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🎉 Welcome to the Pet-Tea Hall of Fame Extravaganza! ☕🏆
Hey there, beautiful internet humans! It's your gal Charlotte Dobre, and today we're diving headfirst into the dazzling world of petty accomplishments that have earned people a VIP spot in the prestigious Pet-Tea Hall of Fame. Get ready for a rollercoaster of laughter, eye rolls, and a sprinkle of "Really, Karen?" Remember, folks, these petty legends aren't just creating chaos; they're pioneering a new era of audacity! So grab your favorite snacks, hit that subscribe button, and let's give a standing ovation to the unsung heroes of pettiness. This is Charlotte Dobre, signing off - stay petty, my friends! 🌟😂. Enjoy
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Hi, I'm Charlotte Dobre. I'm an actor, reactor, singer and sometimes (not really) comedian. On this channel I do reactions, commentary and occasionally I make a joke or two. I love poking fun at social media, weddings, entitled people, tiktok and OF COURSE petty people. I upload daily, usually 7 days a week, unless life gets crazy or I get lazy. Come hang out, it's a good time.
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My late grandmother once told me that my late grandfather had cheated on her and afterwards wanted a divorce. After they filed, he wanted her wedding ring so he could give it to the woman he cheated on her with so they could get married. My grandmother gave him the ring but took the diamond out of it. 🤣
Priceless Petty!❤😂
Yesssss, Queen.
Sounds acceptable to me, considering. 😏
yesss 😂 I love this for her
Well he just asked for the ring... 😅
I had a highschool teacher who was very color blind. He was amazing! One of those teachers that's everyones favorite. He told us when we all met him early on that he was colorblind and answered any questions we had. Then lightheartedly he told us that his wife picks out his clothes for him each morning so that he'd match for work and that we'd know if she's mad at him. Basically everytime she was mad at him, it was so obvious bc she would either send him in the most ridiculously mismatched outfits or let him pick his own out. On those certain mornings he would walk into class, we'd laugh at him and ask, "Soo, What'd you do?" And he'd just knowingly & painfully ask, "oh man, how bad is it?" 😂😂😅
we absolutely loved being in on her petty game all those years ❤
That is the most wholesome petty revenge story I have ever heard!!!🥹
This is the best petty revenge story for me 😂😂
This is beautiful lol I can't even be mad.
My brother in law is color blind (as an electrician) he has to FaceTime my my sister so she can tell him what color wires he's looking at. She also works in a daycare so sometimes she has her kids help him with their colors
I don't understand... my father is colorblind but it doesn't mean that they see in black and white so he doesn't see neon green for example but he KNOWS it's green because it's the same 'whatever other color he sees' that he has seen all his life 🤔
Once on a flight, a lady was complaining snd complaining to me that she didn’t want to sit next to a black man. I said OK and took the man up front to sit in First Class! She screamed at me saying “why didn’t you just let ME sit in First Class???” To that I responded, “In order to be seated in First Class, you have to have some.” Flight Attendants RULE! LOL!
😂❤
This was beautiful 😂
😅😅😅
I love this!!
Love it
One time my brother in law got angry at my sister in law for buying something he didn’t like and he told her that from now on she wasn’t to “make a move” without him.
She decided to take him literally! She woke him up to ask if she would get out of bed in the morning, she called him at work dozens of times throughout the day to ask if she could change the baby’s diaper, replace the toilet paper, etc.
but when she had his secretary interrupt a meeting saying she had an emergency and then asked if she could change her tampon he relented and never told her she had to ask for permission to do something again. 😉
Malicious compliance is so tasty 🤭😭
Yassssz!!! ❤❤❤
Bahahaha! The meeting and tampon part is absolutely amazing
😂
My husband wanted me to become a SAHM. After much deliberation since I wasn't too keen on the idea, I decided to just do it. First week I would make sure dinner was ready when he got home. Friday rolls around and I wanted to make an extra special dinner. I spent two hours prepping and cooking a beautiful, delicious meal. He walks in with a sheepish puppy dog look and says, "I wanted pizza for dinner." He proceeds to order it and eat it. I haven't cooked for him since - 5 years and counting.
YOURE DAMN RIGHT!!!! If you want pizza, pick up the damn phone! Shoot a text so you don’t waste your time on his dinner!!
Took me a minute to figure out “Stay at home Mom” SAHM
I love to cook and do alright at it(ex chef and all lol) but there are times where I dont feel like cooking.
We made a plan when I went to part time so could depend more time at home near the kids.
I cook so many times a week, and a certain nights are pizza or take out nights or go out to eat nights.
If I spent all day cooking extra special meal and hubs went and got pizza. Hes sleeping outside with the chickens and eating pizza out there too!
I do not blame her for being mad at all
Stay at home mothers and prostitutes have the same thing in common. How they put a roof over their head. Objectively speaking, as a man, the prostitute is a better value.
Woot woot 😅
When my in-laws were first married, in Oklahoma in the early 1920s, they were living with his parents. When they sat down for breakfast one morning, my father-in-law didn't like the dress she was wearing and told her to go change. She said no. So he went over and tore the dress off of her expecting her to run from the room in embarrassment. She did not. When he told her to go put something on she said, "No. You took it off of me so you must want me this way." She sat there in her underwear for the entire meal! He never did that again. That woman was a spitfire until the very end. Love you Mama! Miss you.🥰
What a class act. “No one can make you feel inferior without your consent.” -Elenor Roosevelt. I will always look up to any iconic woman who defied the system. Any woman who Stood up to tyranny and remained graceful in refusing to let anyone take her integrity. 🫶🏼 what a queen.
Your father in law, as in her husband?
My best friend did something similar to her ex. They were about to leave the house and she was wearing a mesh shirt with a black bra underneath, and her ex told her she was underdressed and to take it off. She said ok and took it off and walked out of the house. He was shocked! lol That day he learned not to ever try and tell her what to do or how to dress.
Well, obviously the lesson didn't stick, which is why he's an ex.
What a POS she married!
what a punk
My grandpa made the mistake of complaining about his food being cold after HE got home late. Grandma decided to let the dog have his literal place at the table and served the dog who was obviously more appreciative of her hard work and was there on time. Grandpa remained hungry that night and thanked grandma for dinner regardless of the temperature of it after that.
One woman told me that her husband rang and said he'd be late, and to put his dinner in the oven. When he got home (he'd been at the pub drinking, not working late) she pointed to the oven, where his ham and SALAD was being kept warm. I don't think they lasted long. Divorce on the cards when alcohol takes precedence over family time.
I like this one. Filing this away.
I love this.
@@Kayenne54 Those men who’d rather go to the bar than go home … they don’t like their wives and families. I’m glad this woman realized that and moved on.
Your story made me remember the times mom (my mom not my mom’s egg donor) would make my step dad dinner and he would pull the whole “I’m not hungry” if he was mad. Mind you we also had two little dogs and two big dogs. She said fine literally dropped the plate next to him and the dogs had a feast. They were oblivious very appreciative of the food my mom gave them. 😂 I miss my mom all the time. R.I.P
my brother and cousin were staying at my grandparent's summer cottage. They were asked to help my grandfather with chopping wood and piling it. My cousin refused, my brother got in there to help. For dinner my brother and grandfater got steak and potatoes, my cousin got a hot dog. grandmother told him the meal was for the men that worked, hot dog was for the children that don't. Never forgot that and god love her.
Charlotte, we have a problem. One 20 minute video turns into 90 minutes of reading comments. I almost burnt dinner. Respectfully, AdakStillStands
Same here
Same 😅😅😅
If someone is reading comments and wants a fun-fact: in Italy we do often put sugar in "Bolognese sauce".
It's an old tradition to compensate for the acidity. At least one spoon for every 5 or 6 tomatoes.
The USA Bolognese sauce and our "ragù alla Bolognese" are not the same thing, but in both are often traditionally added spoons of sugar.
Especially in the North of Italy, people used to put sodium bicarbonate, but sugar became more popular in the last centuries.
So your nonna would be proud nevertheless.
@@credendovides20 yes! As an italian too, i wanted to comment on that.
😂🙋♀️ yeah I am guilty of getting lost in the in the comments.
When I get aggravated with my husband, I fold his t-shirts, socks, and underware inside-out until I feel better. That early morning whisper of "WTF? AGAIN???" is so comforting!
Bahaha!😂❤❤
That's pretty good!!
