to ask for your best ever 'I told you so moment?

[AllyBee990]

I feel like we can't talk about these moments in real life without sounding smug but would love to know stories...

Mine is when a git at work left his lovely, also at work wife for a total bully, also same office. After a few months of flowers delivered to the office and rubbing it under lovely ex wife's nose, new lady chucked him hehe... I didn't say I told you so but I could tell eveeeeeryone else ( rest of the office is lovely and scandal free ) and defo his wife was thinking it.

What's yours?

I was referred to hospital with large areas of numbness on my thigh and weakness in my back. At the appointment, a complete medical history was taken, by a very keen student doctor. He was very thorough. The moment came for me to see the great man, the consultant. He breezed in, white coat flapping as he walked and a group of student doctors following dutifully behind him. He didn't bother reading the history and simply barked at me "Child birth!" I was a bit bemused and when I asked him to elaborate, he told me my health issues were very common and due to child birth. There were broad grins from the students standing behind him when I explained that as far as I knew I hadn't actually given birth to any children. The student who had taken my history actually put his thumbs up!

The other one is actually my HT to me. I was really suffering from severe abdominal pains, particularly at night. She knew I was struggling and was having a chat about how she could help (she was a great boss!). I described my symptoms to her and she said that she reckoned I had gallstones. I said that I didn't think so and brushed her off. A few weeks later, I was diagnosed with .... gall stones. It wasn't the first time she had correctly 'diagnosed' a member of staff and we all called her Doctor after that

Labour with my 3rd DC. I waited at home until I was sure he was close, waters had gone the previous day. Midwife Sarah told me I was nowhere near active labour and could go home. I told DH I don't think I'll make it to the car. I told her my contractions were back to back with no break in between. She rolled her eyes and told me they weren't. She shoved us in a side room with just a table and chair in it and left us alone. I started pushing. DH panicked and ran around trying to find her. She eventually stuck her head in and asked if I really thought I was in labour. I said I was she she told us to follow her and marched off. We tried our best to follow but I was bearing down the whole time so we lost her. I was grunting and pushing while standing in the waiting room with people's visitors looking at me in panic, DH had wandered ahead with the bags. Another midwife clocked me and yelled “where the fuck is Sarah?!" A student midwife grabbed a pillow and threw it on the floor beneath me. Sarah showed up and tried to push me in the room next the the waiting room. My son popped out, caught by the lovely student midwife who was passing by and the pillow on the floor. Sarah went around telling everyone loudly what a great team we were and how well “we" had done.

We had recently got a new car and dh decided it would be best reversed into our fairly narrow driveway. He removed the gates from their hinges to give a bit more space. I am hopeless at reversing into small spaces and on one occasion ended up quite squint. Dh was concerned at what the neighbours would think of my parking and grabbed the car keys to sort it out.

I told him to leave it but he didn’t want anyone to think he’d parked like that. Unfortunately he misjudged the amount of space he had on the passenger side and scraped the whole length of the car on the now empty gate hinges. Worse still, the space is so narrow he had no room to manoeuvre and it scraped back along the hinges on the way back out.

He now prefers it to be parked in front of the house.

Not quite told you so but sort of. I was at my cousin's party and she decided to play pictionary. Two teams were formed but one of the guests was super competitive & banned kids from her team. Stupid competitive guest was annoying & obsessed about winning. So one team had only adults and 2nd team was mixed adults & kids. This was my team, you can guess which team won.....

My team completely thrashed the other team and competitive guest had a strop & shouted that she never loses anything. A little kid piped up 'well there's a 1st time for everything' & we all burst out laughing. The guest was fuming & refused to sing happy birthday when my cousin's cake was brought out. This woman behaved like a 35 year old stupid brat so it was v satisfying seeing her team thrashed by mine.

I used work alongside teams assessing individuals for suitability. One of candidates was just a walking nightmare, (issues with truth and underperforming etc) I raised concerns about him To line manager however they knew him on personal level and got very defensive and became quite unprofessional about it.
Within a couple of years he had done a lot of things that got this line manger into a fair bit of trouble, including lying repeatedly about some large issues and they eventually managed him out of role.

