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?

Ex and I had the same model of car. Ex took his to the garage to get it MOT’d and when he got home was complaining to me that the garage were a bunch of con artists, they’d done something to his car that meant a red exclamation mark light was on and the acceleration was fucked. He was convinced they’d deliberately done something to make him return and spend loads of money. I immediately said it sounds like you’ve just left the handbrake on. He looked at me witheringly and said “how long have you been driving your Prius? I hate to break it to you but there isn’t a hand brake on a Prius. God, you give women drivers a bad name”. I said something along the lines of it not being an actual handbrake but it’s where the clutch is on normal cars and it does the same thing as a handbrake. Again he looked at me like I was a complete idiot and told me that pressing the brake after you stop isn’t the same as putting on a handbrake. I couldn’t be arsed to argue so I left it. I asked the next day and he said that it had stopped doing it and it must have been a glitch. He obviously worked out exactly what I meant and couldn’t bring himself to admit that I’d been right. Twat.

@DebHagland

I sell handmade fudge and I was at a food festival. I sell a chilli chocolate fudge that has a real chilli kick. A couple sampled the chilli fudge and their son (about 7-8 years old) said he wanted to try it. They told him repeatedly that it had chilli in was very hot and he wouldn't like it. Son then proceeded to throw a major tantrum demanding he wanted the fudge. After a few minutes of the tantrum, dad said OK you try it "but you won't like it". The fudge has a trick to it, you get chocolate first, and it takes about 30 seconds for the hit of chilli to kick in. So son ate the chilli fudge, and with a big smug grin on his face said "I like this" then the chilli hit, the shock on his face was a picture, he swallowed it then got the real shock, the second much hotter chili kick hits you when you have swallowed it. Parents just stood there howling with laughter. Dad came back later to thank me and tell me son had been a pain in the butt showing off all morning and the fudge incident had fixed it.

This reminds me of the horrible trend where parents humiliate their kids and post videos of it online. Really crap parenting.

This thread just makes me think healthcare in the UK is absolute shite.

I can relate to that @fuckyouj

My 1st baby. Didn't sleep, struggled with sensory issues. Hated Playgroup. Strugged Nursery & School. GP & HV dismissed me as 'overanxious'. When he was 7 I asked them to assess him / offer me some guidance / support. I suspected his Father had ASD as well as Dyslexia & I was sure that at least one of those was present for Ds. NHS/School refused (basically the same thing in our tiny rural area, GP runs Scouts & PTA, Head plays golf with GP, both involved with Church, it's a total cover situation). No assessments (racial comments about my accent were used to explain the fact he couldn't read or write!), no support / signposting, just shut up & get on with it.

I went to see an NHS Consultant well out of area privately who said that yes I was anxious but that the child clearly had problems and needed a full ADOS ASD assessment. Paperwork was sent to School & GP to start this process. By the time I'd got home (we made a 4 day 'holiday' for kids as 350m trip) I'd been referred by my local GP to Social Services for 'potential future emotional harm casused by subjecting child to unnecessary assessments'. The SS referral didn't progress but I was told it 'could be reopened any time'.

I was in a bad marriage, not working, & couldn't leave the area.
2 years later, with my son still being bullied (by the GP's son...) I cracked, somehow got a bank loan, & left.
End of 1st Term at new School the Head approached me & said: 'MrsBlue, please don't be offended but we'd like your permission to refer your ds for ASD assessment as we have concerns'. It took about 10 months (the system is slow) but he was diagnosed by an NHS Team of Psychiatrist, Psychologist, OT, SaLT, & specialist ASD Teacher. When I asked was it Aspergers or ASD they said it was the 'barn door' type of Autism. When I looked puzzled they said: 'it's as obvious as the big doors on a big barn (he was dx Aspergers)

My 2nd child was diagnosed ASD (PDA) 2 years later.

I have since seen that GP. I told them what had happened. I also made clear that I'd felt I had no choice but to leave, which had split up the family & messed up my kids very fragile friendship groups.
They didn't even look abashed. Shameful stuff.

