“Cops Were Holding Back Laughter”: 59 Times People Got Revenge And Made It Clear They Aren’t To Be Messed With

Tenants on the trashy side had been living at parents property for a while. After a cash windfall they decided it was time to move out. Fine. Whatever.
They start complaining and being late on rent. Mold, etc....and take us to court. They Never show up to court. This elongates the process so they end up basically living for free in our house while taking us to court for poor living conditions (i know right). A few months go by until they HAVE to go to court. One of them shows up crying that their baby is passing away Bc of the mold blah blah. Judge goes in on her saying you've been living there rent free for over six months if ur baby is sick y don't u leave, and we also had a mold guy come in and inspect the house and he basically said it's not mold that's giving ur kid breathing problems it's your cigarette smoke. Case gets thrown out, they gota pay back rent. Literally that night they get a u haul and leave town. I followed their every move on IG knowing they were eventually gonna slip up. A few weeks go by and they start posting pics of their house and such. Eventually they put a location on one of their pics. Bad move, honey. Bless your heart. Got on google earth, found street, found actual house by matching the red door to one of their pics. Sent it to lawyer. [Jerk] got served and the guy had to sell his vintage car to pay us back.

Original question: If a coworker is stealing your food and you address the problem by putting something in it that makes the thief sick, can you be prosecuted for that? What if you put your name on it and leave a "DO NOT EAT" note?

Author: Guairdean Beatha

Many years ago (the Early 70’s) my Dad came home complaining that someone was drinking the iced sweet tea he took for lunch. He's getting ready to eat and half would be gone. He didn’t know if they were using a cup or drinking straight from the thermos, and considering the group, he worked with he wasn’t going to take any risks. This left him with only water for lunch. This happened several times and he finally decided to do something about it.

He went to the pharmacy and asked for the strongest laxative they had. The pharmacist asked why he wanted one that strong and my Dad explained the situation. The pharmacist, an older gentleman that had been running the store most of his life, told my Dad that it was a bad idea since it could cause dehydration and other problems. Instead, he handed my Dad a bottle labelled “Essence of Peppermint” and told him to use the entire bottle in the thermos. He also told my Dad that if anyone asked what was in the tea to just say “Don’t worry about it”. This was truthful, he said that drinking the entire bottle would only settle your stomach if you had indigestion, and nothing more.

The next day, he took the “spiked” tea to work. Sure enough, at lunch, he found the spiked tea had been tapped again. He recapped it, remarked that he’d soon know who took the tea and finished his lunch.

A few minutes later a co-worker came to him holding his stomach demanding to know what was in the tea. He just said, “Don’t worry about it”. Shortly after that, the co-worker left work sick. Soon, his wife called and asked my Dad what was in the tea, her husband was moaning that he was in pain and had been poisoned. My Dad told her what was in it, and told her to call the pharmacist and verify that it was harmless. She was laughing too hard to even say goodbye as she hung up the phone.

I know a guy that has done this every year for more than a decade. It started when some jerk broke into the cab of his truck and stole Christmas gifts he had bought at the Mall. If I remember correctly, he had to make two trips and some jerk saw him go back into the store and busted his window. It was a long time ago, I am not positive of the details of the original event.

He started this tradition ten years ago, the day after his truck was broken into, right around December 23. He does this at the same mall every year.

He gets a big box, big enough to just barely fit in the backseat of most cars. This takes a while to find.

He fills it full of the most vile garbage — dirty diapers, cat feces, rotten food, used sanitary products, packing peanuts.

The past couple of years, and after advice from Reddit, he elevated his game by cutting all the corners of the box, so when opened, it falls apart like a beautiful blooming flower and the garbage contents spills out.

He waits until a day or two before Christmas. He wraps the big box in festive yet very thin holiday paper with zero structural integrity that barely holds the box together, then he puts a big bow on it and a giant tag that says, “To Joshua, Merry Christmas. Love Grandpa.” He loads it into the bed of his truck and drives to the mall.

Every year it is stolen within minutes.

I met an amazing mentor while doing my masters in the US who hired me to work for a company where he was the COO after I graduated. I'm an immigrant to the US, so my visa is conditioned upon being employed: get fired, and I would quickly get deported back to the Middle East.