My husband puts his underwear on inside out as it is but just the having to turn it all right side out is hilarious. Since he insists on leaving it inside out before laundry (I hate doing it and simply ask that he turn it right side out and zip or button but often “forgets”), I just leave it all as is and make him turn it out. I have even stoped folding his stuff because I’m not going to be bothered making it neat when he chucks in around in his drawers. Funny how now that he has to do it, all of his stuff stays nice and neat in his drawers.😂
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@@TheBaumcm I asked my ex to put his laundry right side out BEFORE putting it in the wash basket. He will get it back how I found it, and I won't even hang a shirt that isn't right. He learned!
About 20 yrs ago, my husband & 2 sons sat down to eat dinner & I hear muttering. I look up & my husband goes, "Really? This again?" Mind you, I worked 60 hrs a week as a hairstylist, shopped for all the groceries, cooked every meal plus making lunches for them all AND kept a spotless house. Who did these people think I was? Martha Stewart? So, I politely got up from the table, took their plates & threw everything in the trash....including what was on the stove. The next day I went to the grocery store & bought about 60 frozen dinners. I continued to buy frozen dinners for 2 solid months. Then I figured, "I haven't cooked for awhile. Maybe they've learned their lesson." Nope. I spent my one day off making homemade lasagna from scratch only to have my husband come through the door & say, "What is that awful smell?" I proceeded to take said lasagna out of the oven & toss it into the garbage......& hand him a microwave dinner & repeated the process for another 2 months. It's been 20 yrs. Not ONCE has anyone said a word about my cooking since.....and I'm an excellent cook. Just a petty potato 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣
Agree with everything but throwing the food away. I get it was to make a point but I would have finished the lasagna and taken it to the nearest fire station. They always appreciate home made meals.
@@Y3w3lz Yes. But at the time I was so mad that this never even crossed my mind.
@@Y3w3lzooo, filing this one away for next time. Thank you.
Good for you! I think I have the same husband as you do. I am a good cook (lots of people have said so), so when my husband kept whining about the food I made, I stopped cooking for HIM. I made just enough food for myself and the kids, so he was on his own. I NEVER COOKED FOR HIM AGAIN
My grandmother's first husband walked out while she was pregnant with their 3rd child. Said he "didn't feel married anymore." Apparently he'd been using his family as an excuse not to get drafted (1940's, WWII), saying there'd be no one to support the wife & kids, etc. Well, after he walked out, Grandma contacted his draft officer, and informed him of the situation. The officer was so obliging... Grandma's ex got his draft notice on his birthday.
My Abuelita owned a restaurant in Tijuana, Mexico when she was younger(she’ll be 99 next week! Yay Abuelita!). Well she is the queen of petty for so many reasons but one particular thing that stands out; almost daily this man would come in and he was a total jerk. Demanding service and never saying please or thank you. At the time, it wouldn’t be acceptable for her to flat out turn him away. There was one thing this man would do every single time he went into the restaurant…he would always order coffee, add sugar, cream, stir with a spoon and lick the spoon which was followed by him complaining loudly that his coffee was too cold and demanding a new cup immediately. This happened countless times until one day, Abuelita had enough. The guy arrived for his morning coffee and went through the same routine. But this time my Abuelita took the cup and removed the spoon then she proceeded to place the spoon on the hot griddle in the kitchen. Waited a few minutes then grabbed the spoon with an oven mitt and put it back into his cup. She gave it to the man and waited for him to take out the spoon and put it into his mouth. When he did, he jumped up and yelled a few expletives in Spanish. He went to say something to my Abuelita and she said “Hot enough for you?” Smiled and walked away. From then on, he never complained about anything and spoke to my Abuelita like the queen she is.
Is your Abuelita taking applications to adopt a 50-something grandchild? I speak some Spanish but really need to brush up on my expletives and she sounds awesome! 🤣¡¡¡Feliz cumpleaños, Abuelita!!!
@@EricaGamet Haha oh yes, the expletives. It’s so funny now that I think about her last birthday party when she turned 80, she was drinking a bottle of rum while a mariachi dancer was giving her a lap dance and she was slapping his booty. 🤣😅😂 Thank you for your birthday wishes! I will share them with her.
Wouldn't he have felt how hot the spoon was with his fingers considering she needed a mit to handle it? Seems unlikely that he would still put it in his mouth that hot but what do I know. 🤷♀️
@@donitawhite8111 This is the story I was told. Not sure what you gain by trying to pick it apart. It is kinda rude tbh.
@@anniegathers I surely will! She has Alzheimer’s Dementia but I know it will make her smile.
My grandma had two infants and was cooking dinner when her husband came home and he said something about dinner not being ready and her being lazy, she turned around and knocked him out with the cast iron pan and ate dinner with the kids in peace and left him there all night.
My grandma is Irish and scares everyone.
Holy crap your grandma's awesome
Ha ! I love your grandma, now I wish I was Irish.
She could give lessons! Ninja pan technique!
My friend is first generation American Irish and told me years ago “I learned at a very young age not to lip off to my mother in the kitchen or complain about food”.
😂Damn! That should have come with a warning. 😂
My great grandmother lived on a farm in Wisconsin with her husband and their 7 children. Great grandpa was a womanizing gambler and was usually just home long enough to get Gigi pregnant and then gone again, often for weeks or months at a time. Last time he left, without a word, Gigi sold the farm, moved the fam to Florida, purchased MANY acres and started farming. This was during the Great Depression. Gigi ended up with many more children (railcar kids), all of whom she put through trade school or college, depending on their leanings. 27 adopted children and their families showed up for her funeral, and people in that little town still occasionally talk about "Miss Alice". Never did hear from Great grandpa though...
My stepdad told me off once for "leaving a light on" in a room when I wasn't in there, despite the fact that I was fully intending to go back into that room. He said it didn't matter. My mom overheard.
To get back at him for being stupid, my mom proceeded to take every single light bulb out of the house- Including the one in the fridge. We lived in darkness until he acknowledged his mistake.
That was fun.
How long did the darkness last?
My Grandmother was a master at petty! My parents had been engaged for over a year...set the date, got the dress etc etc. My aunt, only a couple months before the wedding day, got engaged and said she had to get married before my parents. My grandmother was furious with her and insisted that no, they have been engaged and planning this for a year you can wait. Aunt kept pushing and then it came out that she wanted my grandparents to pay for their honeymoon. So my Grandmother set a plan in motion. They would pay for my Aunt's honeymoon but only if she waited until after my parents got married. My aunt agreed and when the time came for the honeymoon, she discovered that my grandparents and her youngest brother (who was 12 at the time) were also packed up ready to go. Turns out my Grandmother decided that if they were paying for this honeymoon, then it was a family vacation. So my aunt and uncle went on their honeymoon with my grandparents and my uncle in tow. LOL You should hear some of the petty things my mother did! I am from a long line of petty! LOL
What petty things your mom did? I wanna take notes
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@Kaastengels oh too many little things to list. But one big one was when I was little. My dad came home from the bar with his shirt ripped somehow and drunk. (The shirt comes into play later.) The next day, we were supposed to go to an event as a family. But dad was too hung over. So mom sent us to play somewhere and proceeded to make as much noise as possible around my dad. We came back later to Dad showered, alert and ready to take us to the event. But that shirt...for the next 10 to 15 years that shirt hung in full view in the laundry room, unwashed and still ripped. My dad had to walk by it every day. It wasn't until they remodeled that room that the shirt was finally discarded.
My grandmother told me one time she had just pulled a 12 hour shift as a nurse and she came home and still needed to cook dinner for her, their kids (4 in total) and husband. All she wanted him to do was wash up some of the dishes so she could start cooking...he proceeded to whine about is saying he worked all day also and was so tired blah blah blah. Like she wasn't just up herself almost a whole day and night also working as a nurse...but anyways he finally did start while she went to change out of her scrubs. He yells to her that he's going out that he will be back by the time the food is done &he had gotten the dishes done. So she goes in ti start getting the food out and goes to grab a plate out of the dish drainer and every single dish was so greasy still she almost dropped it, so she picks the rest up checking them and so once she realizes he half ass did them and expected her to just do them right her self and cook for him as he left her there with the kids on top of all this. She proceeded to throw and break every single dish he "washed" making sure to leave a beautiful mess for him to clean up when he got back from where ever the he'll he just left to go to. So she rounds up the kids, leaves the meat out and dishes broken on the floor and takes off to go get dinner at a restaurant with the kids. I don't think she came back that night and just went to her mother's so she could get some sleep. But refused to come back until he apologized and cleaned up the mess..When she finally did return the mess was cleaned up but she just got tired of him treating her poorly and they got divorced sometime later. I can picture it from start to finish lol. No one deserves that after working super long hours and still being a mother on top of it. I don't see anything wrong with her response 🤷🏼♀️
Your grandmother was a badass!
