Random Stories Of Satisfying Revenge From People Who Aren't Afraid To Get Even (16 items)

• (#12) Welcoming A Colony Of Ants

  From Redditor u/Upwardspiral0:

  I'm living in a student apartment with two other students. They would always stay up until late, like 2 am, and make noise, constantly hurting my sleep schedule and also my ability to do well in exams. They would also always leave the kitchen full of unwashed dishes… They would deliberately leave the key to the apartment door inside the lock, so that I couldn't come in without ringing the bell and waiting for them to open the door for me.

  I confronted them numerous times about this, and I got some disgusting reactions. I came to a conclusion that my best choice here would be to find a new apartment.

  So I have a few more days left until I leave, and this weekend I'm all alone in the apartment until Sunday. And I noticed an increasing presence of ants all over our dirty kitchen. As I said, they always leave the sink dirty with unwashed dishes, so ants started coming up lately and they are actually swarming the sink.

  At first when I realized that, I was like, “F**k this; I need to [get rid of] them.” But then I thought to myself, why would I care? I'm leaving in a few days. They can roam around all they want. And then I realized that I have the apartment [to] myself for the weekend.

  So I did something very kind towards the ants, but very evil towards my roommates. Instead of getting rid of them, I started feeding them. Every couple of hours I would leave them a spoon of brown sugar near the sink where they were all already gathered. I'm hoping they will grow a big colony :) Go ants!
• (#5) Turning A Bad Situation Into A Good One

  From Redditor u/Open_Wind5362:

  I am a hairdresser [who] rents a booth in a salon, as do all the stylists that work there. The owner of the salon is one of my best friends, so after closing the salon that I operated for 20 years, I joined her team and am really happy.

  I have a wonderful clientele with the exception of a few (which I’ll get to in a bit) and get along great with my co-workers, except one, [K]. She has a grating personality, and for the most part, I can just let her comments roll off my back. She doesn’t have a clientele, which leads to her having way too much free time, which she uses by pestering the rest of us while we are with our clients and butting into conversations that should be private.

  Recently I had two of my clients tell me that when they called for appointments, they were told that I didn’t have time for them and that [K] would give them a discount if they came in with her instead, but they would have to come in on a day that I wasn’t there, so that my feelings wouldn’t … get hurt. Well, that [is] a load of caca because everyone in the salon knows that if I don’t have an opening for someone when they call, they are to take down the name so I can call them personally to work them in.

  When I confronted [K] about those instances, she just shrugged and said that I was too sensitive, and besides I was too busy, so she was really just helping me out. Onto the petty revenge… I have a few customers that I have been trying to get rid of for years. You know the ones - they are never happy, always late, don’t tip, and generally APITB.

  I decided that if she wanted my customers so bad, I would feed her the ones that I wanted to get rid of anyway. So, when they had trouble getting in with me, I would tell them that I was booked out for months, but they would be really happy with [K].

  She told me yesterday that she didn’t know why all my [bad] customers were her problem now. My days are better, it’s a bit easier for my customers to book with me, and she is always in a bad mood for having to deal with unhappy customers so much of her day. Plus, a couple of my other co-workers have started doing the same.
• (#10) Trying To Enjoy A Night At The Movies

  From Redditor u/LouisianaLorry:

  I was watching the newest Spider-Man movie with a couple of my friends (early 20s, M's.) The theater was packed, and there was a group of annoying high schoolers (15-18 M's and F's) sitting behind us. Doing what high schoolers do, taking pictures on Snapchat with flash, talking to each other loudly, riffing on the movie and ads, laughing obnoxiously loud, you get the idea.

  I jokingly (loud enough that I was hoping they could overhear me…) say to my friend before the movie starts, "If they are this loud during the movie, we are going to have issues." One of them definitely heard me because the group erupted into laughter. I knew right then and there who I was up against. They heard my condition, they accepted my challenge, it [was] on. I was almost glad.

  As you can guess, 15 minutes into the movie they are still chatting and being pretty obnoxious. One of my friends gave them an audible SHH and one mutters "B*tch" under their breath; they all crack up.

  Final straw. These b**tards were too smug, they thought they were invincible. Now, it's personal.

  I walk out of the theater and see a worker that looked to be some kind of manager guy. I knew if I said they were just being obnoxious, the guy would've given them a warning or something because they were just kids, but I was feeling pretty petty, so I walked up to him and say, “There's some people sitting behind me filming the movie.”

