What’s the worst thing you’ve ever done?

[shehardlysleeps]

I’m in a reflective mood, and it’s got me thinking about something I did a few years ago which is probably the thing I’m most deeply ashamed of.

There was a coworker who really rubbed me up the wrong way. I was very unhappy at the time, and going through an awful time personally. She would make snide comments about me, do things with my family members (who were colleagues too) which really got my back up, I felt like she judged me harshly and was pretty rude. Along with another colleague they made three or four very nasty comments which still stick with me.

Instead of raising a grievance, which I should have done, I took to posting about her on another website (along the lines of Mumsnet), not realising she used it too. She saw the posts and reported me, and I ended up facing a meeting with HR and a senior partner of the firm I was working in. It damaged my reputation within the firm forever and I ended up leaving after not being offered a promotion. I still feel ashamed of it now, nearly half a decade on, and feel like it’s tarred me forever.

Whats the worst thing you’ve ever done?

She deserved all she got nasty cow.

So are you. That’s disgusting.

When I was at primary school I did something deliberate that directly caused the death of my 6 month old puppy. There was absolutely no malice, it was innocent but poorly thought through. He was a lovely little dog.

We had an awful meal at an expensive & supposedly good restaurant.
Amongst other things, my DH's duck had ice crystals inside !
And the wine was corked; it was replaced, but only after a lot of argument.

Despite complaining , the Manager refused to give any sort of compensation.

It was a long time ago, when restaurants took tel bookings without any checks or deposits. I picked a Saturday a few weeks ahead, then made multiple bookings to fill the place - disguising my voice & also using a friend to help.
Karma.

Worked for a company where a director sexually harassed me then sacked me because he could. I was about 18 and I used the remains of the week when they left me on site for to cancel company bookings starting with the ones furthest away. By leaving day I had spent three days cancelling jobs (with reasons that left the company looking dodgy) and left before the shit hit the fan. Whenever I read about people losing their jobs and being escorted out of the building I think yeah I get that manoeuvre!

I also bullied my bully for years and used to detach any boyfriends she had the prospect of gaining. Our social status had reversed by the time I was 15 or so and I was a shit to her. It seems like karma but it wasn’t right.

There are about three men I treated awfully while thinking I was being ok. One left his job, one moved and the other made some poor decisions. I walked off without a backward glance in all cases having caused the drama with being disingenuous.

The other worse things I wouldn’t put into print! Nit even anonymously!

That's not a bad thing. You didn't hurt anyone, you were just living your life and having the experiences that suited you at that moment.

P.S. can I get Neil's phone number?

Plus her teeth were nice and white!

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I was with Neil for four years afterwards. He was the one who got away.

What did you do?

What, glass and all?

I was in an abusive relationship. He was a really nasty bastard. Towards the end he was cheating. It was obvious but he thought I didn't know.

I didn't say anything. She was my ticket out of there, so I let her have him. Silly girl married him a few months after we finished. Bet she won't shag someone else's boyfriend again.....

In a very secluded wood, up a hill behind a gate, no one could see me, I was an hour away from the car, I would never have made it back, I was on my own, I covered it in grass.

Very embarrassed, I do have IBS ( I don't make a habit of it )

Slapped a fellow (male) student across the face at a college disco for no apparent reason other than I was drunk.

Stolen a bottle of wine from an off licence that had already had its window smashed in.

Not visiting my friend in hospital as regularly as I should have done when he was dying with Aids (though in my defence I was heavily pregnant at the time and getting to the hospital on the tube was a nightmare).

That’s ok. If you need to go you need to go. It’s not like you did it on someone’s front door step!

Terrible. I hope you grew up to be a better person

I cheated on someone who loved me very much, lied extravagantly to cover myself, then dumped him in a cruel and ill-timed manner. I hope my treatment of him didn't ruin his chances of happiness in future relationships, but he was very hurt so I suspect he carried some scars

Please don’t tell us!

That isn't bad! If you'd done it in the middle of the playground at school finishing time then yes, that would be horrendous, but wild pooing in the woods on a run is an act of desperation!

Reminds me of former PM Theresa May who said the worst thing she ever did was running through a field of corn, flattening it!

Oh I empathise with you.

I was a sullen cow when my sister was getting married. tbf (to me) I was 18 and still lived at home. Every part of our household was focussed on 'the wedding'. There was an engagement party (and lots of gifts), then there was all the choosing the wedding dress faff - she was lovely, looked great in them all, why all the trailing around shop after shop? I was a bridesmaid and all I wanted was to be chic and sophisticated (preferably in deep dark red and very sexy) and not wrapped up in peach lace (it was the 1980s). dsis vetoed every dress I liked and I ended up with a flouncy pale peach flowery bedspread. Homemade by my Mum. I huffed and puffed at every fitting.

Dsis lived away from home so whenever she came back all the conversation was about 'the wedding'. Other visitors came and said "oh you must be so excited about 'the wedding'". I was not. I was bored of it. And I was probably quite jealous of all the excitement and the attention on my sister.

All the photos show me with the moodiest face ever. Sorry dsis.

I've never threatened anyone with violence.

It felt bad but I had to do something. I'd put the feelers out to find someone who would pretend to be the owners of the trainers. Someone who could have a quiet word......

I didn't need to but I would have.

I once had a poo in the garden of a rental house and blamed it on next door’s Alsatian.

I had rented the whole 2 bed house but the landlord stuck a weird girl with narcolepsy in the spare bedroom, and she had a habit of falling asleep in the only bathroom.

Felt bad for the Alsatian, who was a lovely dog but lived a lonely life stuck in the garden. I was sooo tempted to dog nap it when I left.

When I was in my twenties I slept with a married man around 3 times a week for around 12 months. I don’t know why, I didn’t even like him that much.

Mines pretty bad. Had an affair for over a year (very long time ago and fully forgiven/moved on from).
The other bad thing though was after the relationship with AP ended, I was struggling with going NC although knew I had to. I knew APs laptop password and turns out that was the same for email, and later a dating site. I spent 6 months knowing AP was having dates, and eventually what was obviously a very toxic relationship thereafter. Thankfully the passwords were changed eventually and I stopped being able to access, which I am thankful for as I was then able to move on. Was a huge invasion of privacy and I have never told a single soul. AP obviously never knew and we have not had any contact since, but I regret it hugely.

I don’t think you did anything wrong there!