@@dtb8663 she still is!! Love her so much, she'll be 81 this year but tells these crazy stories about her life to anyone that will listen😂
It was actually my granddad who was petty! Turns out, I get my (severe lack of) height from him. Grandma was at least six inches taller. It came from his height being stunted due to lack of food when he was a prisoner of war, 1943-1945. And grandma liked wearing high heels. So she always looked extra tall (we are a short family). She made the mistake of commenting on it. Once. After that, she could never find matching high heels in her closet!
RIP, Granddad Maurice
My grandpa once told my grandma he wouldn't eat her selfmade bread because she hadn't learnt to be a baker, but the baker had, so he would eat the bread from the bakery.
She told him he could then eat only the bread from the bakery because she wasn't a professional chef either so he shouldn't have to eat what she cooks.
I had a friend who told me a story she made fresh bread for her family among other things but her son complained about the other kids at school having “real” bread for lunch, 🥪 as in store bought
@@ahtamclovin bruh fresh bread is amazing. Also tbh my grandma's fresh bread is at least as good as the one from the bakery.
@@ahtamclovinMy mom baked the most heavenly bread, and while my dad and I sat down to eat it hot from the oven, she would open up a bag of store-brand white bread. I asked her why she was basically eating polyester batting instead of her fresh bread, and she explained that her family didn’t have much money, and only the rich kids got store-bought bread. For as long as she lived, that cheap store-bought bread was the very taste of luxury to her.
@@janelorenzen3770I'm surprised she would like the flavor better..?
@@zeldapeax8311 It tasted fancy and special. To her.
My parents had the craziest relationship. They weren’t happy unless they were fighting and fought to the bitter end, married 52 years when my dad passed. One of my favorite stories of my mom’s petty paybacks was after one of their morning fights, dad went to work with a sandwich she had made him. Before he could take a bite, one of the guys he worked with noticed a piece of paper sticking out of the sandwich and grabbed it. My dad dismissed it as probably a love note from my mom trying to make up for pissing him off that morning. The guys at the other side of the table burst out in laughter, though, because the note said, “I hope you choke on this, you bastard!” 😂
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Lmaoooo
Lol I'd have left the plastic wrap on the cheese in his sandwich lol.
Yes queen 🤴
So I only found out about this during my grandmother's funeral a few years back. All my aunts and uncles flew in of course for the funeral.
During the wake my aunts were chatting about some of the stuff my grandmother used to do when she was younger and they told me a story of when she was really young.
She lived in New Jersey at the time. She barely had any money and had no car (this is important for later). One day she came home from work and her house was robbed.
A few months later, she learned that the person that robbed her was a friend of hers. She didn't learn about this until after he moved to California.
So my grandmother, with no car, and practically no money, hitchhiked from New Jersey to California, tracked this guy down, knocked on his door, and when he opened the door, she punched him in the face, turned around and hitchhiked back to New Jersey without saying a word to him.
And all I can think of was, grandma did that? Bake me cookies and fed me medicine while my parents were working while I was sick grandma did that?
Gammy was a Bad Ass!❤😂😂
Your grandma was a BADASS… I love it!!
Gammy is a legend!
A friend of mine moved into a new neighborhood. Important to say, there was NO HOA. My friend put 1 pink flamingo in her BACK yard, with a privacy fence. She received a letter, addressed to OCCUPANT. Please keep your yard ornaments tasteful. Well I have to say, she idles at petty. THE GAUNTLET WAS THROWN DOWN. This was before internet shopping was a thing, but she enlisted her petty soldiers, and EVERY PINK FLAMINGO, large and small, where gathered. At final count she had, ONE HUNDRED AND ONE, flamingoes in EVERY PART of her yard. Some from her new neighbors.🤣😂🤣 She found out which neighbor, was the KAREN. The woman, would look in her yard through a crack in the fence. But she also had to DRIVE PAST THE FRONT YARD TO ENTER THE SUBDIVISION. My friend lived there for 10 years, needless to say, HOLIDAYS WERE VERY, VERY, PETTY FUN, for the WHOLE NEIGHBORHOOD. 😂🤣😂🤣
My grandpa HATED the squirrels that got into the bird feeders right by his kitchen window because they ate all the bird feed. He would bang really hard on the window and yell at them all the time. My grandma always told him to settle down and stop hitting the glass or it would break. Sure enough, one morning when my sister and I were spending the summer with them, he hit the window so hard it cracked. The whole thing needed to be replaced, and it was a BIG window. He then griped about it for days.
I guess my grandma had heard enough, because after a few days of his complaining she took my sister and me to the craft store and bought like three bags of these little resin squirrel figurines. She had us go all over the house hiding them wherever we could. We thought it was the funnest thing ever, so we were attaching them to lamp pull cords, putting them in his dresser drawers, his popcorn bowls, his shoes, all the cups in the kitchen, his pillowcase, etc. They were EVERYWHERE. He never hit a window again. He did keep yelling at the squirrels though! Miss them both.
Petty Betty here.
Back when we first married, my husband and I shared cooking and laundry 50/50. We were late 20s (me) and early 30s (him), so we were both reasonably proficient at taking care of ourselves.
However, my husband had a bee up his butt and constantly interfered in my cooking, adding stuff and criticizing my process. I told him, if it was that important to him, he can cook allll by himself. So I quit cooking. He does 95% of all the meals. 🤣
About 6 months later, he started in on how I did laundry. I told him, if it was that important to him, he could do it all by himself. So I quit doing laundry. He does 95% of all our laundry. 🤣
We’ve been married almost 25 years. He doesn’t criticize anything I do around the house anymore. 🤣 ❤
Is that.... Because he does everything now? 🤣🤣
@@miriamvesela8461 Dishes and laundry!
He hasn’t complained about how I clean the house. Apparently learned his lesson, lol.
@@MrsWheezer That's good that he's learnt his lesson 😁
@@miriamvesela8461 I kept waiting for him to complain about how I clean the toilets. No such luck. 😂
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My grandfather was a pilot, my grandmother - a geologist (not a very "womanly" profession some 65 years ago in my country). He courted her relentlessly, promised to love her forever "for who she is and what she does". Eventually she agreed to marry him, and not 2 months later he started to say things like "Why don't you grow your hair, it would suit you better", "Why don't you buy more dresses, you look like a man with your haircut and all these pants and shirts" and, eventually, "Why don't you quit your job, I'll provide for all of us, and you're expecting already". So she said "And that's exactly why I never wanted to marry" and divorced him! She has continued to work in geological expeditions until she hit 70 and finally retired. He asked her to come back and promised he'd never try to change her again multiple times, but she wasn't the kind you can fool twice :)
She sounds awesome and good for her for not caving to societal pressures!
Good for her for getting out and never looking back!!!
Damn, when you think about it, you almost didn't exist! If she hadn't had put up with it as long as she did, she wouldn't have become pregnant. 😲
Sounds like my grandma, got divorced and never looked back. Always provided for herself
What a gal!
My nan told me that her and my granddad got divorced after years of him been an alcoholic and abuses. While they were together she said she knew what time he would be back from the pub and he always wanted his tea ready so she made him a cat food (meat)and potato pie. One night after he had physically hit her. She spent the whole day polishing the wooden floor and put the rug back on top, so as he came in demanding his tea drunk with one step on the rug he went flying across the room and landed in the fireplace and knocked himself out.
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Depression-era grandparents were the absolute pettiest ever. They did it well. Their creativity while still "staying nice" is unmatched.
My grandfather cheated on my grandmother. She packed up and moved out while he was at work and was unaware that she knew about the affair. She only left him a coffee maker, a bowl, a fork and a small frying pan in the kitchen. He called her complaining that he had to drink his coffee out of a bowl 😂
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My grandfather used to complain about my grandmother having really bad migraines. One day God gave him the worst migraine he ever experienced and my grandma looked at him and said "hmm must be a bad one" gave him an ice pack and said "come one it's just a migraine " which were his words to her when she had her last one. He never mocked her illnesses again because in his words "God and your Memaw dont like ugly."
my husband in a moment of insanity asked me why I haven't washed any clothes. We both work full time. I didn't touch the laundry for WEEKS after that. He got the message and is the king of laundry now 🤣🤣
I was mad about feeling unappreciated & was griping at my kids and my husband that they needed to do more around the house and that they didn't realize just how much I do. They just stared at me. I went on strike for 2 weeks. I acted just like them. They quickly realized and what do you know, my husband started getting everyone to do their part. From then on, I would threaten to go on strike again and they all got in shape!