The CEO of that company was planning on selling the company to a much larger British firm, so he wanted to maximize revenue in the short term so that he could get a better price for it. He also had a huge ego, and so did the sales VP. She was convinced that I was too young and inexperienced for my job and tried to sabotage me quite often.

Part of my job was ensuring that we respected out terms of use for the data we bought from our suppliers: I would make sure that our customers used it in the pre-approved way, that the engineers used and encrypted the right data for each product, and that we reported usage and sales accurately so that the suppliers could bill us.

Well the sales VP and the CEO had approved a bunch of deals where they allowed a customer to use the data in a way that breached our supplier contracts and underreported sales to the supplier, so that they could pad the company's revenue and get a bigger payout once they sold it. I brought it up to them because I thought they might have gotten the contract terms wrong at first but they threatened to fire me and have me deported if I didn't go along. Whistleblowing would've just gotten me deported anyway since the suppliers were not based in the US.

One of the suppliers asked to audit our reported sales data, but the CEO kept delaying the audit and hid it from the British firm who was going to buy us.

I kept track of every single transaction they made in that way, however. After the British firm bought that company, I was one of the people they kept on because I was managing the product lines really well at the time. I got along with the new owners quite well.

So when they decided to review the contracts and discovered the audit, I gave them every single file I had on those fraudulent transactions. The company had been in breach of contract with several suppliers and I had the paper trail to prove it.

The new owners immediately worked with the supplier to address the issue and reimburse them. They then claimed that this additional expense had been incurred before the purchase (since the audit predated it), deduced it and the revenue based on it from the company's total value, and then took that out of the payout that they were supposed to give the CEO and VP. Those two jerks didn't make a single cent off of selling their company, and that's after they had worked on it for 6 years.

TL;DR: CEO threatened to get me deported if I exposed his fraud to the company that was buying his start-up. Thanks to me the buying company fixed the fraud issue, and he actually lost money when he sold the start-up.

Years ago i had a lunch thief.

About the 12th time complaining to HR about people stealing my lunch (mandatory reporting every 3rd or 4th instance) i was seathing not a dam thing was being done and i still had to go buy something to eat.

I was [complaining] to my doctor at the yearly check up and he got a smile saying "your constipated then?" I was dumb and said "no why" he wrote me a prescription for some laxative with instructions to "mix it in with your meal for maximum affect" at wich point i knew the plan.

I wish i could say they shat their pants but no they ate my sandwich with special avacado sauce. About an hour after lunch i went to HR and reported 2 things 1 my lunch was stolen again and 2 my medication was stolen. HR "so you got hit by the lunch thief again and your medicine was in the bag?" Me "Yes i have had some digestive problems and my doctor prescribed a powerful laxative and advised me to mix it in with my mid day meal." HR going white "You what?" Me smiling "I mixed in a prescription grade laxative with my food per doctor's orders."

Well being that stealing prescribed medication is a criminal offense the police were called and found the lead man from a department over absolutely [messing] his brains out. He was furious and accused me of poisoning his food. I asked "At which point did you get the idea that food was for you?" Continued "furthermore now i no longer have my medication i was prescribed for my condition."

It was about this time he knew he messed up and shut his mouth until he got a lawyer or so im told (small town) one of my buddies from high school took his position i can make and eat my hoagies and i have no clue where lunch thief went after his fines and community service.

Back when I was a teenager, my Aunt would ask me to baby-sit her kids. It didn't happen often, so I really didn't mind as long as she bought me Pizza, and her two children were well behaved.

Anyway, she was a divorcee and after a couple of years she remarried. His two kids were all right as well, and I didn't mind baby-sitting for them when they asked me to about three months after their wedding.

This is when it starts going downhill. Firstly, no pizza. Second, they came home three hours later than they said they would, and didn't give me a lift home. (I'm 16 at this point, and a very big guy, so no worries walking home, but it was about 2:00am in the morning.)

Then they started to take advantage... almost every week they wanted me to look after their kids, for no pay, and would get extremely pissy about it if I refused, often having a go at my mother, who would cry. I hated that.

Fine.

So they called me to look after their kids so they could go and do their regular, "We'll be home by 10 (But we mean 1am)"

Me: "Okeydokey."

