I wrote a letter to my then-husband’s work wife/mistress (who had been trying to be my best friend) telling her that one day I hoped her heart would break as much as mine had. A few days later she had a massive heart attack and was out of work for a good 6 months. Bonus part was my ex was then convinced I was a witch and is scared of me to this day.

Incidentally, the only reason I was “blaming the other woman” was because she was going out of her way to manipulate me, and that was its own specific betrayal. I for sure put the entirety of the cheating blame on the guy who made a vow to me, just to be clear.

A coworker kept taking credit for my work, so I started documenting everything. The next time it happened, I had receipts. Watching management connect the dots was incredibly satisfying.

After being a****d for years by family members who adopted five of us, I started running away until I was sat in front of a judge. He ruled to place all of us in foster care, and the adopted family lost everything. They had to cut ties with their entire community (the church they belonged to for decades disowned them, they were forced to sell their business, and everyone they were very close with turned on them). They now live in a double-wide in the middle of nowhere with nothing to their names.

Man this is so small but it felt so good.

I was working as a contractor for a large concert, and I asked for one of the regular stagehands to hold a deck so I could loosen a nut and move it out of the way of the locking pin. The guy, like 70 years old said “nah you aint gotta f*****g do that just put the f*****g pin in”.

I said “Bolt is in the way. Hold this please”.

He followed: “I’ve been doing this since before you were born. When I speak, you f*****g listen to what i say. Do the s**t now and f*****g listen for a change”.

I said “I trust you, let’s do it your way”.

When I flipped the deck and it fell over, I called out: “Where’s that a*****e who doesn’t know how to put a deck together?” The 20 people who saw him be a d**k laughed at him so hard, and the foreman made him redo it.

Best part was when he asked me to hold the deck for him while he fixed it and I told him I was busy. Sorry bud.

One time, my roommate decided to just move his brother in. I caught them on video stealing money and my Adderall, so I called the cops. While they were in jail, I happened to find the brother’s car insurance certificate that had his bank’s name on it. Knowing he wasn’t working, I wondered if the bank was looking for the car to repossess it. So, I called them. While they didn’t give me any information about his account or its status, I told them if they were looking for the car, I knew where it was. They took that info. Later that night while I was sleeping, I heard a car alarm and looked out. A repo man was taking it away.