I know that almost everyone experiences bullying at some point in their lives, but that doesn't mean that it doesn't leave a mark.
I was in a group of 4 friends at school, then when a new girl started, we took her under our wing and hung out with her. She then proceeded to bully me, as did the others, to push me out of the group. I'm not going to lie and say that it has affected the rest of my life, but years later, I was working in a pub and she came in, on her own, all glammed up and hot to trot. I didn't serve her but she told my colleague that she was waiting for a guy, she bought him a drink too and sat at a table, all alone, to wait for him. She never gave any indication that she recognised me, but she wouldn't meet my eye, so I'm pretty sure she knew who I was.
2 hours later, he still hadn't turned up. She left the pub, telling my colleague that "he must have got stuck at work". As she walked out of the door, I couldn't help myself, and said loudly "Christ, he's had a lucky escape!" She turned and gave me such a filthy look, that I just had to laugh.
A year or so later, to my horror, another of the "gang" ended up getting a job there, I didn't know until I turned up for work one night. She was nice as pie to me, all "Oh Klara, you look great, it's so good to see you again" etc, etc. Unfortunately for her, Klara has a long memory and is quite good at bearing grudges. I was very close to my landlady and told her that I didn't want to work with her, and why. She fired her after her shift, telling her that "I don't want your sort working with my staff, you can sling your hook". Revenge is sweet!
