“The Most Beautiful Thing I've Ever Seen”: 65 Times Karma Hit Jerks Like A Train

I was driving in Yellowstone park many years ago. There was stopped traffic and a bit of snow on the ground. There were many beautiful bison meandering around the stopped traffic.

A man got out of his red pickup truck laughing, he made a snowball and hit a huge bison square on the forehead. Still laughing the man jumped back in his truck, and shut the door. The traffic was not moving at all. The bison stared at the closed door of the red truck for about a minute, and then he slowly walked over to the drivers side door. He then slowly head butted the door with his enormous horns, causing severe damage to the truck. You could hear the man screaming profanities through his closed window of the now misshapen truck.

This was during the 1980’s. I had taken my niece to the zoo mainly for the exercise and fresh air. She was around a year old and in a stroller. I stopped at a bench in front of the big cat cages. At this time they were kept in small enclosures, most with a ledge and a water source. There really wasn’t much room for them to walk around. Most of the big cats slept up on the ledges rarely coming down to be seen.

In front of the cheetah cage was a little boy. His parents were sitting on the other end of the bench that I was on. They were talking to each other while keeping an eye on their son. This really wasn’t necessary as the whole time he stood in front of the cheetah cage yelling “Cheetah, cheetah, cheetah!” Like a baseball player would yell “Batter, batter, batter!”

This went on for around 10 minutes and was becoming annoying. I was beginning to rethink my decision to stop and sit on the bench. This is when the cheetah came down off the ledge. The little boy jumped up and down in excitement, never stopping his chant. He motioned for his parents to come over to see that he had got the cheetah to come down off the ledge. They went and stood by him.

The cheetah languidly walked back and forth in front of them as the little boy continued his chant. The cheetah then turned around looking like he was going back to his ledge. Instead the cheetah let out a stream of urine hitting the little boy in the mouth promptly shutting him up. The looks on his and his parents faces were priceless.

My sister and I (we were around 8 or 9) were at the beach building a sandcastle when out of nowhere, a boy around our age, stomped on our sandcastle! We were shocked at this unprovoked attack but were not the sort to tattle. His father, seeing what his son had done, told him not to do it again. The son didn't even respond. I got the feeling he was in the habit of disregarding his parents. My sister and I moved a short ways away and rebuilt our castle. STOMP! followed by obnoxious laughter from the brat. My sister and I looked at each other then again, started to rebuild. This time we made a revision: we inserted a sharp stick into the tallest tower of our castle. STOMP! then a loud shriek of pain from bratty boy. As he runs crying to his dad, my sister and I watched dolefully, not sure if we were about to get in trouble. “Daddy, those girls put a stick in their castle and hurt my foot!”, the boy wailed like he'd been bitten by a shark. “Well son, I told you not to step on their castle,” replied dad mildly. The boy sniffled a few more times and pouted, but left us alone thereafter.

Sometimes you have to make your own karma.

My wife and I were at a local casino and they were offering random cash prizes, once per night simply swipe your players card to see if you win something. As we were walking up to a players card machine some guy rudely cut us off to get in front of us. He won nothing, my wife then swiped her card and won $500… the look on his face was worth way more than the money!

Way back in the day when smoking was still legal in most places, here in Los Angeles it was illegal to smoke in an elevator. I was on the elevator with a co-worker when a woman got on smoking a cigarette. I pointed out it was illegal for her to smoke there, and she said, “what are you going to do - call the police?” My friend, who was a reserve police officer, pulled out his badge and said, “that won't be necessary.”

Her expression was priceless.

My first wife of 20 years left me when I had a health issue. She said she wanted her freedom to live her life. I suppose she didn’t want to be stuck with me if she had to take care of me. I recovered. She quickly married a bar hookup who refused to work and for the next 30 years had to support them both. I don’t think he was the type to clean house or cook either. Our kids remained with me and have never been all that close to their mother after she left so she lost out on a husband who loved her and always provided for her so she didn’t even need to work unless she wanted to. She lost out on a close relationship to her kids and grandkids. Today at 71 she’s widowed and still having to work to support herself. My second wife and I both retired 14 years ago and enjoy every moment together and I see my kids and grandkids most weekends.

My ex H had a 1.5 year affair with a married woman he worked with. They were IN LOVE. It was worth throwing away our 14 year marriage, splitting custody of our 2 little kids, selling our house, etc.