A medical one..
I had symptoms of gallstones for a few months - witnessed and informally diagnosed by exFIL, who was a doctor - and went to a local doctor to get the ball rolling for gallbladder removal.

After doing vital signs, taking blood and urine samples, weighing me, etc., the doctor asked me lots of questions about lifestyle including any smoking, any drug use, age I first drank alcohol, drinking habits, any prescription meds, any family history of various diseases, and questions about my symptoms. I answered all the questions, and when he seemed to be finished with his questionnaire I told him about my family history of early gallstone problems and gallbladder removal, which he hadn't asked about, and also my exFIL's diagnosis, following which he asked me what exFIL's specialty was, and then chuckled. He asked me to take a look at a short video in which someone talked about his ulcer and the symptoms. I had most of the symptoms, maybe missing two of them. A week later my blood work result came back showing abnormal liver function but everything else within normal ranges.

So the doctor referred me for a barium swallow to test for ulcers. I insisted it was gallstones and could I please have an ultrasound? No, let's check you for an ulcer. Okaaayyy, I said, and did the barium swallow. The result was no ulcer. I went back for another consultation to see if I could get an ultrasound, but the doctor met me in the doorway between the exam rooms and the waiting room, looked over his clipboard, and told me that based on my ethnicity and certain answers to his questions, along with my liver function result, he was going with a diagnosis of alcoholism, that I should seek help, there was nothing he could do for me as long as I was in denial. I was stunned and went home, but called his office and insisted on a referral for an ultrasound to check for gallstones. He grudgingly wrote a referral for me, and lo and behold I had dozens of them.

I had my gallbladder out two weeks later and the surgeon wrote a stinging letter to the doctor outlining my classic symptoms including abnormal liver function, which was not the result of cirrhosis, and recent pregnancy. I had one large stone stuck in my bile duct and that was the one that had caused me the debilitating pain.

"...consultant come in to see me and give an opinion. He told me in no uncertain terms that I should terminate for medical reasons that day, that I wouldn't survive and that I was being selfish as I already had 2 other children.
"When I was finally discharged from ICU having had my son at 24 weeks and having been unconscious for 2 weeks after his emergency birth I saw the consultant again and said I told you so."

They saved you from leaving your children without a mother and you still couldn't see it, and even got self-righteous enough to say "I told you so". That's a good illustration of why some medics end up treating patients like idiots.

@CoalTit

*"...consultant come in to see me and give an opinion. He told me in no uncertain terms that I should terminate for medical reasons that day, that I wouldn't survive and that I was being selfish as I already had 2 other children. "When I was finally discharged from ICU having had my son at 24 weeks and having been unconscious for 2 weeks after his emergency birth I saw the consultant again and said I told you so."*

They saved you from leaving your children without a mother and you still couldn't see it, and even got self-righteous enough to say "I told you so". That's a good illustration of why some medics end up treating patients like idiots.

Then again - What’s the difference between a doctor and God? God doesn’t think He’s a doctor!

@Clarinet so you think the doctor was playing God by making the possible ramifications clear to his patient? He was doing his job. Remember that the poster she just barely made it.

During the birth of my second child it all happened so quickly, the midwife's were just sort of floating about around me doing paper work etc and out of nowhere I just knew that babies head was coming so I said to them can you check me I'm pretty sure I've just birthed my child's head and she was like we will check you in a minute it's not happened that quickly, she was ready to leave the room and I had to say please don't leave the room as when you come back my baby will be born I really need you to check so after a short back amd forward about how it "probably just feels like that" she finally stopped and said OK ill do a quick check then I need to leave the room for a few minutes. On checking me I had infact birthed my child's head her reaction was "oh dear you were right the baby is here". The smuggest I told you beamed out my mouth and 2 seconds later my child had fully entered the world.