The pettiest thing I ever did when I was mad at my husband: he used to work second shift, so he'd get off at 10 and come home. I had dinner saved for him. I would heat it up and give it to him to eat while I stayed up late just so we could connect for a few minutes before I went to bed. All I asked him to do was to put the dirty plate and silverware in the dishwasher. One night he didn't do that. He just left the plate sitting there when he was done with it. I wasn't going to touch it so I ignored it and he did the same thing a second night. After the third night I refused to bring him his dinner any more; if he wanted it, he had to go to the kitchen and heat it up. But he STILL left the dirty dishes sitting there, even with me asking him to get them into the dishwasher..
After TWO WEEKS of those stupid dirty dishes sitting there, I had had enough. I welcomed him home as usual one night. He ate dinner while I sat with him and then I kissed him good night and went to bed. He never noticed that the dirty dishes had disappeared, and he didn't ask what happened to them.
But he found out. Oh, yes, he found out: They were piled up on *his* side of the bed. He must have discovered them when he tried to get into bed in the dark. I have no idea how he reacted because I was sound asleep, but the next morning the dirty dishes were in the dishwasher.
We've been happily married for 32 years. We have never, ever talked about what happened that night.
Really, OMG! 😂😂😂
Omg! You win!!! This is EPIC!!!!! 👏🥇🏆👏
yesssssssss, slay queen
I've done this to my roommate lmao
I honestly thought you were going to say you were saving the dirty dishes and just straight up serving the meal on the dirty plates 😂😂
Thats a good story though haha! That's lovely though, that you've been together for 32 years 😊
My grandma had a friend who would keep her beloved husbands ashes with her almost everywhere. I think it was about 1 year after he died she found out he was having an affair when he passed. She found out who the woman was, walked up to her when she was at bat ina softball game and dumped his ashes on home plate. Said "here you go, you can have him" and walked away.
Now THAT'S petty!
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YAS!! Her friend was a gangster! I love it! 😂
Except in a lot of places, it’s illegal to dump ashes.
@@fourlittlebirds6166 Does it being illegal negate how petty it was?
My boyfriend would always critique the meals I cooked, saying things like, "I'd have put more (fill in the blank) if I had cooked this" or "My ex-wife made this so much better." I'd finally had enough of being compared (mind you, I was working full-time and doing all house chores while he worked odd jobs occasionally), so I said, "Oh, not a problem," grabbed his plate and threw it in the trash, plate and cutlery, and all. Then I grabbed all the leftovers and threw them in the trash, as well. After that, I pretty much only made enough food for myself haha! And when he decided to cook, I'd make comments such as, "My husband used to make this so much better because he would (insert details)" or "My mom used to...." - you get the idea. Needless to say, that relationship bombed!
My late maternal great grandmother, Nani, was such a brat and we loved her. Didn’t matter if she had diabetes, you can take her candy away from her cold dead hands. I took my first steps towards her on my first birthday. She was lovely.
Anyway, on to the story. So my mother is a hairstylist (and honestly acts like everyone’s auntie, friend, sister, mother, and uncertified therapist) and, as such, gets to know all her clients very personally.
Well, one of her long-time clients was telling my mother about how her granny somehow managed to get into “Old Lady Time-Out” at the nursing home facility despite being the victim of some other old lady’s bullying and putting, of all things, a live frog down her blouse. My mother said that her grandmother, Nani, also lived at that nursing home and she was planning to visit her soon, so she’d do some investigation work on her client’s behalf.
So!
The day of the visit arrives and momma is ready to get the tea from Nani (because if y’all have ever worked in or frequented an old person living facility, you know they gossip and cause drama like a bunch of high schoolers). Well, turns out that tea was a bit more literal than we thought. Because Nani was also in “Old Lady Time-Out” despite some other old lady having dumped a pitcher of iced tea on her during lunch the other day (…or water…it’s been over a decade since I heard the story…we’re Okies so it’s probably iced tea).
Knowing Nani, these events were connected. So momma did a bit more digging there to find the truth. Which went as such:
Client’s Granny participated in this sort of bake sale that the nursing home did to raise money and give the residents enrichment. Nani threw some shade at Granny’s subpar baked goods, which is a significant insult in the grandma community. Slanderous even. Especially coming from a nanna that knows her way around sweets. So, in retaliation, the Granny confronted Nani later in the cafeteria and decided to relay her hurt feelings in the form of a pitcher of liquid onto Nani. Because Nani was a petty force to be reckoned with, she somehow managed to go into the garden, smuggle in a live frog, and give the Granny payback in the form of an amphibian entering her clothing without her consent.
Thus, the two were both put in “time-out” by the facility. (I don’t exactly know what “time-out” entails since Nani somehow managed to finding the Granny to frog).
When my mother saw her client again, she was eager to know if my mother uncovered the truth and caught the culprit who frogged her grandma. My mother, grimacing, admitted that she did, indeed, find the culprit, her Nani. While and after sharing the whole story, the two were laughing to tears because (a) it was absolutely in-character for their grandmas to act that way, and (b) truly, it does not matter how old we get, people will still act like petty dramatic teens from time to time 😂
OMG! “find the granny to frog” did me in! 😂
my grandpa would never let my grandma drive or work outside the house. he complained that he wanted meat in every meal. she went out and bought a lot of meat, i mean a lot!!!. he was happy for about two weeks and the meat ran out. she said,' we cant eat for two weeks because all the food budget went on meat. don't you wish we were two income. she trained to become a plumber and he shut up. I love my grandma.
Pretty hard to stand on those principles when your tummy is grumbling.
Maybe ten years ago my husband always begged me to make a certain type of cookie. The recipe calls for four cups of flour which is hard to mix with so little wet ingredients. I left a little flour out for better texture and he flipped! We had company over and he went on and on about “You made them wrong!! It changed the texture!! You have to blah blah blah”. Even my BIL said “your wife made cookies! They’re cookies! Shut up!” Ten years later do you think I even once have made those cookies for him. NO.
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Awwwwwww Queen Charlotte ❤️ me
Wow, he is an a-hole. He can do them himself then.
If he wants cookies, and he knows how they should be made, he can make them himself right ?
Drop the recipe, sis! Then you can let him know that the whole internet is enjoying them without him.
My brother lived with my grandparents during his middle to high school years. He secretly smoked cigarettes during high school since our grandparents were strict he did not want them to know. My grandmother caught on because the smell is pretty obvious. She always cooked us a nice lunch and one day it was time for lunch and he had no plate. He asked about it and she said “oh you’re still hungry? I thought you might be full from all those cigarettes you’ve been smoking” the look on his face. 😅
My grandparents were married for 62 years. They had 8 living children (3 stillborn as well) and ran a very large farm. They were married "later," in their late 20's. When they passed away (grandma lived to 91, grandpa lived to 105), we found a postcard from grandma to grandpa from their courting days. Grandma had written, "Thank you for coming to church to watch me play [the organ]. I'm sorry I was so crabby." Little did grandpa know, he was signing up for 62 years of crabby!! :D When they would fight, grandpa would turn off his "ears" - his hearing aids - and grandma would get extra, extra mad at him!
My grandfather cheated on my grandma. When she found out she moved in with his best friend of over 30 years, began a relationship with said best friend.Brought him to every family event. Brithdays, holidays, bbqs.
LEGENDARY!!!🫡🫡🫡🫡
Grandma is a gangster 😂😂
@jaymersp: It looks like she did that not out of anger, but out of happiness: happiness that she was given the green light to do that, which she apparently really wanted to do and maybe was waiting to do and eventually got the perfect chance :)
When my grandmother was alive, she told me about how my grandfather hated pork, swore he couldn’t stand it and wouldn’t eat it. Then she said, “but he doesn’t know that I’ve been cooking pork all these years, telling him it’s beef and he can’t tell the difference.”😂 Apparently he does like it.🤷🏻♀
Fun fact: if something is put out on the curb or in a trash receptacle out by the curb for pick up, it is considered public property and therefore up for grabs by anybody.