I rocked up. Sure enough, no food aside from the kids dinner. I raided their fridge. Then, at about midnight I woke the kids up, took them into the lounge and put on a video. They were a little confused, but excited to be up at that time. I then gave each of them a can of Red bull and a packet of lollies. About twenty minutes later, the parents showed up, and I left.

They never asked me to baby sit for them again. Apparently they shouted at my mother, and dad told me off, but he couldn't stop laughing, so I wasn't in too much trouble.

So, a few years back during the boom of those weirdly specific teeshirts on facebook, i operated a design agency. My clients were people selling those shirts and i had a couple designers in my company along with a huge pool of potential hires.

One guy selling thousands of shirts hired my agency, we did some designs for him and since i was stupid, i accepted to be paid after the work was delivered. Surprise surprise he didnt pay and left me $500 in the hole. I was angry but i moved on since i had a lot of work already.

A few days later i got his email asking if i was interested in designing shirts. The idiot CCed me in the email along with some other designers. Since i had an agency i recognized most of those designers because i had a huge pool of people i would potentially hire. I hatched a plan.

He hired 3 separate designers. I know that because i still had access to his shared dropbox folder and i recognized those designers names from my pool of potential hires. I waited a week and then sent those 3 designers an email offering them a higher pay. They left that client.

Now the client had no designers and was desperate so he hired me back and gave me $500 along with a 10% comission of shirt sales on teespring that would pass 1000 units. I put that provision in so that i could know what his winning shirts were.

What i started doing was that i would use copyrighted vectors in the design and would upload the design on teespring before sending him the design. Slowly i learned which designs were the winners based on the commission. This is when i struck.

I partnered with the original artists about the copyright infringement to report those designs to teespring and pointed teespring to the original campaigns i uploaded. Teespring returned all the profit made off of those designs to the original artists and i got a sweet $10,000 from it all from the original artists as a courtesy.

Once mission was accomplished i posted the scammer details in every group , forum and the site ripoff report so that he couldnt hire the next designers easily.

You just dont mess with a man and his pay.

Backstory: I used to work at a marina when I was in high school that sold gas and allowed people to dock for free if they wanted to.

Now one day a guy comes in on a pretty big boat comes in and gets a lot of gas. Like 400 dollars worth of gas. He comes to the counter to pay and gives me 400 dollars in 100 dollar bills and I accept them and he goes on his merry way.

Fast forward a week or so and I am told by my boss that the bills he payed in were all counterfeit bills. Unfortunately as he payed in cash we had no way of tracking him down, so we think that he just got away with stealing 400 dollars worth of gas. That is until this idiot comes back after about a month and a half, thinking he got away with stealing the gas. When he comes back in I recognize the guy and tell my coworker to call the police right away. However, I knew that this guy would just leave if I let on that I had recognized him and we had discovered his plot to get free gas, so I decide to pretend I don’t recognize him.

Luckily for me this guy asks to dock the boat for an hour or so on our dock and I tell it’s not a problem. Now it is policy to get the name and phone number of customers using free dockage, as well as asking that they leave their keys in the boat so that we can move the boat to a different dock if needed. He complies to all of the rules and leaves his boat, and he leaves his keys with me. After probably about 15 minutes of waiting the police show up on the dock and ask my boss where the guy is. My boss tells them he just left his boat but we have his number and can get him to come back to the boat and he then instructs me to do just that.

At this point I was pissed at this dude for making me look dumb for basically losing 400 dollars, so I call and tell him:
“Hey, this is(Me) from Marina, it seems as though there is an issue with your engine and it seems to be smoking”.- for those that don’t know boats that well, engines are very expensive and this one in particular was a 350 horsepower Yamaha engine, which is top of the line so that man got back to that boat in record time.

When he got back to the boat the look on his face when he saw 2 cops waiting for him was priceless. He tried to play it off and act like he had done nothing wrong and he didn’t know why the police were there, but that was short lived as they arrested him and told him why he was being arrested. Turns out the guy had almost 2 grand in counterfeit 100 dollar bills on him.

I use to work at a Wendy’s as a manager. It was already a crappy job, but my general manager was nice, and most employees were easy to deal with.

