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(What are the pills?) It's estrogen. The rat hole is a trans icon.

Certainly. We were drinking together one night ( this was during our friends phase) and he described in detail a tax scheme that he had engaged in that was very illegal. I just nodded and laughed as it didn’t bother me at the time and we were (again) friends at that point.

Fast forward to six months later - The guy revealed himself to be a true jerk and I decided to leave the company. I work in a relatively small industry and I heard that he was badmouthing me to other people and trying to get me “blackballed.” While my first inclination was to drive over to his favorite bar and beat him in front of his friends, I decided that me getting arrested for battery would probably not be beneficial.

So I waited about six months and tipped a few of the “right” people to my former pal’s scam. This included his ex-wife’s divorce attorney, his probation officer (Full disclosure: He was on probation at the time for another offense; however, he couldn’t be involved in any criminal activity during that time, including conspiracies) and several agencies whose primary job is to investigate tax malfeasance.

As it turns out, I really only needed to tip his ex’s attorney and she did all the rest of the legwork for me. In the end (and yes I did sort of keep track of what happen) he was rearrested, his probation was revoked, his wife got a larger settlement and he spent the remainder of his deferred sentence portion in jail. When he got out, he left the area and I have neither seen nor heard from him since.

I once had a boss who was a complete raging tyrant. She’d scream at me almost daily and once even slapped me. Finally I had enough and no longer cared if I got fired or not. She asked me to call someone to say she couldn’t make their meeting, and said “I just can’t stand seeing him today.” She did this frequently, because she wasted time at the speed of sound and couldn’t remember meetings, even though it wasn’t my job to keep track of her appointments. So great, perfect timing. I picked up the phone, called the guy she was supposed to meet with, and said “Magda (not her real name) can’t meet with you. She said she just can’t stand seeing you today.” I got fired. The guy who she was supposed to meet with was her boss. He called me that afternoon and asked me what happened. He took me out to lunch the next day and asked what it was like working for “Magda”. I was the fourth person in my position in a year, and out of an office of six employees, ten people had been hired in a year. Story ended with Magda getting fired and me getting her job. My pay doubled. I had to move on after a while but I’m still with the organization. And since I’m not certifiable I was able to do her job, my old job, clear a huge backlog, and still find time for a nap most afternoons. I learned not to quietly mess with a jerk boss. Do it openly and directly. You have the power to make changes.

when I was an apprentice, I had a horrible boss. He still had that old mentality towards apprentices when he had to make their life as hard as possible. He would constantly belittle me, make me feel useless and work me until I couldn’t even lift me arms up over my head. He would yell and scream for you to go to him to pick up his hammer off the floor ( he’d be on the 3rd floor whilst I would be on the ground).

There was plenty of times where I wanted to give up but my father would always encourage me to hang in there, keep my mouth shut and learn as much as I could.

After a few years I became good at what I did and had confidence in my work. The Boss would always try and compete with me until one day I became better than him. So when that day finally came, I left the company and went out on my own. A lot of his clientele also came with me…

fast forward a few years, I saw my old boss at the hardware store. I shook his hand out of respect for teaching me a trade and chatted to him for a while. He told me that after I left, his business really suffered and eventually went under. He left the building trade after his wife left him for another man. It might not be revenge so much but he sure got a visit from the karma bus…

My friend worked in a pharmacy department in a hospital where the pharmacy manager would routinely mistreat and bully the night pharmacists by dumping extra work on them (when they were already busy and short staffed), telling them that they did nothing but sleep on the job (which isn’t true at all), and would even call them or text them during the daytime (when they were sleeping). This manager would also call night shift people in for mandatory meetings in the middle of the afternoon (so it’s like telling a day shift person to come in for a mandatory meeting at 3 AM). The night shift pharmacists got fed up with her bullying and decided to all quit at the same time. This manager tried to stop them from leaving, but since they were at-will employees, there was nothing she could do to stop this mass exodus, so now she had to not only do her manager job, but cover the shifts of 4 night pharmacists as well until they could hire and train more pharmacists (which could take several months). This was a great example of a bully boss who got what they deserved for their bullying behavior.

I worked in a unit with a supervisor who treated the women like trash. He was always cordial to the senior guy and disrespectful of our senior woman who was studying to become an attorney. He picked on another woman in our unit who was quiet but she was a good worker. Our supervisor was Bob, his real name. So ..one morning I left an anonymous letter accusing him of treating women badly and favoring men in the unit. Needless to say it created a furor and embarrassed Bob a lot. The claims manager went on the hunt for the letter writer but never found me. I'm not sorry I did it because it put a big spotlight on Bob's behavior, which was my intent. Being in the spotlight made good old Bob tone it down a LOT. He was a jerk.

I worked at one of those Fast Oil Change shops and the bosses were so mean to the employees that one week before I quit I started giving everything away for free like air filters, wipers, synthetic oil, and car washes. When I went to pick up my last check they said they couldn't find it and kept delaying me until I just left.

A week later I called up the payroll office who was also the wife of the owner and told her what happened and she got livid and told me she would handle it.

Two days later she called back and said she had my check and she also told me how she got it.

It was the Managers pay day and she withheld his paycheck and he called her wanting to know where it was and she said it's on my desk. He asked why and she said you aren't going to get paid until Patrick gets paid. A big silence was on the phone and he said he would drive over to her office. She then said to him make sure you clock out before you come over. Revenge I wasn't even planning on. Poetic justice.