Also, the best petty compliance I have ever done was at my job. Picture this it's 3 minutes until closing time (my McDonald's closes at 11). We have a lady come through drive-thru. I'm like welcome to McDonald's, what can I get for you tonight? She starts out nice and polite, gives me her order, then mentions needing a replacement for an item from a messed up order from a week ago. We have a log for replacement orders so we can know who needs what replaced. I ask her what her name is , who she talked to, and when so I can find her in the log. She tells me her name, says the date she "called", and that the manager she talked was someone named Lindsey or Leslie she wasn't sure. Well her name wasn't in the book anywhere and the managers she mentioned Lindsey never worked there and Leslie had quit a month prior. So I tell her to pull forward and we'll keep checking the book. She pulls forward (it's now 30 seconds to closing time) and the person in window tells her we can't find her in our book. He tries to explain to her that without proof of purchase we can't help her (this is policy). She starts getting rude telling the person in window to look again. He tells her we looked at every page and entry in the book and can't find her name. She demands to speak to the manager. So we get the manager. He tries to explain to her what she was just told we can't find her name in the book without proof of purchase we cant help her. She get even more rude. It is now 12 minutes past close. The manager closes the window and walks away before he loses his temper because she wasn't listening. So I just want to finish cleaning the restaurant and go home. I ask the manager if he wants me to just get her cashed out hand her her food and get her on her way. He says yes but try to hurry we need to do closing tasks. I say ok and go to the window. I open the window and she instantly starts demanding to know my manager's name. She's all what's his name ?! I want his name! Give me his name! I tell her due to safety policies I can not give her his name, however I do need $11.34 to get her cashed out and on her way home with the food she ordered. She keeps demanding the manager's name. I think I told her like 3 times I can't give it to her and that i needed $11.34 to get her her food and get her on her way home. She goes, "You need to listen!" At this point, I'm done with this interaction. I'm tired, I want to do my closing tasks and go home. So I cut her off saying "No, you listen, it's currently 11:14. That's 14 minutes past our closing time. I need $11.34 to get you cashed out so you can have your food and be on your way home. Because without proof of purchase I can't help you, and I can't give you the manager's name due to safety policy." She yells at me to "SHUT THE F-ING WINDOW THEN!" So I said "ok" and did what she said. I shut and locked the window. The look on her face was priceless. It said to me "the audacity of doing what I said and not arguing back." Petty compliance at its finest.😂
Stay safe and stay awesome 💜
TLDR: had a lady come through drive-thru and order food then try to get free food. Plan failed so she got rude and demanded private information on the manager. Was told no help could be given to the free food, and no private info would be given to her. She gets told her total so she can get the food she ordered but no free food. Keeps demanding private info. Is told to either pay her total and take her food or leave the drive-thru because it's after closing time. She says to shut the f-ing window. So I said ok, shut the window and locked it. Look of audacity was my prize for petty compliance.
Omg a chance to share this story.
My mom was the petty wife and my dad clapped back and made her head explode. It's been like 30/40 years and she's still mad at him about it and he's still very slyly proud.
They had some kind of fight and my mom threw a pork chop at him at the dinner table. My dad, not wanting to give her the satisfaction, said nothing. He just picked up the pork chop and ate it without a word. Her head exploded right off her shoulders she was so pissed at him for the lack of reaction. If pork chop is said around them she grumbles about it under her breath and glares at him and he just smiles all sweet like he doesn't know what's going on. 🤣
My grandfather told my grandmother that she should mow the yard since she was a stay at home mom and had time to do it(she took care of 5 kids) so she bought a goat and put it in the backyard. Years later, he suggested she dye her hair because of a couple greys...so she dyed his hair black in his sleep. I aspire to be as unhinged as her❤
Bahahaha!!😂❤
Legend!!!
My grandpa cheated on my grandma, my dad was and still is the most petty man I know. He played the long game, became a successful Doctor and when he returned to act like the proud 'parent', my dad reminded him loudly in public how grandma was the one to raise him while the sperm donor cheated on her. Admittedly my sibling and I did not like our grandpa after hearing about what happened and avoided him as well.
Sorry about why it had to happen. But your dad is the GOAT! I am inspired to be this petty
Petty is at times just lack of maturity. But if it made you feel better hopefully it was worth it
@@michellekeith5602 i like the way you worded this. Most times i dont feel better and end up feeling worse. At this point in time its water off a ducks back for me.
@@michellekeith5602 it was. I know my Dad is happy without that man. I never met him myself and I hope I don't.
It is really sad that your dad involved you into this so you don’t have your relationship with grandpa.
My dad didn’t have a good relationship with his dad. His dad started to drink heavily when he was 30 and my dad was 2. I really appreciate my dad’s attitude towards our relationship with grandpa. He never said anything bad about him when we were kids. My brother and I were the only grandkids our grandpa had. When my brother was born grandpa went to rehab facility and stop drinking. He was amazing with us. I am really glad my dad didn’t program us against him because he personally felt bad about him.
Maybe a year before my grandpa died he finally told me how hard it was to be a soldier during WWII. He also told how he loved a woman but his parents organized his marriage with my grandma. Same thing happened to my grandma. It was unhappy marriage from beginning to end. It was Soviet Union and divorce was not an option. Grandpa started to drink as many others. I love my grandma but she is not an easy woman even to live with.
The whole point is what happened between your grandpa and grandma- their relationship. You probably don’t even know the whole story. But you and your grandpa should build your own relationship. Don’t waste this opportunity just because your dad and your grandma hate this man
There is a crazy story in my family about my great grandmother where when my great grandfather told her “women there better be food on the table when I get home” the next night she sure had it on a table…a table out on the front lawn.
My grandfather did all the cooking, because my grandmother couldn't cook, which meant they usually had repeated meals, as he worked and cooked quick meals because he was tired. My grandmother complained and demanded something different all the time. My grandfather finally told her if she didn't like what was cooked, she can cook the next meal. So, my grandmother proceeded to make biscuits for a dinner my grandfather was cooking. They were so hard, my grandfather threw one at the concrete front steps, AND IT BROKE A PIECE OFF OF THE STEP!!! 😂 My grandmother never complained after that! 😂
Okay, who has the *audacity* to come on here and tell Charlotte not to make silly comments and tell random side stories!? My guy. That is literally why we are all here! To soak in the Charlotte-y goodness of funny accents and weird catchphrases and freakouts over internet drama! 😂🎉 Keep on being you, Charlotte, it's what we love and what make your videos so funny!
Totally here for it too!😂❤
yes!!!!!!!!!!
SOME PEOPLE GET MAD ITS SO IRRATIONAL😂
why would I even watch the channel if it wasn't for her comments 🤣
What did I miss? Where is this dummy?
When my grandma found out my grandpa cheated on her, she drove all the way to his mistress house and dropped off my four ants and my dad (he is the youngest and was two at the time) telling them “to have fun”. She didn’t came home until the fifth day with divorce papers and a lawyer. When asked what she did in those five days, she just tells me “ life is a buffet and you get to try a little bit of everything”. 😏
my late grandma LOVED Christmas and Christmas decor. my grandpa once made a comment about how she had SO MANY tubs of the stuff, that she needed to go through it and get rid of some (for context, my grandpa was and still is just as bad of a hoarder). granny was mad, but she obliged and ended up giving my mom 6 large totes of the decor. Apparently, it wasn't enough for Pawpaw. He said she needed to get rid of more and that, in his opinion, she shouldn't have more than 3 totes of the stuff... Granny donated some to a couple friends... and then went to Walmart and Hobby Lobby and ended up with about 4 more totes of Christmas decor.
One day I was having dinner with my family and my grandma brought out all the food. After having the main she brought out dessert presenting it all "cheese cake, fruit cake and ice cream" but my grandad said "no it's not fruit cake its christmas pudding" as we were eating our dessert they kept going back and forward fighting over if its fruit cake or christmas pudding. So, my grandad being the petty man he is, when we were all in the dining room chatting he disappeared into the kitchen. We were all a bit confused but continued chatting. Later as we all went into the living room on the tv stand there was the box the 'fruit cake' had been in and it was facing the side that in big white letters read 'christmas pudding'. My grandad was smug for the rest of the day.
