When I was at high school I was in a cool group of friends, but one day out of the blue the most outspoken girl decided that I wasn’t welcome in the group, and told the others not to speak to me - I think it was a jealousy thing cos I had nice hair, and she had an ugly frizz bomb. I was so upset/gutted that one lunch time I saw her school bag ( trendy latest craze one ) outside the classroom - so I CUT the handles off it…. Gave me a lot of satisfaction actually
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Currently working with a woman who is the devil personified. I haven’t met a single person who hasn’t had a bad run in with her so far, she seems to thrive on making peoples lives a misery. The worst thing is that she completely sucks up to the boss so he only sees her good side and thinks she’s great.
Every few weeks, I take the name tag off her pigeon hole and put it in the bin. It makes no real difference to her life because she has access to the prized office label maker, so she just whacks a new one on, but it’s a little act of defiance that gets me through my day…
Every few weeks, I take the name tag off her pigeon hole and put it in the bin. It makes no real difference to her life because she has access to the prized office label maker, so she just whacks a new one on, but it’s a little act of defiance that gets me through my day…
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Currently working with a woman who is the devil personified. I haven’t met a single person who hasn’t had a bad run in with her so far, she seems to thrive on making peoples lives a misery. The worst thing is that she completely sucks up to the boss so he only sees her good side and thinks she’s great.
Every few weeks, I take the name tag off her pigeon hole and put it in the bin. It makes no real difference to her life because she has access to the prized office label maker, so she just whacks a new one on, but it’s a little act of defiance that gets me through my day…
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Does she have a proper keyboard? If so, change two vowel keys around, (I, O and/or U are the best). She'll keep making mistakes but it will take her a while to work out why.
Currently working with a woman who is the devil personified. I haven’t met a single person who hasn’t had a bad run in with her so far, she seems to thrive on making peoples lives a misery. The worst thing is that she completely sucks up to the boss so he only sees her good side and thinks she’s great.
Every few weeks, I take the name tag off her pigeon hole and put it in the bin. It makes no real difference to her life because she has access to the prized office label maker, so she just whacks a new one on, but it’s a little act of defiance that gets me through my day…
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Does she have a proper keyboard? If so, change two vowel keys around, (I, O and/or U are the best). She'll keep making mistakes but it will take her a while to work out why.
Does she have a proper keyboard? If so, change two vowel keys around, (I, O and/or U are the best). She'll keep making mistakes but it will take her a while to work out why.
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Sadly we don’t have assigned desks and most of our work is up on our feet instead of being at a specific desk, so doing that would also just screw over everyone else. If anyone else has any tips, would be happy to trial them out for everyone…for research purposes only of course
I heard on the radio that a man moved in with his girlfriend but absolutely hated her cat as it was sooooo moody and disliked him too.
One day he had enough of the miserable bastard and took it to a cat shelter. Picked up a new IDENTICAL cat from a different shelter and took it home
Years later his GF is none the wiser and thinks that her love and affection has turned the cat into a lovable soul
One day he had enough of the miserable bastard and took it to a cat shelter. Picked up a new IDENTICAL cat from a different shelter and took it home
Years later his GF is none the wiser and thinks that her love and affection has turned the cat into a lovable soul
i doubt that this is true as even that are identical have different mannerisms etc... but if this is true it is absolutely horrible. the poor cat, and as a moody one would probably not be adopted by anyonr else. this is not at all petty islt is cruelI heard on the radio that a man moved in with his girlfriend but absolutely hated her cat as it was sooooo moody and disliked him too.
One day he had enough of the miserable bastard and took it to a cat shelter. Picked up a new IDENTICAL cat from a different shelter and took it home
Years later his GF is none the wiser and thinks that her love and affection has turned the cat into a lovable soul
Sadly we don’t have assigned desks and most of our work is up on our feet instead of being at a specific desk, so doing that would also just screw over everyone else. If anyone else has any tips, would be happy to trial them out for everyone…for research purposes only of courseDoes she have a proper keyboard? If so, change two vowel keys around, (I, O and/or U are the best). She'll keep making mistakes but it will take her a while to work out why.
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I'm thinking something on the pigeon hole that stops her sticking a new label over the top. Some kind of substance.
Yeah I sort of wonder how he explained the sudden change in temperament of the cat?
Catnip probably.
Sick f****r. Original cat was right not to like him.
Sick f****r. Original cat was right not to like him.
I work in a convenience shop and when my pain in the ass boss annoys me and its just the two of us working in the shop I ring the bell at my till every 5 mins and have him run around the shop like a blue arse fly for nothing it's the small things.
One of my managers is the laziest prick but he's the type to take all the glory for things when he's done minimal work but also thinks he's bleeping brilliant at his job and keeps the place running. He will bark orders at people and hates admitting that he needs help. So when it gets busy and I've been assigned a station I purposely stay at that station instead of jumping in to help him. I just stand there and watch him struggle until he asks for my help. Petty and pathetic but it brings me no end of joy
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My cans of irn Bru were being pinched from the office fridge. I always washed then licked the top thoroughly before putting them in the fridge.
