To ask what’s the funniest hissy fit you’ve seen from an adult?

[JustLyra]

I’m currently watching my estranged cousin make an utter twat of himself on social media (he has no privacy settings) throwing a massive hissy fit that our mutual cousin has “utterly and utterly” offended him by inviting me to the day part of her wedding, but no other cousins.

He has flown off at the deep end cursing her, but conveniently not mentioning that her fiancée (who he has never met) has been one of my DH’s closest friends for 30 plus years.

He only knows because he bumped into the stag party at the weekend and realised my DH is part of the wedding party,

I just want to get popcorn while I watch other relatives (frequent flying monkeys in tbt past) pandering to him and my elder brother and their pity party.

[Cousin who is getting married doesn’t give a fuck about his whinging. Ironically it’s made us chat for the first time in a long time so totally backfired on him]

Let me get this straight: A whole lot of posters; presumably mainly from a country in which the entire pub shouts "WAHEY!" if a server drops a tray of glass cannot believe that several people on the plane clapped when a very rude person got their comeuppance? Right. Ok. Because that is so different from shouting "Wahey".

A very senior police officer had a right hissy fit at my husband who didn't laugh at his (racist and homophobic) jokes. Funnily enough everyone else at the party thought he was hilarious 🙄

No, just a whole lot of posters don't believe it because they have seen the same story before - word for word, including the clapping - on other MN threads, Reddit, Facebook clickbait sites, etc., etc.

Me. I was doing a job application on my mobile(I know I know) and Google docs wouldn’t work and I said to the lovely person helping me to stop talking to me and also there was swearing. Mind not at people but just my frustration. It’s something I need to work on. I just really want the job. It’s at Lucy anf yak. The embarrassment comes quickly after though. 😣and at the seconds long hissy fit 🙄

Yep, seen the story many times.
Usually the protagonist is being racist.

I used to work in food service. I have seen many middle class customers throw complete strops over nothing.
I have also seen the Chef throw things around the kitchen. The most memorable was the pure tantrum Chef threw after a well-to-do sent the lamb shank back 3 times because it "wasn't white enough and was too pink" (?) Idiot diner thought lamb went white like poultry. Fuck knows how.

I also watched a grown man stamp his feet and scream into a carers face (care home) that he hadn't been given a cup of tea the moment he came in and "my inheritance pays for this!! I pay your wages!! My inheritance pays for you!! I expect my cup of tea when I arrive!!"
Purple in the face, spittle, the lot.
We used to all avoid him because he'd scream at us about his "inheritance" every chance he got. Odious man. His mum was lovely as well, she sold her house when she recognised she needed help, so she sold up and paid for her care.

No that’s not straight at all.
It’s literally the origin of the ‘and then they all clapped’ trope in bullshit stories all over the internet.

No, because trays get dropped in real life, as opposed to this crock

knowyourmeme.com/memes/and-then-the-whole-bus-clapped

Two memorable ones:

One friday lunchtime in the queue at the work canteen... 20 something engineer has a hissy fit at the press when the meal offering is steamed fish and boiled potatoes. He starts bawling and shouting "Where's the chips?, I can't believe we can't get chips, this is ridiculous, this is everything that is wrong with this company when you can't get chips on fish and chip friday, I WANT CHIPS" I was gobsmacked, I said to him "well if that's the worst thing you have to deal with in your life right now, can we swap problems?"

More recently DH. On the morning of his best friend's funeral, he put on his suit and found it was massive on him. Culmination of his poor health (he's lost a huge amount of weight), his poor mental health and anxiety and the grief, he lost it. Stripped off and was stomping around the house in his underpants shouting and swearing at how much he hates himself and his life and that he couldn't and wouldn't go to the funeral. I suggested he go on his motorbike so he could wear his leathers. There were other bikers there so he didn't look at all out of place.

Ex-Mil, two stories:

1. My son died shortly before he was born at 25 weeks (Trisomy 18). Heard not a peep of empathy or sympathy from them. A couple of days after the funeral I was persuaded by my Ex to pop out to the local pub for dinner. First time I'd left the house since the baby was born (apart from his funeral), I was petrified of explaining to people why I didn't have a bump anymore. Ex-Mil "happened" to be in the pub. Upon seeing me she went absolutely crazy, accusing me of killing my baby because he was a boy (??? no clue where this boy thing came from), throwing a drink at me, telling me my son was going to hell because he hadn't been baptized. My Ex stood there like an idiot. I turned round and walked out - I wish I had retaliated but after the two weeks I'd had, I didn't have any fight left in me.