My father was having an affair. My mum waited till he was in a drunken sleep and smeared mustard on his bits. He thought he’d caught something as he was so sore the next morning. He went to the doctors but never spoke to my mum about it. She passed in 2023 but had 25 years freedom after her divorce. She was the most amazing woman ❤🏴
I am so very sorry for your loss. I lost my mom 01/23/2023 and I am just this week coming out of my depression. (Thanks to a lot of trial and error with antidepressants. I had anxiety and depression before my mom died, but her death put me into "major Depressive disorder.")
Thank you so much for sharing the wisdom of that brilliant and wonderful woman! My sincere condolence on your loss.
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Our neighbor’s kids would repeatedly (like 4-5 times a day) kick their ball into our fenced yard, and proceed to come ring our bell to ask for it back. This went on for MONTHS.
These neighbors called the police on us because my husband didn’t IMMEDIATELY return a ball one time (he was working from home and in a meeting). He had told them he’d get it later, forgot all about it and had the *audacity* to leave his own home for a run.
The police showed up, talked to us for a bit, and mentioned that they told our neighbors that we didn’t have to “hop to” every time they threw a ball into OUR yard. And that the next time they were called out for something like this, they would be issuing a citation for misuse of emergency services.
We haven’t heard a peep (or seen a ball) since.
My grandmother donated all of her husbands things to a charity 2 towns over when she found out he cheated on her
not my grandparents, but my parents. My mom used to make homemade biscuits from scratch and my dad made a comment years ago that they were like hocky pucks. (they didn't rise properly one time while they were baking.) My mom has not made them since. She also refuses to cook now after cooking dinner every day for the last 32 years of their marriage and now he cooks and makes enough leftovers we eat throughout the week. She rarely cooks dinner now and I think it's hilarious. She stopped cooking because he got a new fancy grill and made some comment about her not doing anything while he works all day. Serves him imo XD
In 1995, as a newlywed, my husband commented several times that my cooking wasn’t like his Moms. After 12-14 hours of prep and cooking at Christmas, because we couldn’t go home to family, I served everything my Mom would have… and he didn’t like it. Any of it. I’d forgotten egg nog, even though it was never served in our home and he did not mention it until that day.
Well, it’s 2024 and he still cooks…
Yup. Don't like how I do it, the job is yours.
My daddy (murdered by his girlfriends husband, but that’s another story) told my mama she didn’t make his scrambled eggs 🥚 like my granny,his mama, did so she and my aunt took the plate 🍽 into the kitchen and chopped up the eggs and brought em back NOW they were right, I like my eggs the same way scrambled chopped up with mayo, daddy has been gone since I was 5 nature over nurture 🤷🏼
@@ahtamclovin As I read your reply, I got the giggles. My Great-Uncle, (thank you LadyKris3345) was run over by a horse & buggy, being driven by his girlfriend. She believed he’d been cheating… I laugh way harder than I should every time I recall reading about it. We are a hot-tempered people 🤣😂🤣😂
@@MrsDonnaEgreat-uncle. The brother of your grandfather is your great-uncle. 😉
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My mom told me that not long after they got married, my dad complained about how she did his laundry. So she said if you don't like the way I do it, do it yourself. She NEVER did his laundry again.
I did this with my second husband. He always complained how I did it so I let him do it himself since he was so much better at it.
The couch in the yard reminded me of one of our neighbors calling the city on us because our yard hadn't been mowed. It wasn't anything terribly high and we planned on cutting it that weekend (like most normal people). Because we have small/short dogs we do make a real effort to keep our yard cut on a regular basis. I think this particular time we skipped one weekend, so it was due, but not a forest! She is an older lady who does nothing but work in her yard all day long while my husband and I work during the week. Well...the city gave us 10 DAYS to "rectify the situation" or we would be fined. Although we had absolute FULL intentions of cutting it in two days (on a Saturday), we waited the FULL TEN DAYS before cutting it. Additionally, anytime we were on a 10 day "notice" we made sure to be outside "trimming trees or weed-eating," but not actually cutting the lawn. We continued to do this for every notice we received (about 5) until the calls stopped and she realized that she would get what she wanted much quicker if she just let us cut it when our schedule permitted. Haven't received a notice in about 4 years now!
You HAVE to give your video editor a raise. These edits and animations lately are absolutely HILARIOUS!!
My grandma was upset that grandpa left on a hunting trip. She moved their bedroom door, dry walled over the original door, while he was gone that weekend, so the new door was several feet away from where it had been. He came home in the middle of the night, didn't turn on the lights, and walked into a wall.
Grandparents always have a petty story.
WHAT!? That is amazing she had serious skills. I wouldn't know how to do that if I wanted to!Way to go! PETTY QUEEN!
This is hilarious! 😂
My grandfather had a habit of slamming his coffee cup on table when he wanted more coffee. My grandmother replaced all the cups and mugs with Styrofoam cups. 😂
The tomato sauce has to have some sugar in it to balance the bitter/acid from the tomatoes... It's also how you keep it tasting fresh even when you re -heat it afterwards.
This is cooking 101.
Source: Am Southern European and grew up with everyone and their mother doing it that way.
My grandma and grandpa barely do Christmas unless people come to visit (something about being married for so long and they don’t know what to give each other at this point.)
They agree to go Christmas shopping together and just pick the others gifts in the moment. Turn it into a cute date and everything.
For some reason my grandpa throws this idea out and just buys my grandma’s presents without her. She comes home to them wrapped and placed on the living room table. My grandma is ridiculously passive aggressive.
She told me this account firsthand when I came for the usual visit in JUNE. She’d left the presents on the table for 6 months with the condition that my grandfather either return them or go on the agreed shopping trip with her. He felt she was over reacting and refused and my grandmother wasn’t backing down. It’s been 10 years and I still don’t know what happened to those gifts.
My husband complained I was making too much spaghetti bolognaise (back in the beginning of our marriage when money was tight), we’ve been married 31 years now and I’ve never cooked spaghetti bolognaise again.
When we were first courting I bought him a nice watch, he got the shits with me one day and threw it in the ocean, I have never bought him another watch to this day
Back in the day when mum and dad were first married they had a wood fired stove. Dad hadn’t chopped the wood in a while and the rack was empty. He came home from work ready to eat tea and mum put a raw steak and raw vegetables on a plate in front of him. He didn’t say a word, just got up chopped the wood and filled the stove. Mum was so petty I’m proud of her lol.
I died during the "...it wouldnt be....transformative..." *transforms into a box/car and disappears into the abyss* LMAO Charlotte - your editors are amazing! 🤣🤣
My Nan and Pop (Granddad) met in a munitions factory in WW2 (I believe it was No. 23 Filling Factory in Avonmouth, Bristol). Nan was Pops supervisor, and if they had a row the night before, she refused to pass any of his work- yup we are from a whole line of Petty Queens😂
My maternal grandparents, in all honesty, got along fabulously well. I was around them a lot while growing up and well into my adulthood. I never once saw them fight and never felt any kind of tenseness between them. They always talked together pleasantly and shared their lives in complete harmony. Their love for each other was palatable…
My dad during a fight told my mom he didn’t appreciate her bringing him coffee in bed in the morning. She never served him another cup of coffee again, even if he was sitting 3 feet away at the kitchen table. She would make the cup of coffee for him if she was getting one and leave it on the counter by the pot for him to go get. 😂
Everyone at my mom's, husband's job always knew when my mom was mad at him. She would do all his laundry and iron all of his clothes. He worked at a higher executive job. He was color blind she would mismatch his tie his socks and his shirts and his pants, but he never knew until his office would laugh and say "oh is Linda mad at you?"😂 My mom is gone now but Tim and I still communicate and miss her very much❤
OMG! So we bought a new house with a ton of beautiful trees, didn’t even consider what the fall was going to be like. To say we were overwhelmed is a huge understatement. In my state you have to put them in special recycling bags or in a yard clippings trash can so they can be collected and recycled, it’s the law. There is also a cut off date for the last day of pick up. We are working our butts off for like 2 weeks trying to get this all done as just more and more leaves keep coming down. At one point a wind storm came up and a pile of leaves were working on kinda blew off into the cul-de-sac (and apparently some into our neighbors yard) whoops…neighbor was very unhappy and made a point of calling my husband over and complaining to him about the leaves. My husband apologized and explained how we were overwhelmed and offered to come and blow the leaves out of his yard, the dude seemed annoyed but declined. In total we bagged up like 35 tall lawn bags and that wasn’t even all the leaves. We have to pay for each bag that needs to be picked up. We had a much better plan of attack this year and it went much better. That neighbor will forever be deemed Stupid Ass Leaf Guy.