My partner is the smartest person I know but he has ZERO common sense. Simple household tasks seem to to be well out of his grasp (before anyone says hes doing it on purpose to get out of helping, I assure you, hes just thick). The main thing getting me right now is he balls his socks up when he takes them off, so when I do the washing I dont un-ball them so they dont get washed properly. Enjoy itchy, stinky, dirty feet MF.
Oh gosh where do I begin. OK, first batch. I live in a block of apartments and when I first moved in I was young and party party. But I was also nice and if asked to turn the music down or off I would. One guy was an absolute arse and instead of asking me to turn it down he switched off my electricity at the mains 
I thought I'd had a power cut so I was up all night in the dark freezing cold and terrified till the leccy board came out. When they did they told me what was wrong and charged me a £100 callout fee. I was flat broke and couldn't afford to pay my rent and had to get a payday loan. We all have mailboxes so I squirted a full bottle of ketchup in his and set my alarm at 4am every night for a week and turned his leccy off. He wasn't elderly or infirm, he was a twit with a Mondeo.
I thought I'd had a power cut so I was up all night in the dark freezing cold and terrified till the leccy board came out. When they did they told me what was wrong and charged me a £100 callout fee. I was flat broke and couldn't afford to pay my rent and had to get a payday loan. We all have mailboxes so I squirted a full bottle of ketchup in his and set my alarm at 4am every night for a week and turned his leccy off. He wasn't elderly or infirm, he was a twit with a Mondeo.I was on and off a bit with one of my exes. During one of our “off” periods he was seeing a girl. We got back together and he assured me that the girl he’d gone on a few dates with, was obviously ended 
so a month or so later, I find one of those brunette Kirby hair grips at his place. I was blonde at the time so it definitely wasn’t mine.
I started leaving subtle hints that I’d been there as a clue to any potential other woman. I had to hide them carefully enough that he’d not be able to realise and hide himself, but not too carefully that she couldn’t find it.
so I’d leave little earrings on the bedside table on the side he didn’t use, leave makeup remover in the bathroom bin, left a pair of tights under the bed etc.
the other woman must’ve realised and left me a message too, in the form of a cheap ring she’d somehow lodged behind the bed.
it was enough evidence for me to end things with him permanently. I thought she’d been trying to warn me but she ended up going “official” with him shortly after so maybe not. Maybe not malicious on my part but looking back, two women exchanging messages over a man that was cheating on us both is pretty silly and petty
More recently, myself and my OH bought a house. The vendor was awful. He’d kicked out a young family who’d been renting it from him, after only living there a few months. He let them revamp the place then kicked them out. He was difficult, constantly making thread with the house, never sending the correct paperwork. It made an already stressful process, all the more stressful. When we finally completed, he had left the house in a state. We had to spend a full day cleaning it.
during the buying process we found out he put the house in the name of his daughter, and was cagey with details of whether or not him or the daughter lived there. We also got his full address and email on some of the docs which he’d been very careful to hide.
indid some online sleuthing and found out the name of his property development business.
I reported it all to HMRC as tax fraud. No idea if anything ever came of it but felt very good!
so a month or so later, I find one of those brunette Kirby hair grips at his place. I was blonde at the time so it definitely wasn’t mine.
I started leaving subtle hints that I’d been there as a clue to any potential other woman. I had to hide them carefully enough that he’d not be able to realise and hide himself, but not too carefully that she couldn’t find it.
so I’d leave little earrings on the bedside table on the side he didn’t use, leave makeup remover in the bathroom bin, left a pair of tights under the bed etc.
the other woman must’ve realised and left me a message too, in the form of a cheap ring she’d somehow lodged behind the bed.
it was enough evidence for me to end things with him permanently. I thought she’d been trying to warn me but she ended up going “official” with him shortly after so maybe not. Maybe not malicious on my part but looking back, two women exchanging messages over a man that was cheating on us both is pretty silly and petty
More recently, myself and my OH bought a house. The vendor was awful. He’d kicked out a young family who’d been renting it from him, after only living there a few months. He let them revamp the place then kicked them out. He was difficult, constantly making thread with the house, never sending the correct paperwork. It made an already stressful process, all the more stressful. When we finally completed, he had left the house in a state. We had to spend a full day cleaning it.
during the buying process we found out he put the house in the name of his daughter, and was cagey with details of whether or not him or the daughter lived there. We also got his full address and email on some of the docs which he’d been very careful to hide.
indid some online sleuthing and found out the name of his property development business.
I reported it all to HMRC as tax fraud. No idea if anything ever came of it but felt very good!
Alright my colleague left work crying tonight because of this wench, so any and all ideas are welcome. She may mess with me, but she will not mess with my friends. Revenge mode: activated.
Oil it daily it will not allow anything to stick
If she keeps her lunch in communal fridge, throw it in the bin.
Likewise her special mug.
Tear December out of her cute kittens calendar.
Leave a note on her desk with “urgent, please call David* on …” and make up a random number with not enough digits
* use a very common name like David, or the first name of the CEO, whatever
I have a feeling you've done this before....?
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