2. We then went on to have two daughters, DD1 came out the spit of her Dad and quickly became Nanny's "Golden Grandchild". DD2 looked just like me. MONTHS of Ex-Mil refusing to have DD2 anywhere near her because she couldn't possibly be Ex's child because she had blue eyes (just like me). Threatened secret DNA tests, threatened solicitors, threatened social services. I alternated between fuming and laughing at her rediculous antics.

I was long in the NC stage with her, had stopped the Ex taking either DD anywhere near her and eventually he too became the Ex, partly because he co-signed his mothers bullshit (and partly because he was a cunt of the first order).

The day I heard she died I did a little dance along the street singing "Ding Dong the Witch is dead".

Stupidest: The person who went full on hysterical "I want to speak to your manager" for the crime of being given the wrong change at a cafe.
They had spent £4.95 and handed a £5 note over. The person on the till didn't have any coppers or 5ps so gave them 10p.
Manager sorted it out by refunding the £5 and escorting them out without the food and telling them not to come back. That didn't help the hysteria, but it removed it from the shop anyway.

This. I've seen patients threaten to sue for medical malpractice on the basis that some unnamed doctor at some earlier time prescribed the meds and therefore, we legally have to prescribe them too. With lots of shouting.

To be fair, they are probably addicted.

I used to work at a massive theme park. We decided to trial early ride access for hotel guests that year. We called it VIP entry. You needed a hotel wristband. Other people could enter the park, shop, eat etc but the rides were not open to them yet.
This couple in their forties approached me, I asked to see their wristbands, they didn’t have any. “Sorry this is VIP entry only, but you can come back in fifteen minutes,” I said.
’VIP only? But we’re from LONDON!’
”So am I mate, they don’t let me on the rides early either,” I replied. They stormed off.
Same year, a middle aged man towered over me and demanded I let his five foot tall child on a bouncy castle with a height limit of four feet where toddlers were stumbling around. He literally screamed in my face. Never seen such entitlement as we got at that theme park.

Interesting to get an insider's view of what it was really like working for Liz Truss😂

Usually,.youtube, and people in e.g. Supermarkets, road raging, ect

I love this @ChristmasFluff !!
My DH is much the same and repeatedly kicks stuff, often wearing sandals so stubbing his toe in the act. Karma.

When he starts doing DIY the kids edge away nervously and the air turns blue.

Oh and the time this man towered over me shouting at me and holding me personally responsible for the fact we had to close all the rides for a thunderstorm. You know, the tall metal structures on a hill. Those rides. I really wanted to make a special exception just for him and open a ride. ☠️

Someone ringing my company and wanting to talk to my boss. They were from one of those marketing/electricity/FX cold call companies* and asked for my boss saying he was expecting their call as he was a friend of theirs.
Only they completely butchered his (foreign) name, a name friends would certainly know how to pronounce.
I asked what it was about as he wasn't in at the moment (true) and got a whole lot of abuse shouted at me. Saying they would buy the company and did I not know who they were, they would get me fired. I just responded with "that's fine then", which received another round of shouting.

*I can, by now, tell just by the way the line sounds. Also, if my boss is expecting any calls and is going out, he will let me know.

I thought the same when I read it. It must be more common than we think, almost word for word too.

My ex once punched a hole in his parents bathroom door as his football team lost!

A grown man shrieking about missing his flight. It was a small airport, the gate staff had packed up and left at least 10 min before and he came running as the plane was pulling away from the gate shouting at to stop and come back to the gate. He ever shrieked 'won't someone stop the plane!'

He had youngish kids with him and I felt so sorry for them.

My mum is still finding little green Monopoly houses down the back of furniture and in dark corners, and I moved out 20 years ago.

This is why to this day nobody will play Monopoly with me.

So I have lupus and rosacea, and sometimes when I go on holiday (change of water etc) it flares up. Coming back from a weekend in Paris it had flared up and got infected, quite badly.
So I was not pretty. Venomous Australian lady on Eurostar starts demanding from the train conductor to be moved to not sit near me because I MIGHT BE CATCHING and how disgusting I looked and I was upsetting her kids.
(NB - I wasn't that horrible, the nasty cow.)

But karma, you see. So my son starts to feel travel sick. So Entitled Aussie has piled up her luggage so we're essentially barricaded in at the table so she can't see my awful contagious face. I say "excuse me, my son needs to get out to the loo" but obviously because I'm like a plague carrier she blanks me. I try another couple of times because the lad is turning a really quite impressive green behind the holdalls, but she's absolutely not having it, and in the end she tells me quite rudely to stop bothering her.

At which point my poor boy barfs on her holdall.

She got zero sympathy from the train staff, either.

Very strange behaviour then!