I once made a from scratch lasagne for my ex husband. I made my own pasta and roux-based white sauce and red sauce with fresh herbs. I spent about 5 hours making this dish that I'm sure all Italian Nonnas would be proud of. I set a plate in front of him and without even tasting it or complimenting me on my efforts, that MF asked for some Helmans mayo on the side. There are other reasons why he's an ex, but that's one of the things that had me thinking twice.
My ex asked for ketchup when served mine, I mean WTF!!!
@@teresamanley6825 we're both better off without them, I'm sure your lasagne is awesome!
@CuppycakeWillow Absolutely, much better off! I'm sure yours was even better, all that time and effort must have been mouth-watering good.
My Mom is super petty! Always was with my dad. One of her favorite stories that she liked to tell was when Dad was backing up her gold Gran Torino with the matching fishing boat. She was trying to give directions and help and he told her to shut up. So she did. Even when he was heading toward the mailbox. She didn't say a word. Even when he hit the mailbox and scratched her car. He gets out and says, why didn't you tell me I was close to the mailbox. She just looked at him with a straight face and said, you told me to shut up, so I didn't say a word. And then he had to fix the damage done to her car.
I love your mum.
My great grandparents were like this! 😂 My great grandpa was a top level engineer in the 40s, 50s, and 60s my great grandma was a top level housewife and had EVERYTHING down to a system from chores to kids to lunches, meal prep, you think of a stereotypical housewife keeping everything in tiptop shape back in those days, that was my great grandma! Well, when my great grandpa retired, he decided he was going to come home and start trying to control how she ran the house so she said, "OK! If you know how to do this so well, then go ahead and do it!" and sat down to read the paper... Needless to say, she was quickly back to running the house how she had been doing for forty-some odd years and he found other things to occupy his time other than interfering with her duties around the house! 😂🤣
This has been one of the best petty vids you’ve done. That waitress…. What a legend. Long may she reign 👑
Hey Charlotte I hope you see this♥️ I love your content so much you’ve helped me find my identity. I’m no longer apprehensive about being loud, weird and a bit petty. Thank you for helping me find my tribe. Love from South Africa 🇿🇦
My mum and dad were married in 1960 and the first time my mum made chops for dinner, my dad asked why it wasn’t cut off the bone and cut up, like his mother used to do for him. My mum basically said that she wasn’t his mother, she was his wife and if he wanted to eat, he’d have to cut his meat himself. He never asked for ‘help’ again!!
My grandpa used to drink, then he'd hit a little. Grandma got tired of it, roll him in a blanket, hit him with the frying pan repeatedly. Grandpa stopped drinking.
Not my grandmother, but my mother. When my parents first got married, she would cook for him and he'd get home and say "It's good, but mom makes it like [insert whatever]". My mother replied with "Fine, then she can make that for you."
He started running out of meals for her to make before he finally learned to shut up... Funny thing is, because of this, he learned to cook on his own and now cooks 99% of meals when the family gets together XD The training is real!
My maternal Grandparents were both RAGING alcoholics. My Grandmother was also addicted to Valium, and my Grandfather was also addicted to vaginas that belonged to anyone BUT my Grandmother. Their version of being "petty" toward one another always involved some kind of police investigation. Gosh, I miss them.
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My Grandma was also petty. She was dating a guy and they bought a tandem together (yes a tandem).
When they broke up, as they had paid an equal share, she asked that either she gets the bike and she will pay him for his half or he gets the bike and pays her.
He refused to pay her and took the bike.
So one day she went to his house and took her half. Literally.
Miss you Grandma, the legend you were.
My great grandma wanted a fireplace. My great grandpa continued saying he'd get around to it for however long it took to run out my great grandmother's patience. The next day he came home to an axe in the wall and she said "I would like a fireplace right there." She had a fireplace by the end of the upcoming weekend.
Gangster grandma 😂
@@dr.strange.10 She was the most terrifying person I've ever met and she lived to be 101 purely on spite, I'm pretty sure.
@@evilkillerpoptarts wooohhh🤯
My dad use to gloat about how our dog ((gift to my mother so really it was her dog)) loved him the most. Each time he'd say that to someone round, my dog would be in his lap. My mom would look over, pat her lap and the dog would bolt to her lap and settled back down, nuzzling into her. My dad could never get the dog to come back to him, he hated it lmao.
My favorite petty moment as a cashier was when this family of grown adults was incredibly hateful and disrespectful, talking about how slow I was because they were in a hurry, making rude remarks and just talking crap. It was instant karma my friends, because it ended up that they needed change, and I had to call a manager to bring more change up...all for some pennies. They kept belittling me, and even had the AUDACITY to ask if I had change that I could just give them so they could be on their way. Right 😂 because I'm gonna go out of my way for you after you were jerks? Haha, think again, Karens and Kens! 😂 I made them wait for their change. It was only like 3 cents too. Sucks to suck! Bahahahaha.
My mum was a server as a teen and a couple left the remainder of their change from the bill….it was 1p. She only realised when they were almost getting into their car so she ran as fast as she could just to catch him up, give him the penny and said “I’m sorry sir, it seems like you need this more than me” and just walked away. She said she pulled the best pity face for him like he’d just had crappy news
Perfect petty is when you can really F someone off but you’ve been polite so they can’t do anything!
I think the pettiest thing my maternal grandma has ever done is to her late husband’s parents. They were really abusive to her and they bought a family plot before they died and my grandma has the remaining four plots. They were also incredibly racist so my grandma sold the plots right next to her mother-in-law to a Vietnamese couple. She always looks so smug when she tells the story.
Had a friend whose grandparents bought 6 plots for them and their two kids + spouses. Grand ma died and was buried in plot #1. Grandpa died and his wish was to be buried in plot #6 so he wouldn’t have to be next to her for eternity. 😂😂😂
Grandpa had a fling, he's a fisherman so he is always on his boat. He always bring this chocolate woth him, but he doesn't like sweets! Grandma is already doubtful. Grandma caught him, they never separated but grandma still put those sweets on the table day and night for everyone to see and eat. Just to remind grandpa about it. But now its a tradition. She died last 2020. Gone but never forgotten.
I love couch lady!! it reminds me of the lady that got butthurt because there was a gargoyle on her neighbors porch.. and it made the gargoyle famous and got donations for charities too LOL
I'm surprised that when Grandma put the forks back, she didn't then hide all the spoons for a week, and then only serve him cereal for breakfast and soup for dinner.
I love it when Charlotte goes off on a tangent, telling the story of how she got a free chair once that turned out to be full of dead mice, then forget what the point of the story was. As an ADHD story teller myself, I can relate. 😝
Same
Mary Jane also does that to ya. Charlotte has hinted at it many times. :)
I thought she was going to suggest to take it somewhere where professionals would clean it before taking it home.
@@kaoutermouslimhaliba7145I was worried Charlotte was going to say that they found human or animal flesh
the smell uuuggghhhh
My great grandfather had a petty moment with his neighbors once. He kept telling the neighbors to keep their rabbit out of his garden because their pet rabbit was destroying the stuff that he was growing. They would not listen. Finally he told them that next time the rabbit comes in to his garden that he's having rabbit stew. One day the rabbit comes into the garden again and so my grandpa went inside, grabbed his shot gun, and went out and shot the rabbit. They had rabbit stew that night.
Grandmas are the original Petty queens. My grandma had a gorgeous blue with purple flowers dress she loved and wore for special occasions/church, etc. My grandfather said he hated the color purple and she should just get rid of the dress. She was like fine. She kept the dress, boxed it for storage, but bought nothing but purple dresses until the day she died in the late 60s. Mom said she had about 50 purple dresses in various shades and the one gorgeous blue and purple dress that started the purple wars that my 16 year old mom inherited and altered to fit her and wore it to my grandmother's funeral. Never met Grandma but she's my freaking hero.
My favourite part of the petty cutlery story is that when she finally put the forks back she decided to make soup.
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She was like you can have your forks back but you ain't going to use them.
