Has Anyone Tried To HUMILIATE You And INSTANTLY REGRETTED IT?
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I was in my 9th year at school, someone in the same grade didn't particularly like me, and as we passed in the corridor during the lunch break he shoulder checked me, pushing me into the lockers. His satisfaction was not long lasting however, as some seniors (or year 12's here) saw what he did, slammed him hard into the lockers as well, then started to beat him.
The best part was one of the seniors actually thanked me after, saying they were looking for a good excuse to lay into him; they didn't like him either.
5:14 the irony of this is, that right after the story finished I got an ad for that mushroom roleplay game
Story 9 is my favorite. BRILLIANT way to deal with a bully!
One time, a bully in high school said to me: "Heh, I bet you don't even have hair on your balls!"
At which I retorted, "Of course not, girls like it when I shave down there."
Shut him up instantly.
I'd have also asked why he asked; is that how he likes his dates.
I had a mean social studies teacher in 8th grade, who thought that I was daydreaming in his class. He said to me “What did I just say!?”, hoping to humiliate me. I perfectly repeated the exact previous three sentences he had said to us, before he had asked me what he had just said.
The class erupted in laughter (especially my twin brother, who was in the same class). The teacher went beet red and said “Correct…” and then continued the lecture. Unfortunately I could do no right in his class after that.
Loved the Hawaiian shirt one.
Story 9 was wild. And the fact that the girl timed it was amazing.
Idk if humilliate is the right word, but still.
I was in school, and was casually talking to one of the pretty girls of our school. I wasn't really trying to hit on her, we just stumbled into a subject we both liked. We sat down, and apparently a group of jocks saw us and one of them liked the girl, so he didn't liked that she was so happy talking to me. He proceeded to "accidentally" throw a ball aimed to my face, but missed and it was instead going towards to her.
I kinda saw the ball coming out of the corner of my eye, and it was more of a reflex than anything but I lifted my leg and blocked the ball with a kick, while I kept talking to her
A LOT of people saw it and cheered me while he quietly left
One of my exes threatened to kill herself if I broke up with her, then threatened if I didn't take her back within a week. Then swore up and down that she'd kill herself for real if I started dating again. Then she swore that this time absolutley she would do it if I didn't break up with her after that first month. So I left a single 9mm bullet in her mailbox along with a post-it note that said "Get it over with already."
She tried to claim that the mob had a hit out on her lol. Evidently a bullet in a mailbox is something from a movie, and I didn't know it but that pushed her over the edge into full on padded cell insanity.
That's hilarious.
Broke up with my Hobosexual boyfriend and finally got him out of my home. None of his friends would take him in so he decided to go to the hospital and claim he was a danger to himself so they would take him in. The day he gets released from the mental hospital he goes and gets a restraining order against me because someone told him I wouldn’t be able to dispose of all the belongings he abandoned in my home, which is true. We had been on good terms I had been dropping his stuff off at the hospital for him when he needed it, so this level of aggressive nonsense was shocking and alarming to me. So I also went and got a restraining order based on the violent threats he had thrown at me before being kicked out of my home.
They are both heard on the same day. I am a tiny petite hundred pound woman, this dude looks like an Ex con fresh out of the prison gym.
So the judge asked him why he felt he needed to get a restraining order against me because he didn’t allege any violence or threatening in his petition, so the judge was basically just asking him what was the problem in the first place.
This man tells the judge “Well I am used to FeMaLeS getting orders of protection on me when we break up so I wanted to get one first.”
The judge just looked at him. I just looked at the judge. Judge threw his out & granted mine noting that the other party has “serious mental health issues”.
I kept his stuff for weeks because I wasn’t sure if I could throw it out after seven days like a landlord or what, plus I really did want him to come get it so I didn’t have to carry it out and to the dumpster. He didn’t. Six months later he shows up with the police to pick up his stuff so I gave him what was left, he tried to have me charge with theft for not storing his stuff for six months for free. The police told him he would have to talk to the judge, the judge told him absolutely not.
Well... Back in the 80s to 90s my dad worked on a German airforce base as a flight operations sergeant.
The city near said base planned out a new development and soon after houses were built. The city actually gave people buying property and building homes money to put in noise buffering isolation and thicker windows than the usual standard in that time due to the proximity to the airfield.
So everyone who chose to build there was very aware they there going to be living close to a place f4 phantoms were taking off and landing.
A while after the first people moved in the first people realized that fighter jets aren't silent. They complained, demanded that the base cuts down the number of flights, cuts down open hours etc.