My father told me my ex wasn’t the right match for me when I wanted to get married. He fully respected my will to go ahead, and supported me beautifully when it all fell apart. He never said “I told you so” explicitly but his intuition was spot on.

We have above ground water pipes to supply the watering system in various parts of our garden. When we moved in DH saw that the previous owners had put hard half pipe covers over them, protecting the softer plastic pipe underneath. He thought they were ugly, so removed them. I mentioned that perhaps that wasn't a good idea because it would make it very easy to cut the soft water pipes with the strimmer when the grass needed cutting. Oh don't worry, he says, I know exactly where the pipes are.

Sitting happily in the kitchen one day, sound of strimmer in the background. Suddenly hear a really loud shout and run out to see if DH had hurt himself... and there he is standing under a huge fountain of water, soaking wet and looking very sheepish

No need for words, I just gave him that look and went back in and poured myself a glass of wine

About 10 years old, just as we’d piled up outside home, I told DDad I felt car sick. He told me not to be so ridiculous. I then threw up EVERYWHERE! Can’t remember if I said, I told you I felt sick or not but I should have done

After a couple of years of being fed up of DHs uselessness with money,
I said to him, I'll remind you once for everything.
Past that point, its your choice.

So he got a letter saying he had a payment on a court fine bounce (a driving fine that HD left until it went to court)
I said to him at that point, it's £30, call them any pay it. It isn't worth the faffing of not doing anything and it biting you in the arse.

And I wiped my hands of it, until one morning someone's hammering on the door.
I open my bedroom window, who are you, and what do you want? I say bleary eyed.

"Were enforcement agents, were looking for " Mr nowayout"

"What's he not paid now? I'm coming down- give me a minute!"

Hes in the toilet. I tell him you've got something to deal with, it's about your court fine.

This was a Friday morning, and he hadn't had his wages arrive yet..usually they'd arrive between 12am and 12 midday.

I put the kettle on for them, and waited.

He comes out of the toilet, to find the debt that remained was £30 but was over £450 because of the additional fees.
He had about a fiver in his account. The agents obviously understood the situation quite well and tore strips off him as they took payment from my card because I'd pointed out to him that my DLA had just gone in the bank and that wasn't what it was for.

Touch wood. I haven't had to deal with enforcement agents since (at the time it was a regular thing that they turned up because of him)
And it hurt him when I made him pay it back, especially knowing that it had inflated by over 10x the cost because he hadn't dealt with it.

He couldn't understand why I'd told then if they were back in the area to pop in for a cupp!la he just thought they were so horrible to him!

My OH who was fit, active and healthy, started having numerous different aches & pains, lots of bruising, heart palpatations, and managed to break a few ribs without knowing how he'd done it (just severe pain and bruising for no reason). After not going near a GP for about 20 years, he suddenly became a regular and kept getting the brush off, with the usual "take paracetamol" etc. He saw virtually every GP at the practice over a period of around 5 years. They arranged the odd blood test, an x-ray to confirm the broken ribs, an ECG, but nothing ever showed up as irregular, so they kept putting it down to stress, being an older parent, etc., basically just patting him on the head every time he went. He'd clearly been given some kind of "time waster" on his record!

After a few years of getting more and more worn out, withdrawn, pain, and general deterioration in his health and quality of life, i.e. he had to give up his golf, swimming, cycling, etc due to pain, he booked an appointment for a severe pain in his foot, which turned out to be another broken bone with no reason, but instead of the regular GPs, he saw a locum. OH said the locum actually seemed to listen, and took a full history of the last few years, and must have recognised the symptoms and signs as she ordered a different kind of blood test.

Turned out it was treatable but incurable bone marrow cancer. He was fast tracked to get chemo etc to get it back under control. His main (named) GP has since apologised and said it's so rare in middle aged people he never gave it a thought, despite all the symptoms staring him in the face. Just such a shame that he had years of pain and discomfort not knowing what was causing it and being fobbed off by the GPs, expecially when a locum spotted it in a single consultation!