I went to the GP to have a general check and make sure I wasn’t missing anything I should be doing before I started trying to conceive, aged 37. GP (male obviously!) thought I would struggle to conceive because I was too old and too fat (my BMI only just tips me into overweight). Was smug when I got pregnant the first month we tried

I was young (about 8) on holiday in a B&B in Cornwall. At breakfast on the first day DDad ordered full english for everyone, and I asked to not have tomato on mine as it made me sick. DDad ignored my request, and insisted I ate the fried tomato on my plate.

Took him about 2 hours to clean up the projectile vomit from the table, floor and even walls of the B&B dining room.

He has form for this. I had gastro enteritis, he insisted that a softly boiled egg would be fine. Luckily there was a bin next to me at the time, as the carpet in that room was a pale grey colour.

I used to work in a university computing facilitiy in the early days of personal computers. We had a PhD student typing her thesis which was due in about a week. Every time she made a change to the text formating , (font stile or size), the layout went haywire. The reason which I quickly realised was that instead of letting the software take care of the layout she had put carriage returns at the end of each line as you would on a typwriter. Secondly the whole thesis was saved as one file, almost filling the 1.4Mb floppy disk and causing it to malfunction.
I politely suggested that she spent some time addressing these issues as it would make the task easier and save time in the long run.
What did I know and anyway there wasn't time. Se was still trying to sort it out a fortnight later.

DD used to struggle with a lot of foods and no matter what you did you couldn’t make her eat something she didn’t want to or she would be sick.
We were out with the in laws when DD was about 2 and MIL Felt that with the right encouragement there was no reason for DD to eat some chips. DD didn’t like chips at all then and would never eat them. We warned Mil to leave it but apparently all children love chips and so was literally shoving them in her face. I calmly said that if she did that DD might be sick. Mil got DD to open her mouth and she popped the chip in and turned to me with a smug face.
DD then gagged on the chip and vomited quite spectacularly all over the table, including on Mils food.
To be fair mil helped clear it all up and agreed that t had been a bad idea and she wouldn’t do it again.

Some of these are classic, and so many medical ones are spot on.

I've had numerous patients turn up in the ED with covid symptoms - hypoxia, fever, etc. who state emphatically that they cannot have covid. This is because covid doesn't exist, is fake news, is just the flu, etc. So we test them and lo and behold, they have covid.

Oh no they don’t! 😃

@Fluffycloudland77

Oh no they don’t! 😃

@Bumpinthenight

I went through a stage of having regular blood tests. My veins are a lot shy so there was always a struggle to get blood out. I used to take heat pads to encourage the veins!

One day, a phlebotomist looked at my arm and then took blood out of my hand. The next few times blood was removed from my hand. I turned up one day and a new phlebotomist looked concerned that she would have to take blood out of my hand as that was not standard practice. She went to speak to the head phlebotomist who called me ridiculous, told me to take the heat pad off the veins in my hand, and proceeded to hit my arm to find a vein. 5 minutes later, after stabbing me with the needle and digging around, she conceded and withdrew blood from my hand. I think my eyes said it all. I didn't go back. All future bloods were taken in clinic. From my hand.

Nobody wants to have blood from their hand rather than their arm because it's much more painful (for me anyway). So the fact you asked and came prepared with a heat pack should give them the indication this isn't your first rodeo.

I too have uncooperative veins which are 'hard to bleed'. Have been told off for it as if there's anything I can do! Needed a GTT when pregnant and was told off for my veins. 1) I've had to fast 2) it's really cold outside but I walked as quickly as I could (with PGP) to get my blood pumping and 3) phlebotomy is literally down the corridor and they are able to get blood 100% of the time first time. The midwife stropped that she was just going to have to wheel me down there if she had no luck with the last fishing attempt. Fine by me!

@AllFakeFurCoatAndNoSpanx

Years ago now and shows how long I can hold a grudge so maybe doesn't reflect well on me but...

At university I was in a small knit group of friends. I got into an intense relationship with one of the guys, who swiftly broke my heart when I walked in on him in bed with one of the other girls in the group.