I wonder if she took the spoons 🥄 then 🤣
@@ahtamclovin lol she only left one ladle and the whole family had to take turns 😂
My grandma, who’s still alive, 91 yrs old and fitter than a fiddle, is fucking iconic. This spanish woman got married to a portuguese man (my grandpa), bc her sister’s husband knew him from work and they were introduced that way, and her sister wanted my grandma to come live close to her in Portugal. My grandma, who has a lot of suitors and wasn’t really that interested in settling down, bc she had her own work, her own money and liked her independence, was finally convinced to go for this guy since he made a lot of grand gestures in the beginning and she figured that her biological clock was ticking, so she might as well settle down soon kf she wanted to have kids (she was in her late twenties/early thirties). And also, ofc, her sister living in the same city was kind of s deciding factor.
Well, she marries him, and they have 3 children together. My abuelita came from a pretty wealthy family and had always had a maid growing up, so when she came to Portugal she didn’t even knownhow to cook an egg, she told me that she remembers calling her parent’s house back in spain to ask her nanny how to to it. But my grandma has always been a go-getter, she was raised by a feminist father who told all of his daughters that they should work and be independent, and she put that same attitude towards learning how to do housework and take care of her children (3 sons). Well, things were pretty good in the beginning, but soon she noticed that my grandpa started to change (or show his true colours). As she tells it, she started to notice how different portuguese women were treated compared to spanish women in city she’d come from. In Spain, the husbands went to work and made money, but when they came home they handed it over to the wife, who managed the household. Well, in Portugal things didn’t work the same - she started noticing how women on the streets were always wearing clothes of lesser quality than their men. How her husband refused to ”give” her money to spend on clothing, school things snd even food for her kids. Finally, she had to resort to making jewelry and meat pies, anything she could sell at a food stall to get money because her husband refused to give her access to any funds, and she started to suspect that he was cheating, then got confirmation. Ofc she told him that she was leaving him, going back to her parents house in Spain, but back then the man of the household held all authority over the children, so he told her that she could leave, but she’d be doing it without her children - so, she stayed. (Apparently this happened to a lot of spanish women around this time, as my grandma tells it. They were lured over the border by portuguese men and then trapped by having kids with them, and most mothers can’t leave her kids).
So, yeah, she stayed, and the night she found all this out she went to sleep on the couch - but then she thought, ”am I stupid? Why am I the one sleeping on this uncomfortable fucking couch? I’m not the one who’s done something wrong”. So she went to their bedroom and told my grandpa to go sleep on the couch. He said no. She said ”ok, this is what we’ll do then. We’ll both sleep on this bed (it was s big ornate bed, a wedding present from her parents and I think it had been their before they gave it to her), it’s big and we’ll both fit in it. But mark my words - if you so much as touch me with ONE finger, I’m gonna kick you off of this bed and then God have mercy, cause only he knows what I’ll do to you.” (My grandwa was and is a devout catholic, so she meant her words lol and he knew it). He never touched her again. She waited until her youngest son had left for college, then she packed her bags and left with only the possesions that could fit in her car. She drove to Spain, a new town cause her parents were dead and her hometown didn’t really feel like home without them there, and besides, she’d found work as a secretary in a beach town. There, she bought an apartment in a high-rise with the help of one of her sons (my uncle), and made a new life for herself. She’s best friends with her neighbour, walks down to the beach almost every day and the best part is that she can afford a better life because of my grandpa’s stupid pride. You see, my grandma is catholic, like I mentioned, and never wanted to divorce, or get married more than once, both because she takes wedding vows very seriously, but also because she’d just fuck8ng sick and tired of men and never wanted to settle down with one again, so she figured that divorcing or not didn’t matter to her cause she wasn’t ever planning on getting married again either way. But she’s a very practicsl woman, so she said that it went against her principles to innitiatena divorce, but if he wanted one she didn’t fuckng care either way, so if he put the papers in front of her she’d sign them, her concience clear in that she did her best to the bitter end. Well, grandpa wanted a divorce BUT he didn’t want to withstand the humiliation of living like a divorced man, so he told her that no, he wasn’t gonna give her any papers to sign. She shrugged and left.
Well a few years later, when she was close to retiring, my grandpa was in a car accident. I’m not at all saying that he deserved it or anything like that, but perhaps karma has a way of making things right, because he’d been a heavy smoker and the car crash basically killed him bc of that (which, of couse, I wouldn’t wish on anyone, let alone him, that’s not the part that I think is karma). The part that feels like divine retribution for my grandma is that since they were never divorced, the government granted her the right to recive his pension as well as her own, as is the practice in both Spain and Portugal, I believe. So after all that she had to endure, at least she got monetary compensation in the end (which she saves, because like her father taught her, she doesn’t ever want to have to be dependsnt on anyone). This woman is so fucking strong, she’s 91 yrs old and in the last 5 years she’s broken 4 bones - every single time she gets upp, takes herself to the doctor, and even if her foot is broken she continues to walk on it because she says that the day she stops like everyone tells her to, will be the day that she dies. She herself says that she was born sith the damndest luck - that any time she watches a football game, her tesm looses, and resl life is the same - but, she was also born more stubborn than a damned mule, and that’s what serves her well. If she wants something, she ends up getting it, even if it’s out of sheer spite. I adore her❤️
Beautiful story. Love her!!
Someone should make this either a book or a movie
That was a lot to read but SOOOO worth it lol
I adore her too!!!
SHES FUCKING AMAZING!!! MY NEW IDOL
Lol! Old buddy of mine, one day, decided he would have a "white trash Tuesday" party each Tues evening. With that, he purchased a few old, used couches, and would place them on front lawn every Tues nite, for party. Needless to say, they were good times! The couches were put back into garage after each party. Neighbors got a kick out of it & some would even attend the parties. We all loved it! 😆 Good times!!
Was helping friends move to a new apartment. We loaded the truck, dropped off the first load at the curb and several of us started taking boxes and furniture into the new apartment.
As we were unpacking boxes my friend's husband went out to bring in more furniture.
Returned laughing. There were people looking over the furniture and discussing getting a truck to bring it home. They thought it was left outside for people to take.
Friend's husband explained and they all had a good laugh.
One man started helping to bring the furniture in.
My grandpa went out with his friends shortly after grandma had their first child, he didn't come home for three days. It was late February, very cold, but he thought if he brought home and ice cream cone and she took it, everything would be fine. Yes, she took that cone, then she proceeded to bop him on his head with a rolling pin, knocking him out. Then she dragged him out onto the sun porch, which was a cold room in winter, lay him on the day bed, covered him with a few quilts, and left him. 3 days later he stumbled into the house and she says, "Oh, I thought you might be dead and was waiting for the dr.". This was in the early 1930s and doctors made house calls on rural homes. Grandpa was very well behaved from that day forward...lol She was a tiny terror, but she was my spirit animal.
Our family has a rule when it comes to get togethers. 2 adults serve all the children their food. Than everyone gets their own food (eldest to youngest) we been doing it this way for decades. Its efficient! Well a family member middle aged got married and they wife always came over looking like something was stuck up her butt. She also always demanded her husband to bring her her food. Oh! I should also mention, we would put all the animals out side on the closed off porch with some food of their own so they didn't get in our way. Okay so i think it was the 3rd time that the woman came over. She obviously demanded her meal. (And i mean obviously if someone wants to get you some food that is absolutely fine! It was the demanding that made us all mad.) But yeahh so the husband looked embarrassed and went to go get her food. My grandma cut in and said, "no no no no i will get it for you hunny!" My grandma took her time making up the plate. Once she was done she took it, walked right passed the wife who was reaching out, went onto the porch and left the plate out there. The wife said, "uhm wheres my food?" My grandma said, "i put your food out where all the other [feamale dogs] are supposed to eat." And then walked away. The husband soon after divorced her and is now happily married! 😂❤
God bless your grandma😂. She’s out there doing the Lord’s work.
@@TheBaumcm ABSOLUTELY! 🥰
I LOVE LOVE LOVE Grandma!! My husband and I had been married for about a year. One night he said, "Don't make pork chops anymore." Next night, "Don't make hamburgers any more." This nonsense complaining continued till he hit everything I made. I said if he didn't want to eat what I made he didn't have to. So for two weeks I made a single serving of food and sat and ate in front of him not having any food. I WON! After that he learned not to complain about my menu choice and cooking. Petty early in marriage = No complaining for a long time.
My grandad would always complain there was never enough of jam on his soda bread. So my Nan started putting a whole small jar of jam on his soda bread until he apologized. When he asked for a wet towel to clean of the jam stickiness, she gave him dry toliet roll as the tissue would stuck to his fingers. He apologized 3 days later. 😂😂😂