  He nodded and just kicked them out. He didn't ask any questions and didn't believe them when they said they weren't filming the movie because he could hear them chatting the second he walked into the theater, so their credibility was thrown out the window. He wasn't going to take their word over mine.

  They were adamant in their defense until this guy pulled out the trump card. "I'll call the cops." They proceeded to walk out of the theater... Me and my friends watched the whole thing and were smiling the entire time. Honestly the best part is that they felt cheated and wronged, they were angry, and there was nothing they could do… which made the revenge that much sweeter.
• (#4) A Boss Who Keeps Running Late

  From Redditor u/awesomstory:

  Backstory: I have worked in the wastewater industry for going on 10 years. The first wastewater plant I worked at was for a small town. They were pretty old-school - no internet, computer, or time clock. My boss would just fill out the time slips and turn them in each week. We only had three employees including myself, so it was easy record-keeping, but completely on my boss's honor system.

  I would always get to work early, unlock all the buildings, calibrate the lab equipment, and start any machines that needed to be started. Hours were 7 am to 3:30 pm; I would usually be there at 6:30, if not earlier. I would do the snow plowing, so they would allow me to come in earlier and plow and leave after my eight hours if I didn't want the overtime.

  My boss regularly came in late, usually two times a week. Anywhere between 30 minutes to an hour. A couple times, I would have an appointment for 3:30 and leave work at 3 to get there. Since I am there 30 minutes prior to work starting, I figured it [was] no big deal. Did it twice in a month, and after the second time, my boss reprimanded me by docking my pay and sent a memo to our Sewer Authority stating I was leaving work early.

  I said I understand and I won't do it again. I was royally p*ssed, but I had a good job and didn't want to p*ss off the Sewer Authority members, who didn't fully understand our work environment.

  We were in the process of doing some upgrades at the plant, so a lot of construction crews were in and out with equipment. So I decided to prove a point. I started "forgetting" my keys to the plant's gate every now and then. On the second time I forgot my keys, my boss decided to show up to work at 8:00 am. I had maybe five cars behind me for an hour waiting to get to work at our plant when the vice chairman of our board drove by. When he asked me what was going on, I explained I forgot my keys and was waiting on my boss to get there so we could get in.

  Needless to say, my boss got an earful from his bosses, and when he came to me, I explained our workday is from 7 am to 3:30. I will not do anything work-related until 7 am sharp. My boss must have got a new alarm clock because he was rarely late again.
• (#7) That's One Way To Remember A Name

  From Redditor u/Gunn_Show:

  I’ll try to keep it short. My name has a silent letter in it, and I had this teacher [who] relentlessly not only kept pronouncing it, but over-[ennunciated] it, no matter how many times I corrected her. She just kept doing it.

  One day, I just finally snapped. Her name is really weird; I won’t say it here, but those who know, know.

  She called roll and [mispronounced] my name. I answered, “Yes, Mrs. Icky Booger.” Her jaw dropped, and you could hear a pin drop. She said, “That is not my name!” She’d obviously heard this name around or had her own junior high flashback. I clearly stated, “And that’s not my name.”

  She pronounced it correctly from there on out.
• (#16) Dressed In All Black

  From Redditor u/Mimbley:

  My (30F) grandfather passed … a few days ago, and I was attending the [service]. I drove myself back home but needed to make a few stops to get the basics for the week. So I stopped at a local grocery store at like 10 at night and started just doing basic shopping.

  As I stared at the five different varieties of apples, I look up as a cart goes behind me, bumping into me a little. Not enough to be seen as on purpose, just enough to get my attention. Standing before me is a man clearly in the early boomer category. I move to the side and mutter an “Excuse me,” thinking he would also like to stare at the ridiculous price of Honeycrisp apples.

  Nope, of course not. He looks at me for a bit too long before saying, "Nice dress. Bit early for Halloween, though. You'd look better in color."

  Well, that's a new one… I look him dead in the eyes with an exhausted expression that only someone who's been up since 4 am to make a four-hour drive for a [service] could have. I'll admit, I was too tired to even think that this was a clever retort. I was just being bluntly honest when I replied: "I was just at a family member's funeral."

  He was silent for a bit too long as if waiting for a punchline. He laughed awkwardly and I continued to stare at him with a blank expression that Wednesday Addams would be proud of. Eventually, he muttered an "Oh, sh*t, sorry" and shuffled off like an ashamed bipedal slug.

  Not the greatest revenge in the world, but it definitely made my day a little better.

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