All this started when I was already working ~65hr/week. I was offered a $100 bonus to work one of my only days off. I decided to do it, and later that week. Before I had even been paid I was asked to come in again. I said this time I would like $150 as at this point I had worked almost 23 days without any days off. They said they’d do it, so in I went.

Cut forward 3 weeks, I’ve been asking about my money for a while now. I am told by my general manager that I could speak to my district manager as he would be in later that night. The conversation goes like me:”hey, do you know what’s going on with the bonus? I’m owed $250 with both the days” district manager: “well, that’s why I came here. The store has been having trouble making money.” So, basically he’s telling me that my performance isn’t good enough. At this point I’m working dinner rush and the whole night with me and three others, my gf, best friend and other friend that has grown close. district manager: “your shift isn’t making as much money as others, and your drive time is higher” Me: “well, we are doing all we can. It takes extra time when we only have half the number of people with the same amount of customers.” district manager: “that’s really no excuse.” Me: “when am I going to receive my bonus?” My dm was a very sheepish man(pussy) so he is very obviously scared when he tells me this. district manager: “we can not give you a bonus until the revenue rises and drive time goes down.” I am speechless at this point, the rest of the conversation was a blur. I grew up on the south side, you didn’t mess with peoples money.

A day passes, I’ve had time to collect myself and speak to my entire crew. Everyone agrees to walk out with me. So I call my district manager. The phone starts to ring but then it cuts off. He declined my call. So I called him again, and again and again. Finally I just leave him a voicemail. Me: “look, Jakob you need to talk to me, you have until 8:45 to call me back or all of night crew is done.” At this point it is 7:30. I go into my office and start watching my bosses email. She leaves it open and logged in, I figured he would probably email her before calling me. Around 20 minutes of watching this email, and boom. An email pops up. “Emergency:Lonnie”

This idiot put my name on the email. So of course I read it. Long story short, in the email, it was him trying to make sure my general manager was going to be ready to go to work. Aka: he wasn’t going to call me or give me my money, so I get all my people together and we walk out leaving everything out all the meat all the toppings, the fryer. Everything.

The next day I turn in my keys. About a week later I’m called by my brother. Me: “ what’s up.” Brother: “Jacob lost all off his stores. He has to go back to Indiana.” My brother worked at the store as well. If you don’t know, district manager’s pay is based on the amount of stores they have and how much they make. When he moved to Indiana his wages got reduced for 65,000 to around~ 40,000. All this for $250.

I worked in Maintenance for a religious organization that owned a large number of aged care facilities. Even though they were supposedly not for profit they went all out to scam the government for as much money as they could - for example, I once saw a claim for "wandering behavior" in a bed ridden resident so they could claim he had dementia, put him in a locked ward and get extra money.

I became aware that they were paying less than the minimum wage for many of the non nursing staff - a high percentage of house keeping were from overseas and god told them they could get away with it. In my country you can claim back wages for six years and it so happened I was just about to reach that mark and I was thoroughly sick of their hypocrisy.

I scheduled a meeting with the care manager and human resources, in the meeting I requested to be paid the correct wage. After they realized I was not going to back down they agreed to pay me correctly and would back pay me but only if I didn't tell the other employees. I declined and it ended up costing them over $700,000 to back pay everyone - I was recording the conversation and took them to Fairwork (an independent workplace ombudsman).

They made everyone with the same job description as me redundant because they couldn't think of a way to legally fire me and then outsourced maintenance which ended up costing them much more. I took a nice holiday with the redundancy pay and informed on them (with documented proof) to the government aged care regulator for the fraud. They were inspected with a fine tooth comb and two of their flagship homes were put under six months constant government supervision.

Always remember that wage theft is the largest crime wave in history, it is ongoing, and no one ever goes to jail for it.

So a couple of months ago while away from my apartment, I got a phone call from the leasing office asking if I was inside my apartment. I said no. They said that I needed to stay away from the apartment until they called to let me know it was safe to go back. Naturally worried, I asked why. They said that a man had broken into the building’s attic and had managed to use the attic access in my apartment to enter into my apartment and was now barricaded inside.

After about a 6 hour standoff, the police kicked open my front door and pulled the guy out. As a temporary fix for the door, the maintenance put a new strike plate on the remaining splintered door frame so that I could at least close it. Thinking that they would return the next day to complete the repair, I was cool with this.

