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Best passive aggressive/petty moments..

588 replies

LittleMissUnreasonable · 11/05/2022 16:49

The other day I was trying to park in one of those private run car parks where there are no designated spaces. There was only one quite awkward space left and there was another car behind me who was practically sat on my tail trying to get this awkward spot. I decided to reverse out and find another car park but this tailgating car was not letting me go go as they were so hell-bent on getting this space and were trying to go around me. I just thought screw it and drove into the spot as I had nowhere to go. You could practically see the red mist coming from the driver's ears as they had to reverse and find another car park 😤

Another consistent one is that we have a manager who will without fail walk up to a small group of colleagues with a query and direct it to the men, completely ignoring the women. So now, even if I know the answer and the male colleague doesn't, I will just get on with my work and not intervene. It's funny to see the manager flapping around trying to work out the answer when he could have just asked...you know...a woman😱

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dailymumbles · 12/05/2022 14:58

SIL spelt my name wrong, for years. Just by one letter, but still! So, every card I sent I spelt her name wrong, by one letter, and mine correct with the one letter she had trouble with in capital and underlined. It took about 6 months but she got there in the end. We have never mentioned this to each other!😂

EarringsandLipstick · 12/05/2022 14:58

"sorry, but it's this or punch her

I LOVE this line 😂

LaMigraine · 12/05/2022 14:59

I was once queuing at the ticket machine to top up my Oyster card; it was Monday morning and the queue was quite long. A guy pitches up and heads to the front, moves to cut in and when challenged says, "Yeah, yeah, but I really need to get to work." Me and a couple of others say "Well, so does everyone else you idiot." He huffs and puffs and continues to try and get in but eventually has to join the end of the queue, just behind me. When I got down to the platform a tube was already waiting so I jumped on. A few seconds later, dickhead guy arrives on the platform, rushes to the train - and the doors close in his face. I gave him a lovely smile and a wave through the glass of the doors as our train pulled away, while he effed and blinded at me from the platform. Ah, sweet justice!

evtheria · 12/05/2022 15:01

I suspect my (very loved, otherwise saintly) aunt does this purposely to dig an elbow in at dp, who I feel she secretly dislikes: our child has his surname, but she either 'forgets' and addresses his letters with my family name, or writes my family name in brackets under child's full name.

Sheilaroundthefountain · 12/05/2022 15:08

17 years ago we wanted to buy a house on a new development. There were 3 or 4 different house builders (maybe more) building houses for different budgets. We’d researched in advance, and knew that two had the sort of house we wanted in our price range. What we didn’t know was that we should have dressed up, so there we were in jeans and trainers, with 3 and 5 year old children.

Went to the Charles Church show house first, went up to the sales lady and said we were looking to buy a house, please could we look round. She showed us round (was a bit snooty) and then we went back to the office, and said something about being interested in buying and she said ‘we don’t have anything in your price range’ husband said ‘Err you haven’t asked what our budget is yet’, and she replied that she KNEW she didn’t have anything in our budget.

I, very pettily, swiped all her leaflets and brochures of the table, told her to fuck off, and we walked to the other housing developer where we were treated very nicely, and ended up buying a 4 bedroom house.

Rosehugger · 12/05/2022 15:10

Georgeskitchen · 12/05/2022 14:28

Are you on of those irritating types that start loading up half way up the belt rather than from end? If so you are VERY unreasonable, as it can give the person behind you the wrong impression, because there is a massive gap on the belt, that you have loaded everything on. I have fallen victim to this is in the past and endured the death stare from the woman in front. Just load your fucking shopping from the END of the belt and give us all the break!!

Can't you see whether the person in front still has shopping in their trolley? If they have a big load of shopping just wait until they've finished, it's much easier.

Loobyloo68 · 12/05/2022 15:11

Exh was alcoholic, I'm trying to bring up 3 kids and work. I'm earning it, hes spending it in the pub, while I'm in bed (nightshifts). Made him a pie with dogfood that he ate after he came home from another pub binge. Laughed all week after hed ate it. He didn't think it was funny

Lndnmummy · 12/05/2022 15:12

Kanaloa · 12/05/2022 02:07

Yes I guess she could have spoken to you about it rather than leave a note. Maybe she felt like you guys would get defensive about it? Now I’m even more glad I didn’t have to do the communal living experience!

That could very well have been me, wonder if we went to Uni together😆? I absolutely hated having to spend hours clearing up after others every day just so that I didn't have to live in a pig sty. It was horrid and so inconsiderate. I also was a stickler for noise and if people came in and made a racket at 2am (during the week) then I very much did to at 6am when I got up. Bloody hell I hated house shares.

Lndnmummy · 12/05/2022 15:14

Sorry I quoted the wrong poster @Kanaloa . My post was to @FlissyPaps

eggsellentwork · 12/05/2022 15:14

My next door neighbour has fallen out with me (having already fallen out with the other two nearest neighbours). She then started making a habit of taking her hedge cuttings/grass/ broken pots and throwing it over the fence to my land, every two weeks or so.