Another one

Not long after I'd given birth to DD2, she was being checked over by the midwife who spotted what she thought was a bruise on my daughter's lower back. Lots of to-ing and fro-ing with doctors etc giving me odd looks. I repeatedly told them it was quite common in Asian babies (my daughters are part Asian) and it's what's known as a Mongolian spot or mark, but nobody listened.

Eventually, a lovely Chinese paediatrician appeared and told them that I was totally correct and that the mark would eventually disappear.

It was a London hospital too, with a diverse population, so I'm amazed they weren't aware of it.

On a field work trip run by a more senior colleague, in a very rural part of a developing country.

Early in the trip: Me "we should get up earlier in the day, and work in the morning so we can get back to our accommodation before dark, it's dangerous to drive in the dark". Him "no, you have a bad attitude" (I paraphrase, but this was basically the message).

Later in the trip we were navigating out of a village in the dark. Said village was down a very steep escarpment with no actual road. While trying to get back up the escarpment, one vehicle missed the track completely, went into a big crack, front wheel got stuck and the tyre came off the rim. We needed to be towed out by the other vehicle, then change tyre, all in the pitch black, middle of nowhere. I held my tongue but seriously, he is lucky it wasn't something more serious where someone was hurt.

Oh there's been a few but most recently...

A friend (not a close friend) of mine has always been anti covid, anti covid vaccine - her choice and we can all make our own decisions. She's caught covid this week and has been pretty damn poorly - not to the point of hospitalisation but probably close, she has health problems. After months and years of posting anti covid anti vaccine stuff on social media, she's now posting how ill she's been for sympathy. She's not posting it to raise awareness, just for sympathy. She's very competitive and her symptoms had to be worse than everyone else's... just last week she posted she didn't believe in covid and now not every illness or symptoms is covid (it's not obviously) but basically she was saying how it doesn't exist, now it does in her mind and she expects all the sympathy.

DH and the BT Saga.
A VERY long story, but in a nutshell we had serious issues with BT internet which they couldn't sort. Eventually after six months BT decided they weren't throwing any more money at the problem and told us we could leave our contract. As DH is WFH we needed the stable connection with some desperation, so went to a company who guaranteed to fix any line. The catch being they were more expensive.

Sure enough, new company fixed line within the month and all was wonderful again. He could work, I could watch Netflix. Bliss. Until he decided it was too expensive and now it was all fixed we could return to BT. I questioned this, but apparently it was 'all fine'.

Within a week of being back with BT he's given notice and gone back to the expensive company. Load of faff for nothing. And yes, I absolutely said 'I told you so!'

Mine is small but beautiful. I was playing pool in a pub with a group of friends. A bloke said loudly 'Women can't play pool!' really loudly just as I took a shot which by sheer fluke was an absolute cracker, bouncing off the sides perfectly and potted the ball like a dream. He looked like a right prat.

My GP said that was absolutely no way I could possibly know I was pregnant at 7dpo and to stop being ridiculous. Until I waved the clearly positive FRER at her (along with the OPK confirming date of OV).

This hardly ever happens to me, so I have to dredge through to forty odd years ago when I could drive but now ExDH (was boyfriend then) hadn't yet passed his test.

Of course I did all the driving but not having a licence didn't stop him telling me what to do. Mostly this didn't matter - especially if it was directions etc, but once we were on the motorway just yards away from our exit and there was a queue of traffic. Some bright sparks decided to pull onto the hard shoulder and undertake the queue and take the exit. He went on and on about how I should do the same and how we would be waiting ages. I refused and had to put up with his whining.

Eventually the queue moved enough for us to take the exit. Then we saw that just out of sight a police car had stopped and was booking all the chancers who had sneaked off.

Of course I gleefully pointed this out to him (am only human) and he looked sheepish for about 30 seconds, but then told me that I wasn't to mention it again, once was enough. I did vaguely wonder at the time why that didn't appear to apply to him - in fact I asked him once, but he said whenever I "transgressed" it was more serious.

It's a pity Mumsnet wasn't around then - my life could have been so different.

ds, fell off bike landed on elbow. both ds and dh said it's fine, I said no its broken, not sure how I knew, just did.