Now the temporary strike plate only allowed me to close my door but wasn’t actually securing it. The broken door frame that it was screwed to made it so that a little bit of weight applied to my door would rip the whole thing apart again and allow easy access to my apartment. Obviously not secured or a long term solution. After calling and talking to the management in person just about every other day for 4 weeks without anyone coming to fix my door, I decided that enough was enough. I needed a secure door for my apartment. The office kept saying, “We’re working on it” without any actual repairs attempted.

So I decided to go to my local news station which has a consumer report investigative team. This same news station had reported on the initial incident the month prior and were very willing to do the follow up story. They came out, took some video and did an interview with me. They then tried talking to the management but ended up getting kicked off the property. They put together a beautiful segment for their nightly news that perfectly displayed the incompetency of this leasing company. Watching it was a very beautiful moment of revenge for me. The next day, the entire maintenance crew was at my apartment and replaced the whole door and frame with a shiny new one.

TL;DR Police kick down my front door to arrest a criminal hiding inside. Apartment management leave my door broken and unsecured for over a month. I go to the local news and they do a beautiful segment on the incompetency of the leasing management.

My mum had a fairly consistent habit of gossiping, and sharing quite personal information around. We knew she was doing it, but she would adamantly deny having ever done such a thing.

I wish I could remember what she did that finally made me snap, it can't even have been that important, it was just the millionth time, and for once I wanted her to admit what she'd done and know that we knew too.

So we set up the sting.

My friend Jane and I approached my mum and told her that Jane was pregnant, she wasn't ready to tell her mum yet and she was really worried what people would think about her having a baby so young. She didn't want anyone to know yet, so it had to be top secret.

Having set the trap, I figured within a few weeks or so I would have some evidence we could use, but I was so, so wrong.

The very next day my sister, grandma and neighbour all asked me how my young pregnant friend was doing. When I was asked by a lady who worked at the supermarket (that same day) I figured this had gone far enough and went home to confront my mum, only to have my dad ask how Jane was doing.

I confronted my mum, right there in front of my dad, which is when she started with the usual "I would never do that, they must have heard from someone else" routine.

I explained very shortly and clearly that we had fed her a lie to see how far it spread, and the reaction was glorious. My mum's mouth fell open and she just had nothing to say at all. My dad on the other hand fell back on the sofa roaring with laughter, bemoaning the fact he hadn't thought of this years ago.

It was a moment I will treasure forever, and the point was thoroughly made.

Now that my mum was aware of what had happened I was able to satisfy all further enquiries towards my friends health with the true story, and my mum's audience for any further gossip was somewhat reduced.

I’m a trade painter that worked for around 5 years essentially running a company for an owner who took a very hands off approach, he was essentially a name and working capitol and not much else. After getting an offer to work for a bigger commercial company and my old bosses realization he would have to run his own company as there really wasn’t anyone else in house that was qualified, he resorted to acting like a child to try and make me stay. Made me run around the world to receive my final pay which I never even got and refused to return my tools spread throughout various jobs. Revenge time.

As luck would have it another even better offer from an even bigger company ended up in my lap that wanted to subcontract me a very substantial amount of their work, but Im going to need more employees for that. Hmmm. So I go through and call each and every member of the original company and offer them a 3 dollar an hour raise to work for me which all of them accepted, after all they know me, they’ve worked for me for years, and it’s more money, no brainer. They barely know the owner and what they do know, they don’t like lol. I then asked them to grab ONLY my tools ( which was the vast majority of tools on all the jobs) from their respective jobs when they leave for the weekend on Friday. Monday rolls around and my old boss is getting calls left and right from supervisors asking why nobodies at work and what’s going on, he was so hands off he didn’t even have employees phone numbers to call and ask them lmao. He’s essentially without employees and little to no tools to complete any jobs at this point.

Fast forward 6 months and his company has now closed, he’s lost all his work. His new addition to his house has come to a grinding halt half way though construction, he’s hurting big time. I never got my last check, but I did get a great group of workers and a company of my own, so I guess I’ll just call it even.

TLDR: Company owner doesn’t want me to quit, withholds pay and personal tools, promptly steal his workforce and open company.

