had fallen out as 5 year olds do) swearing etc, well she turned for too long and walked straight into a lamp post. I laughed every time I saw the bump on the side of her face.

Someone was tailgating me for doing the speed limit, he was flashing, beeping and swearing at me to move (I couldn’t), when we eventually came to a point he could overtake he ended up driving straight onto a raised roundabout ahead and damaged his car badly.

I had two horrible bosses at the same job the first one treated me differently to the others so it was very stressful, she was eventually sacked for gross misconduct. I had the pleasure of sarcastically wishing her luck on her last day. The second was lazy and rude to everyone, I left my job because of her and so did many others, she was eventually sacked too.

Back in the day, the Inner London Education Authority ran Play Centres and Holiday Play Schemes, and teachers were asked to clear their classrooms for visitors' use when it was your school's turn to host. As the summer holidays began, I realised that I had left some personal possessions at school, so popped in to retrieve them.
As I walked into the playground I was aggressively challenged by the supervisor before I could politely introduce myself. I appreciate that Child Protection is vital, but the presence of several children bouncing up and down crying , "Hello Miss Twosheds!" might have been a clue that I was a regular member of staff. Grudgingly, I was allowed into my own classroom, which the Play Scheme needed for activities.
Three years later, it was our school's turn again, and I found myself in the same position, except that Mrs Aggressive had not yet reported for duty that day.
The headteacher was a wonderful man, but one of his few failings was that he could not be trusted with a key; there were so many on the keychain, it was like a Bermuda Triangle for keys.
So, the only key to my classroom was the one in my possession.
I retrieved my stuff, locked the classroom door and went home. The only way access could be gained was by tracking me home, acknowledging who I was, and asking me to unlock - which strangely, did not happen.
A little later I was trying to earn a bit of money for a house deposit, so I signed up for Play Centre sessions after school, and it transpired that because I was a qualified teacher, I automatically came in at a higher grade and payscale than Mrs Aggressive.
I made a point of always being scrupulously polite to her,

@Hoppinggreen

Karma story here I bumped into an old friend and we went for a coffee to catch up. She was telling me the terrible issues she was having with her new kitchen and how awful the person had been who had been out to inspect the issues, really nasty and patronising and a bit sleepy, probably because she was quite young with a toddler (and actually looked even younger than she was). I asked who the kitchen company was - it was the one where my brother was the UK Sales Director! A sacking followed by a huge discount on the kitchen, free appliances and an apology by the Regional Manager and a bunch of flowers

Jesus Christ! Ruining someone’s life based on a bit of hearsay?

A one way street near me was blocked at the exiting end for months a year or so ago. You could still go up there but had to drive back down the wrong way. Loads and loads of signs at the entrance warning you it was closed at the other end but the road itself was still open.

There was one time I had just turned the car around to drive back and I man and his (presumably) girlfriend had just driven up the road and were beeping me to tell me I was going the wrong way and kept pointing the one way sign to me, oblivious to the fact that the whole road behind me was blocked. I tried to politely tell them that the road was closed and they wouldn’t be able to get out and was told to fuck off and they still insisted that I was going the wrong way. I had to get the road closed sign and point at all the railings and rubble behind me.

I then got to follow them down the road as the driver had to reverse the whole way when he could have simply done a 3 point turn as I’d done. I didn’t laugh at all.

I worked in a bank when I was 16 as a cashier. A man came with a plastic bag filled to the brim with change- we couldn’t accept coins not bagged correctly as our till wouldn’t have the space for it. I offered to sit with him and help him bag it and he went ballistic. He was screaming and swearing at me and banging his fist on my till. The manager came over and threatened to call the police unless he left. He shouted ‘maybe you should employ some fucking useful staff instead of that ugly cow’ and grabbed his bag..... which immediately broke because of the weight. The noise of all those coins hitting the floor was amazing. I really struggled not to laugh!

One night after work, there was a huge queue waiting at the bus stop for the park and ride. It was absolutely pouring with rain. DSis and I were fairly near the front. One woman marched right up past everyone waiting and got on the bus first. DSis was raging. She made a point of shaking out her umbrella on the woman as she walked past and I cringed behind her. When we got back to the car park, lady flounced off to her car (posh beemer) we went to Dsis’s car (old little Kia). Car park is one way and if a car is reversing out of a space you can’t get by. My sister saw her driving up in her car, so she made a point of reversing out verrrry slowwwly. I had my head in my hands. The woman was revving waving her hands for us to move. DSis honestly took about five full minutes taking her time winding her up and driving our at a snail’s pace with the woman right up her rear 🙈 I wouldn’t have the balls but I’m glad my sister did!

One night I was on a train when a loud, boorish, overbearing, fat, middle-aged man (no, it wasn’t Prince Andrew because he was sweating!) got on and sat at the table in the opposite aisle to me. He was one of those annoying men who was full of himself: he loved the sound of his own voice and was trying to get my attention by saying to the man sitting opposite to him “Oh, look at her over there. You can tell she’s desperate to join in our conversation rather than reading that book!” (“Book” and “look” rhymed with “spook“ - so he wasn’t from the area.) I ignored him (I was trying to revise for an exam) but throughout the journey he carried on trying to attract my attention failing miserably at every attempt. He thought he was funny and charming. I thought he was an irritating cunt.

I heard him telling the man (very loudly) in the seat opposite that he needed to get off at a particular station but wasn’t sure about the connections. The man said he should get off at the next station to get the connecting train. The train stopped and the annoying twat picked up his suitcases and tried, one last time before he left the train, to get my attention. I ignored him. The train remained in the station for about five minutes. Just before it set off again the annoying twat barged into the carriage struggling with his suitcases. He was out of breath, red faced and sweating even more because he’d been running around the station on a wild goose chase, looking for a connection which he didn’t actually need. His destination was the next stop on the train he’d caught in the first place so he should’ve just stayed put!

When the train arrived at his destination his face was like thunder when I put my book away, stood up, and walked to the door. He got up and stood behind me. He didn’t say a word. I got into my taxi and smiled at him. He hadn’t ordered one and that station is in the middle of nowhere in a rural area where taxis are hard to come by.

It’s the small victories!

Erm this will probably go down like a lead balloon but it's the only one I can think of.. there was this guy we used to know, an acquaintance more than a friend and he could be a right dick head.
We were younger than him but he seemed to like being around the young ones, especially the lads as he like to boss them around and be "in charge" .
So we were at a party, I was sitting right next to him and he suddenly grabbed my head and screamed really loudly right into my ear. I'm not sure if he "popped" my ear drum as I never did get it checked but it felt like it and hurt for weeks afterwards.
I left the room to clam down as it hurt and I was upset (not wanting to cry in front of peers) anyway, as I was walking back into the living room, this guy was sitting with his back towards me and all I could see was his stupid big bald head. And then I caught sight of a cactus next to the door I was walking threw. I grabbed the cactus and hit him right over the head with it, smack bang in the centre of his bald patch
He chased me up stairs but my then boyfriend was up there and saw me run into the bathroom trying to get away from him so luckily he was stopped from hurting me again.

Later on this guy was leaving and he was having a go at some of the lads for nothing much, just being a bully and trying to intimidate them. Just as he was leaving he asked for a lighter off one of the lads which they handed over, just as he tried to light his cigarette the lighter exploded in his face (didn't set on fire, but the metal part came off and smacked him right on the nose ) he obviously got a fright and whilst we all did too, we couldn't help thinking it was funny. He tried to win back some control over us all but didnt manage it and left shame faced.