I took ds to A+E, lots of texts from dh and comments from ds saying asking if we were still waiting, we would be low priority, it would be embarrassing when they said it was just a bump etc.

Xray back, elbow was broken and yes I said I told you so to both of them!

Long car trip with family friends. We’d been travelling north all day (as any fool could see on the map) so when at lunch time they asked me to swap seats with the son my age ‘because he’d had the direct sun on him all morning so far’ I was a bit bemused why they thought that would work but ok, adults know best.

Apparently it occurred to no one else that driving north an entire day meant the sun was now on the other side of the car 😂. So if he didn’t whinge and make me change sides after lunch, he would’ve had the shade for the rest of the trip. There was some unhappiness when they realised but I pointed out I hadn’t tricked anyone, and I didn’t point out the flaw in their reasoning when I was told to switch because I assumed three adults and a child my age also knew that the sun does what it always does!

Sadly I was right in a negative way about something... DH was very insistent we have a wood worktop in the kitchen.

I said there was no way we could look after one, they were very easily damaged and not practical for a family kitchen, we are messy and have kids, I refused to take on the regular oiling they need (because I didn't want it in the first place) and he said he'd do it but I knew he wouldn't.

He did the oiling about half as often as it should be done in first 12 weeks and has barely done it since, so after about 2 years (it's 5 years now) it was covered in marks and blotches and a year or so ago he admitted I was right and we shouldn't get wood again!

@BordelDeMerde

Dp made a veranda for our house. As he was building it, I mentioned that I thought the slope of the roof wasn't enough to ensure rain water ran off. "No, no, it's fine." I mentioned it a few more times, more insistently, only to be told each time that he knew what he was doing. That fucking leaky veranda enrages me each and every time we get heavy rain. I refrain from pointing it out though, because I am an actual saint.

How? How do you refrain? You are an actual saint. I wouldn't be able to stop saying 'I told you so!' every time it rained.

gelato glad to hear he is your ex. I was hoping final paragraph was and so we left him behind to his pot noodle for one on Christmas Day and had a lovely Christmas with my family in America.

About a few years ago I got into a pretty heated online debate with an orthopaedic surgeon, complaining somebody had disabled the USB port on the keyhole surgery equipment stack - meaning they couldn't easily store images for their own reference.

I'd explained that If I have my way, I'd block every USB port in the NHS, along with every website that hadn't been explicitly authorised for work purposes and vetted for security, to firstly help maintain data security and secondly to prevent importing unwanted viruses etc.

About a dozen NHS consultants weighed in with their 'expert' opinions as to why I was an idiot, literally 90minutes before a ransomware attack disabled a huge swathe of NHS computer systems for about 3 days.

In my late teens babysat for a family wife really nice Dh superficially ok but abit of a knob. Turned out he had been serially unfaithful. The wife kicked him out. She asked me to babysit after they had split. He was there seeing the kids when wife’s date collected her in a sports car - gorgeous man even to my 18 year old self. The wife looking gorgeous got into the car and they drove off. The Dh had a massive man tantrum. Was very funny.

A ex-boyfriend bought a full-length mirror and was planning on propping it upright behind the seats in his sports car to drive home.
I said don't do that, the wind resistance will break it.
Don't be daft he said, I'll drive slowly, yada yada yada
Got about 50 yards down the main road and it snapped in half!

He's an ex for a reason...

Mine was a v long one but I spent 8 years going back and forth to the doctors with constant infections, I had over 50 blood tests, my records show over 75 courses of antibiotics and I was sure something was wrong to the point of crying in the surgery. Nearly lost my job due to sickness

I went back with night sweats and saw a lovely locum GP, they did bloods that day. I got a phone call that evening asking me to go straight to hospital. Arrived to find everyone masked up (pre Covid) and directed me to the Macmillan centre

The nice GP had plotted all my bloods and found I basically had no neutrophils, so I couldn't fight infections. Haematology did more bloods and found I kill off my neutrophils and had anti neutrophil antibodies. Normal range is about 2-8, I was 0.3 at diagnosis so severely neutropenic