My wife decided to take a week long break about a month and a half ago. She said it had nothing to do with me, she just needed some time on her own. I let her go, and encouraged her even. I only wanted what was best for her.

The very next day, she started posting on social media. Saying a bunch of things like "I loved the wrong person." And "You deserve someone that supports you." Etc. Standing on the outside, it's easy to assume I did something wrong here. But honestly, I'm a romantic pussy. I gave 110% into making sure the love of my life had everything...

Here's the revenge bit.... She asked for a divorce and has been making baseless lies about me to everyone I know over the last month and a half... Well... 2 weeks ago She got layed off and has been collecting unemployment. I just finished filing a form to report her for fraud since she's working 2 jobs (under the table) that pay more than her previous job AND collecting unemployment on top of it. I also made sure to get her to text me details about said jobs, and screen capped them. Legally, I know I'm in the right... But it's still a trashy, vindictive thing to do. But honestly, I feel so good for screwing her over, knowing she won't be able to afford the house that she kicked me out of anymore.

Edit: for those concerned about my cat, I can't take him :( no pet policy at my current residence. But he will live on forever thanks to the internet!

Was a fun morning at the beginning of last week starting up my truck and waking everyone up at 2:45am to learn someone swiped the hollowed out cats. The idiots missed the neighbors cameras that basically gave away who they were. Its two kids from the area who drive around in a pretty busted up police crown vic. I chose not to call the cops, instead I called one of my friends who's code enforcement and let him know what my plan was and he relayed the info to the police that I was finally going to do a nuisance tow on that same crown victoria.

The car they drive isnt street legal as it has no license plates or insurance or working taillights and rattles [really bad] due to the trash sound system they also spend their whole day at a chicken shack smoking. Not sure who theyre getting money from but I'm guessing stealing catalytics was part of the equation. When I spotted the car sitting on a quiet street I called it in and got the go ahead to tow. I took it straight to the police station and they tried to run a owner check with the vin number only to find out it hadn't been registered since 2011 and the owner was someone other than the kids who sold them the car with no title because of all the back registration owed.

The cops said we can go ahead and take it to the junkyard til they can get a Black title(aka certificate of destruction). By then the two idiots were running around all over town looking for their car thinking it got stolen by one of their friends as a prank(the key lock was so worn out you could start it with any car key). They found it at the junkyard and tried to steal it by one of them distracting the owner and the other stealing their car but the junkyard was aware of who they were so they cut the driveshaft off beforehand.

I missed out on this part but they got arrested for trying to steal their car back and they watched as the junkyard used a crane to rip the car to shreds when I saw it the remains looked like a toddler just ripped it to the bare frame out of curiosity. They been out of jail since but haven't left their trailer, i did a drive by earlier and noticed a beater jeep liberty in their driveway also with no plates and already working with the cops on taking that too if I see it out in a public except I won't miss the show next time.

My landlord was a terrible human being. Honestly, calling him a human is even pushing it. Just a few things he has done to me over the past three years..

Stole my dryer and other household products that are in a common area. Made me pay for a plumbing repair which was deemed normal wear and tear. Tried breaking into my house. Retaliated against me because I went to my lawyer after he sent me a letter about a parking spot. He tried charging me an extra $150/month.

Mind you, I was never late for rent in 3 years, except for when he made me pay for the plumbing repair. So the next month I was a couple days late.

The list goes on...Now this apartment was no where near nice. I found out the plumbing was illegal, he left me with a porch for years that has severe safety issues, the ceiling paint was always falling down, gas heater was not up to code, and so on.

I finally got my chance to leave after he wanted to raise my rent $500/month. He will do anything, and everything to get more money out of his tenants.

So I called the building inspector 4 days before I left. I told him everything. The porch when he finally replaced it didn't have a permit and was definitely not up to code. I told him about the plumbing and the heater. I went on and on. The inspector came over the very next day, I saw him taking measurements. Each violation is a $500/day fine until fixed. I honestly don't know what happened, but my God did it feel good to finally get him back. He's at the very least on the town's radar.

A week before I moved out he tried telling me I needed to be out at a specific time. I never responded and where I lived, that's not how it works. He tried to threaten me with the police if I wasn't gone. Well, I went to the police myself that morning to warn them. The landlord did come by, threaten me and harass me. I called the police, they informed him I was in the right.