In the end some city officials went and checked on the houses of the people complaining to test how much noise is getting in. They found out that the chief complainer hadn't put in the improved soundproofing windows and insolation. He had claimed the money the city had offered. Curiously his house had a nice sunroom...
I don't know if he had to face legal consequences or was only required to pay back the money... But his complaint got tossed. It's not unlikely they ruled that what he did was some kind of embezzlement...
So he did not only get a house that wasn't as soundproof as it could have been, he also had to pay back the money and might have faced additional fees...
When my daughter was in 5th grade, a would-be bully told her, "You're as smart as I am dumb!" Bully couldn't understand why my daughter just laughed and said, "Thank you!"
My story: I'm a writer. I will always look out for my fellow artists. As long as they are open to constructive criticism and feedback. In order to do better, a person must want to be better and not be so sensitive that they take everything so personally. It's sort of an unwritten rule to working in the arts world.
I have a story about one such individual. I once knew another ’aspiring writer’ who needed some pointers on how to improve her skills. Let's call her Sally. I found Sally's claims quite suspicious. Despite having a four-year degree in which she majored in business and minored in drama, her writing was so bad it looked like two people had sex on a keyboard and it wrote something. When I tried to coach her and help her improve, she would be extremely resistant to any kind of criticism or gave an excuse like: “Do you know how long it's been since I've been out of school?” For clarity, this was a middle-aged woman, with a grown daughter and a high school-aged son.
Sally's writing was beyond bad, it was almost indecipherable. She repeatedly mixed up her homonyms and homophones, let alone didn't know the difference between the two, used commas as end punctuation, often misspelled simple grade school-level words, wrote in run-on sentences consisting of only lowercase letters, consistently failed to capitalize proper nouns, etc. That's just the tip of the iceberg regarding the discrepancies with her writing. On the extremely rare occasion, when everything in what she had written was spelled correctly, there were usually numerous grammatical errors. When I pointed that out to her, she would spout the tired excuse of: “Well, spellcheck didn't catch it.” I shot back with the example of if she typed the but meant them, of course, spellcheck wouldn't catch it because, you know, it's a word. She refused to accept my logic and accused me of being purposefully mean to her. Not at all the attitude a professional would have.
I haven't even touched upon her lack of creativity or diversity in any story she tried to ’write.’ Every one of Sally's attempts at creating a written work was deathly boring and repetitive drivel i.e. there was never anything resembling a plot, the characters were so two-dimensional they barely qualified as caricatures, the dialogue was stilted and awkward, descriptions were often too long and full of redundancies that never got to the point, etc. I couldn't even get through the first few pages. Once I implored her to write an outline, take notes, create character bios, etc. She dismissed all of my advice stating those were all things ’losers’ do then chuckled like an idiot as if she had said the funniest thing ever.
It should come as no surprise whatsoever, that Sally was envious of anyone who had a talent or a skill that she coveted. In my case, it was my writing talent. She claimed she wanted to read my work to ’inspire’ her and better understand how to construct her own work. I was hesitant, but I allowed her to read a feature-length original screenplay that I had written. What a mistake that was. I later found out that Sally was parading around my copyrighted script claiming it was her own. When I confronted her, she vehemently denied it. I told her I had proof and informed her that what she had done constituted theft of intellectual property. She was quiet as I went on listing example after example of the plagiarism and copyright infringement she had committed. When her denials didn't work, she changed tactics and tried claiming she didn't know that what she had done was illegal. I called her out stating that ignorance of the law was not an excuse for breaking it. I further stated, that even if she didn't know her actions were against the law, she still knew what she had done was completely unethical and immoral. Having realized I wasn't going to let it go, Sally devolved into a simpering mess, turned on the waterworks and begged me not to sue her. I was completely unmoved by her crocodile tears.
I also found out, that she had ran off to a set of producers she knew from her time as a background actress. This no-talent phony tried to get my work produced behind my back as her own little vanity project. Naturally, she pitched it as a starring vehicle to jump-start her less-than-stellar, standstill acting career and demanded a producing credit. I told her in no uncertain terms that if she didn't fix everything and right her wrongs, I would expose her for the charlatan that she was. She was crapping herself and promised she would do so. Since promises are just the hopes of fools (and, apparently, as meaningless as Sally's wedding vows), I knew I couldn't count on her to keep her word, I went to the producers myself with my copyright certificate as well as her fake resume and proof that, other than as an extra, she had zero experience in the industry.