His story was that she was a dear platonic friend and they were just snuggling under the duvet together to watch a movie. I knew that I had definitely seen two people getting it on. He was my first love and I was gutted.

NO ONE in that group believed me. He was "such a nice guy...you're just so insecure, they are just friends...he loves you..." it was absolutely MADDENING. Even the girl who had been in his bed tried to tell me I had got it all wrong and just needed to trust him and not be jealous of their special friendship.

Obviously we broke up and he made a big deal of forgiving me for spreading such nasty rumours about him (!) and the narrative became that we had sadly broken up because of my insecurities!

Not long afterwards, another female friend from that same friendship group started seeing him. Being an intense bunch of nineteen year olds, she invited me for a drink to discuss it with me and to check it wouldn't affect our friendship.

I said something like "obviously I think you can do better, he didn't treat me very well."

She replied with something like (sorry this was years ago!) "oh not all that again, he said you would bring all that up, what happened is..." and pedalled out the same ridiculous bullshit he had given me about how I had not seen what I had seen with my own two eyes.

I was absolutely LIVID that he was still lying about it and making me look insane!

Anyway they got together, seemed very happy, and I was civil to him at group events, but never forgot what a dick he was.

A few years later, just after we all graduated, my friend found out that he had been shagging "platonic bestie" for the entire time they had been together.

I said absolutely nothing remotely I-told-you-so-ish to friend, and was genuinely sorry as my friend was devastated. But I couldn't help feeling vindicated as everyone in that friend group finally realised that I wasn't a madwoman!

Ex and platonic bestie are now married, everyone is fine and it's mostly consigned to water under the bridge uni drama, but I still think he is a massive gaslighting bellend, and was secretly delighted to see he had lost most of his hair last time we crossed paths a few years ago.

Slight derail but how little respect did he have for platonic bestie if she was only good enough to be his bit on the side for years and only got promoted to girlfriend/wife after watching him shag all her friends?

Sheer Perseverance?

One of my colleagues is rubbish at his job, and spends most of his time interfering with my Job, let's call him Fred.

Fred job includes rotas which he mucks up without fail and I was forever rushing around after him to fix it. After he interfered in my job repeatedly and I was getting increasingly frustrated by clearing up his errors, I decided that the best thing was to stick to my job and just escalate any critical errors

My Lovely colleague tried to rope me in on sorting out a rota, Fred's too busy etc. I politely declined and explained I was trying to keep boundaries, and stop getting so involved

Lovely Colleague was lovely but obviously thought I was being unhelpful and a bit awkward. I felt a bit judged

Several weeks later lovely colleague bursts into the office and exclaims that she can't do the rotas any more, Fred is a nightmare and that she is going to keep her boundaries because she can't cope with the stress and it's made her unwell

I nodded wisely and didn't say anything!

That makes me remember a colleague who replaced me when I wouldn’t take a full time job. I didn’t take to him but they thought he was mr fantastic.

He got sacked for sexually assaulting a patient, generated numerous patient complaints incl a retired GP & the two managers had to travel hundreds of miles to a professional disciplinary where he was struck off the register. Which took several days & involved barristers as these things do.

One of the managers rang to ask if I’d go back.

Fluffy

I went to university in the as before WIFI, but there was a LAN available. We had to take our laptops to IT who would input the settings.

I went home at XMAS, changed the settings back to the dial-up network and... nothing. So once back at uni I went to see the IT bods to ask them to sort it out. Guy who was there was obviously influenced by the fact I am a blonde female and clearly didn't believe that I'd known what I was doing. So he plugged it in, switched it on, pressed a few keys, and...nothing.

I don't think I actually muttered the words, but I did think them. Two days it took him to sort it out. At least, from then on, they knew if I had a problem I really did have a problem.

Don't use your windscreen wipers until you have defrosted the windscreen, you will strip the rubber off them...

No it won't: (windscreen wipers on)
( Loose rubber flapping)

Me: I told you so...(and other words to that effect)