Luckily for me, I happen to know that she's really terrified of rats- to the point where she had to leave my yard once because I had a rat trap out, so I positioned a few rat traps just at the boundary.... it's been 6 weeks now since she has dumped anything, and it gives me a warm glow imagining how much she will have freaked out when she last tried it.

MsChrista · 12/05/2022 15:15

Newestname002 · 12/05/2022 09:47

Good on your dad!! And how short sighted of the supplier. 👏🏻👏🏻

Joining the 👏brilliant. I wish I could be bloody assertive like that.

Rosehugger · 12/05/2022 15:15

godmum56 · 12/05/2022 13:50

Even better is to sit in the car and pull out a snack

It usually happens when I need to do something before I leave the car park as well, like make a phone call or transfer some money on my phone. So I always sit there and do what I intended before driving off!

ancientgran · 12/05/2022 15:15

SiobhanSharpe · 12/05/2022 11:15

This is not only weird but clearly racist.

Well yes, my black husband was fed up being challenged and it was clearly racist, even more when the other guy, who happened to be white, wasn't challenged even when he admitted it wasn't his card.

Cheered him up when he nicked the guy who had actually stolen the card.

Tippexy · 12/05/2022 15:17

KStockHERO · 12/05/2022 09:11

In my last year of school (early 2000s) I was on a scheme to help poor and potentially wayward kids not drop out.
One Saturday (fucking Saturday) we had a tour of the local newspaper including a Q&A session with their travel journalist. He was vile. Absolutely vile. He was really patronising, smug and judgmental of us council estate oiks.

He was telling us about his job and said "I get paid £12,000" a year as he reclined in his seat, put his brown shoes on the table, put his hands behind his head, and smirked at us all. At this point in time brown shoes on boys had a whole language around them - code for being a poser, for offering out fights but being too cowardly to actually fight.

A while later, the tour lead asked us if we'd be interested in journalism and I said "Fuck that, £12,000 is peanuts, and I don't want to end up like this guy and his brown shoes". Much hilarity ensued. I got called rude. We were asked to leave. Petty, fun and zero regrets Grin Grin

Again, passive aggressive doesn’t mean what you think it means…

Daftasabroom · 12/05/2022 15:18

Mummyratbag · 12/05/2022 09:34

I live in a part of the country where there are a lot of narrow lanes. If you meet another car coming, the polite thing to do is see who blinks first for both to stop and the person with the shortest distance to reverse does so. Sometimes the other person nearly always male will drive aggressively at you. At this point I refuse to make eye contact and make a big fuss of reversing as slowly as humanly possible without stalling.

When leaving my abusive ex I carefully and fairly divided up everything (he was working away). At the last minute as I was leaving the house I suddenly had a change of heart and went back for the thing that would piss him off the most (the video recorder - it was a long time ago). It was my final "fuck you" as I was done with being nice.

Similar lanes round here and summer descends into utter chaos usually caused by a very big, very expensive 4x4 incapable of reversing and unwilling to get even close to the hedge banks. I rather like to sit and let them show how incompetent they are then reverse fast 100m to 200m to a similar sized passing space.

GentlemanJay · 12/05/2022 15:23

I'm a teacher. I run an after school club. One child's father was 45 mins late picking him up. We were sat on the wall waiting all that time. I of course couldn't just leave him.

When his dad finally arrived he didn't wind his window down to say "sorry I'm late" or "thanks for staying with bla bla". Nothing. Not even a wave from the car to say thanks. Nothing. The lad got in the car and off they drove.

A few months later on a cold and dark night I locked up and walked over to my car after the club had finished. Who should be on his hands and knees next to his car but the lads dad. Conversation went something like this.

"Mr W do you have a wheel brace I could borrow. I've a flat tyre and I've left my wheel brace at home"

I just looked straight through him, got into my car and drove off. Of course I had a wheel brace but that rude man wasn't going to use it. A long wait for the RAC for him.

ancientgran · 12/05/2022 15:25

Kanaloa · 12/05/2022 10:16

@ShirleyPhallus

I think the DH who is a police officer was black, and that’s why the shop assistants were suspicious of him. Then when he got to nick someone in front of them it showed them up because he (a black man) who they always suspected was an innocent person, in fact a police officer, while they happily allowed a white man to commit the crime they always suspected him of. But he got his comeuppance by watching them allow someone else to commit the crime when they always accused him.

Thanks for explaining, I thought it was clear my black husband was having issues as people thought he shouldn't/couldn't have a card.

My excuse is I've been struggling with covid for 3 months and still have brain fog, I knew what I meant honest.

I seem to have caused a problem. Sorry to everyone who didn't understand but the good thing is my black policeman husband was happy to make the arrest even if it did muck up his day off and he enjoyed the assistant's embarrassment.