Long story short, he had broken into my apartment (I had left to go to storage) while I was gone. He nailed my door shut. I told the police to get the supervisor because I was over being harassed by this guy. Go figure he left before the supervisor could get there. I'm positive he knew he'd be arrested on site.

Got the police report, they're charging him with a felony for breaking and entering.

Fines plus a charge? Don't be a jerk to good people.

I worked an engineering/construction job last year for a home builder and we had to deal with a bunch of 5g anti vaxxer health nuts moving in to one of our neighborhoods. Constant complaints about the construction, the noise, the debris, which made no sense because they chose to move into the neighborhood before construction was completed.

One man in particular would harass us daily, complaining about the streetlights being too bright (they weren't) and complaining about a generator we had running about a block away from him to power the site temporarily until we had the infrastructure in. The complaints ranged from the generator was damaging his hearing (thing was almost completely silent) or that the fumes from the generator were coming into his house and causing him and his kids to have stunted development. They would come up with stuff that made little to no sense. It escalated to the point where he got the city and the mayor involved, and we got sued so we gave in to his requests and moved to generator to an inconvenient location & had to take the time and money to rewire to be able to power the areas needed (this was including important stuff like the streetlights, we had to leave off for a couple nights until the move was complete, and you guessed it, he would call to complain. The nerve of this man.)

So, here comes the revenge. We received an order from the city to install a 5g tower on site to improve cellular connection because the area we were in had pretty bad service. Since my team and I were in charge of creating the plans to install the infrastructure, guess where we all simultaneously agreed to put the tower: right smack dab in front of the angry mans house. We thought this was incredibly hilarious and couldn't stop laughing every time he would call freaking out while the tower was being constructed. Got to the point he tried to file another lawsuit, got laughed away, and within a week we never heard from them again. Moved out faster than the wind.

At the restaurant I used to work at, there was a chef who made the best gumbo I have ever had. However, the management were I worked was awful. The only employees who stayed for very long were the ones who were paid well, eg mr.gumbo. Customers knew him by name. Then one day, he called in sick (which he had never done before) and they didn't let him. He had enough, and quit. But he also burned a few bridges. He took all his notes, which had ratios, spices, times and temperatures. Everything. We had no idea how to make his gumbo. They then tasked me with recreating it. When it was no were near as good, most of the gumbo customers, which was a lot of them, left. I quit shortly after. From what I heard from my friends who still worked there, the business almost went under. This was his way of making the management pay.

My aunt used to be an assistant for a multi-millionaire, down to earth CEO of a small company. According to my aunt, he is one of the nicest guys she has ever met and is probably the best boss she has ever had.

There was this one time my aunt hitched a ride with the CEO to a business event, at a mall, where they struggled to find parking. They eventually found a spot that's about to be vacant and so as any normal courteous person would do, they waited a few feet away from the Civic that was backing up and had their turn signal on indicating that they found the spot first.

The Civic was almost out of their spot when they see a BMW M3 pull up by the spot and waited on the opposite side of where my aunt was.

The Civic finally leaves the spot and lo and behold, the M3 swerves in and takes the spot. Two teeny looking jerks exit the vehicle and snickered at the CEO driving. The CEO politely told the kids something along the lines of "Hey, I found the spot first. I would appreciate it if you could look for your own spot". The kids laughed and told the CEO "Sorry man, too slow", then walked away from the parking spot towards the mall entrance.

The CEO paused and calmly told my aunt to exit the vehicle. Now, I think it's important to mention that the CEO was driving a big vehicle -- something like an old Range Rover according to my aunt. My aunt got off the vehicle. The CEO suddenly backed up a bit and RAMMED the parked M3 onto the wall it was facing, smashing both the front and the rear of the German sedan. The sound of the collision caught the attention of the two kids and they quickly ran back to the scene.

My aunt and the kids were stunned. The CEO asks my aunt to hop back in. The kids, still stunned, while the CEO says "Sorry, too rich", throws his business card at the kids, and drives away like a boss.

A few weeks after the incident, my aunt asks the CEO if ever he had to pay for damages. The CEO said "Yeah I did pay for damages. But the faces of those kids after I totaled their car was priceless".