The fallout was exponential. Sally became an unemployable pariah and I think she blamed me for it. Unable to accept the fact that she had been bested by someone who knew their rights, she took to creating a smear campaign against me: telling flipped tales in which she was the victim and I was the butthole. Just when I thought Sally couldn't go any lower, she kept digging and found a sub basement. I wasn't surprised at all that she hadn't taken any accountability for her actions. I was even less surprised that she was too damn dim to realize she had libeled and slandered me. I consulted an attorney. Without getting too specific, my mountain of evidence against Sally was enough for a lawsuit, but I chose not to file. In the end, I would have just been out the attorney fees and court costs. Despite my 100% chance of proving my case and winning, it's not like a court order would have compelled Sally to pay up. She was so broke she couldn't even afford to pay attention.
I maliciously decided the court of public opinion was more than sufficient in getting my point across that I was not one to be fucked with. I shared my copyright certificate as well as additional proof that I was the sole owner and creator of my written work. That coupled with Sally's already marred reputation and ample evidence of her less than amateurish writing ability, everyone saw her for what she was: a lying grifter with zero skills and even less talent.
It should come as no surprise whatsoever, I was not the first person Sally had tried to screw over and I wasn't the last. I did hear it through the grapevine that Sally kept employing her dubious tactics to get what she wanted while heading down a one-way path of self-destruction. I also heard that she was eventually sued when she messed with the wrong person. I also heard that she's now, allegedly, a completely unhireable outcast in her state of residence. If she wants any semblance of a career, she will have to move far away to where no one knows her.
ChatGPT putting in work
@@88kris88 It's really sad that writing well is so uncommon these days that when someone actually sees it they think that it's an AI App.
I ain't reading all that
@@user-rt7sk6rm5i Funny. You still felt the need to comment.
99% of the time, the best way to help others is to leave them alone.
Story 6: 😂😂😂 That had me laughing so hard.
Story 8...she would have definitely tried to isolate him from both friends and family.
Not big or important, but one of the jerks in my class was trying to pull of trick off of me, trying to say a very mean hit line. I basically evaded it by acting dumb at first, but when he said "Who asked?" for the final time that day, that was the last straw. I just pointed a gun symbol at him and said "Right back atcha!" And pretended to blow the smoke from my gun before going to my next class.
13:04 Well YEAH, looking at OP is what got him suspended in the first place! 😂😂
I wouldn't have been embarrassed by the twist in the first story. My response to that twist would be "Very funny, wise guy. I want to talk to a supervisor over you, and you know it. So what's the number? Or do I find it, myself, and get to add this little run-around you're giving me to what I want to talk to them about?". (I tell my own people "I am actually paid to take the complaints people have about you. If they want my number, give it to them.")
But I'm also not the type to be bothered by facility sounds in the mid-morning. Especially with a school, I'd assume someone was doing work that couldn't be done with kids around.
making a real hawaiian shirt day IS the superior prank, ted and teddy had better take this with a chapeau bow.
1:26 WHAT KINDA F IS FOR FAMILY ALTERNATE UNIVERSE IN THIS 😂 BUT W DAD
My ex wife found a freind in church.
It wasn't Jesus
Was it a priest?
@@brianaschmidt910you know priests dont go after adult women.
When you are trying to listen… but are severely distracted by the game playing in the background…😂
P.S. What IS that game? (In All Seriousness)
Which game is being played in the background?
I think it's "little big planet" but i'm not too sure
Groin O'Splattery's Questicle Test. The object is to eradicate all groins using a variety of feet.
Sackboy. A spinoff of little big planet
Story 2 is brilliant.
I respect the guy who's in a custody battle with his ex who took their kid out of state for 6 months. He plays githyanki.
thank you for you story
One of my former best friends got an ex I dated for a few months to cheat with him and leave me. He saved my life because his 4 kids all have different fathers and she railroaded him in the divorced, accused him of rape, abuse etc and took him for everything and he is paying alimony and child support for 4 kids that are not his. Better him than me.
My older brother let my personal journal fly around his class when in middle school. Cut to 11th grade 1 of the arguably hottest girls in the school would give me rides home when my car broke down. She liked my short stories and a few poems in my old journal.
There's a part in story two that didn't make sense. The part if his child were a girl, they'd be fighting more serious accusations? How is it different that their child is a boy?
Which game is the footage from?
*_*Little Big Planet*_*
@@aleksandarvil5718 Really?
Well,thank you.
940th like!👍
Awesome video!🤘
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