EinsteinaGogo · 12/05/2022 15:33

ancientgran · 12/05/2022 09:16

My DH was a police officer. Back in the late 60s early 70s credit cards were less common and he often had issues as obviously a young black man had probably stolen the card. He had this problem consistently in a local department store near to where worked. His mother loved the place and asked him to get stuff for her.

On one occasion he is stood behind a man paying with a credit card, assistant looks at the card and the customer says, "It's my girlfriend's card, I'm shopping for her." Assistant said it was fine and processed the sale.

DH put his hand on his shoulder and basically said, "You're nicked." He said the look on the assistant's face was a picture and she was very embarrassed when she had to give a statement.

I think they probably thought DH was petty but he enjoyed it.

@ancientgran

Apologies if I've misunderstood:
If i follow correctly:

You are saying your husband was a
Police officer and usually assumed if a credit card was stolen, a 'young black man' had stolen it????

HappyCup · 12/05/2022 15:35

My family are brilliant at pass-agg. My Aunt disliked the fact a much loved and doted upon by all young family member chose my DP over her (to play with, to sit next to at dinner, to read bedtime stories, etc. Basically he idolised DP and poor Aunt was jealous). This all came to light just before Christmas years ago.

Aunt used to send really lavish Christmas/birthday cards. That Christmas, instead of the normal shared card for both me and DP, she sent one huge and incredibly ott card just to me and then a few days later (sent second class) came a small, cheap looking shit card addressed just to DP.

And so it continued for all occasions ever more. Eg an extra lavish card for my birthday, an extra shit one for DPs. It made us laugh.

Anyway, last year she either got fed up of sending extra cards or all was forgiven as, for Christmas, we received one big ‘to the both of you’ joint card in her usual style.

tiedyetie · 12/05/2022 15:36

John Lewis Christmas basket is my utter fave

Back of the queue?!!!? You should ave got your stuff for free, you could have sued them for slander

MsChrista · 12/05/2022 15:36

DifficultBloodyWoman · 12/05/2022 10:30

Please see the original post.

His exact words were ‘Madam, that’s not my problem’.

This must be the most quoted shop assistant in history 😂

BorderlineHappy · 12/05/2022 15:40

That's just plain mean.

godmum56 · 12/05/2022 15:41

Sheilaroundthefountain · 12/05/2022 15:08

17 years ago we wanted to buy a house on a new development. There were 3 or 4 different house builders (maybe more) building houses for different budgets. We’d researched in advance, and knew that two had the sort of house we wanted in our price range. What we didn’t know was that we should have dressed up, so there we were in jeans and trainers, with 3 and 5 year old children.

Went to the Charles Church show house first, went up to the sales lady and said we were looking to buy a house, please could we look round. She showed us round (was a bit snooty) and then we went back to the office, and said something about being interested in buying and she said ‘we don’t have anything in your price range’ husband said ‘Err you haven’t asked what our budget is yet’, and she replied that she KNEW she didn’t have anything in our budget.

I, very pettily, swiped all her leaflets and brochures of the table, told her to fuck off, and we walked to the other housing developer where we were treated very nicely, and ended up buying a 4 bedroom house.

DH and I had exactly the same experience some 30 years ago. We had decided to make a day of it and took the dogs with us. We were dogwalking dressed but not muddy or smelly and the dogs stayed quietly in the car but we definitely got the "you can't afford this" treatment. We were relocating for DH's job and happened to mention this and the multinational he worked for who were well known locally for their decent salaries and their generous relocation packages....oh HOW the attitude changed. and no we didn't buy.

LilacWines · 12/05/2022 15:41

Back in the late 60s early 70s credit cards were less common and he often had issues as obviously a young black man had probably stolen the card.

She is saying that her husband, a policeman, had issues using a credit card as racist shop assistants assumed he had stolen it as he was black.

One day he saw a white man using a stolen credit card, not in his name, and arrested him.

If it had said 'as' after obviously it would be clearer but we don't have proofreaders to check our posts on this site sadly (as I often discover reading back.)

Thinkingblonde · 12/05/2022 15:41

My DH took to playing Squash after work with his dickhead of a brother. Every Friday afternoon when he finished at 12.30pm. He’d roll in, hammered at whatever time he thought fit. We had five year old and an 18 month daughter, I was fed up of our weekends being ruined and asked him to make it once a fortnight..nah, it’s his hobby..can’t do it.
One particular week our eldest was ill, I called him to ask him to come home early and sober. He came home about an hour earlier than usual but still pissed.

I’m pretty handy with a needle and thread, (got certificates to prove it) and can do invisible mending…the following week I stitched the legs of his shorts and under shorts together (the net bit built into sports shorts to stop the bollocks falling out.) Rows and rows of tiny, tiny stitches. To look at them you couldn’t tell.
He came home fuming and sober, apparently he couldn’t get his legs in. (Shame)
He asked the receptionist for a pair of scissors, she took one look at my handiwork and said “This stitching is a work of art, What have you done to piss her off, I can’t see which part is cloth and which is thread.
They did eventually unpick it but most of the allotted slot was up. (Shame)
He never did it again.

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