His AP was [sleeping with] multiple other coworkers.

I got to tell him that.

A woman was cutting in and out and honking at people in nearly gridlocked traffic. Driving super dangerously. Cut across three lanes of traffic at once into the lane next to me, ended up slightly bumping the car in front of her- a parked cop car which had stopped to deal with an accident. Watching that irritated cop walk towards her car and the look on her face when she realized how bad she messed up was great.

Oh, and traffic cleared up immediately afterwards so it was even more satisfying.

Back in middle school, one of the popular girls made fun of a special ed kid to his face in P.E class. Just short of five seconds later, she receives a random basketball right to the face, starts crying, and goes to the nurse with like five people laughing and everyone else just standing there like oh snap because the popular and attractive girl got whacked with a basketball to the face. Her nose was broken as well.

My second son was a toddler and we were on the way to meet friends at a soft play centre. i always stopped off on the way at a local garage and got a large coffee. There was a short zebra crossing from the parking area to the shop and a young girl in a convertible parked across it. Son was walking holding my hand and I said

“Did you have to block the crossing”

“Too bad you fat cow” she flounced off into the shop.

Coffee in cup holder I watched her pull away between a lorry and the bollards at the shop front … and scrape the side of her pale blue car along the side of the lorry. I almost wet myself laughing so hard and loud enough that she heard me. The driver of the lorry who had watched this with amusement looked across at me and said

“At least us fatties can drive”

I walked in on my husband of 13 years with my best friend. We had a 12 year old boy, and I decided to live with my dad while we decided how we would go about things.

At first he assumed he would get the house, and both our cars, and wanted to “help buy things” vs. paying child support.

We decided to divorce, and we basically only had one asset, the house. He decided to try to pull a fast one on the judge (never a good idea) as he wanted to keep our family home. So he brought paperwork to our hearing showing the value almost $100K less than the value on my paperwork. The judge was confused and began asking why his value was so much less, he stated the house was in disrepair, and might even be worth less than what his paperwork said. She turned to me and asked if I thought I could get the value of the house on my paperwork if I sold it, I assured her I could. So she gave me the house, and said my ex could have his half of what his paperwork stated the home was valued at, and I would receive the rest.

So he was shorted almost 30K because he tried to pull a fast one on a judge.

Also—he’s ugly and fat now, so that makes me happy.

I worked as a guide in a national park. I had nothing going on at the moment so out of the kindness of my heart I swept a 100 meter board walk that was covered in sand as the sand would make it slippery and people would fall. Some lady made a snarky comment to me while I was doing it and slipped on a spot I hadn't swept.

I was at a 7 11 and I saw a guy kick a car.

And then 5 seconds later got immediately [marked] by a bird.

That is the most beautiful thing I've ever seen.

Me and my ex husband don't come from much money. Everything we earned in life we had to fight tooth and nail. He ended up getting a really nice car, and suddenly turned into an ego maniac (for once, not being the broke loser). He ended up becoming a serial cheater and I was none the wiser. At the time, I was submitting resumes for him for the major transit company in our city, with resumes I drafted for him because his old resume looked like it was written by a child.

Anyways, I end up finding out about the cheating and dump him around my birthday weekend. Pretty sure he was out [cheating] but he got busted driving drunk on his way back. Went to jail, plead guilty to a DUI, lost his license, lost his car (it was leased and he could no longer afford it). Best of all, the transit company reached out to him two days later. That's a bust.

Last I heard, he's living with his mom and getting around town on a skateboard.

Meanwhile, I've moved on, with a high paying job, studying for a career that we had both planned on doing together and in a way better car than the one he had.

I'm fighting the urge to wave hi to him on his skateboard on his route home.

My husband of seven years cheated on me and then discarded me and our unborn daughter when I was 28 weeks pregnant. He stated he would try to stay and work it out if the baby was a boy but he had no interest since she was a girl. In the divorce paperwork he didn’t even request visitation. I had put up with seven years of financial [mistreatment], gaslighting and infidelity. So, I hired the best lawyer in our city, and she nailed him to the wall. We took him to court and I was awarded a large lump sum alimony payment, payable within 60 days.

Meanwhile, the gal he cheated with reported to him at work. Lots of people at his company had huge issues with his infidelity and his decision to abandon his daughter and date his coworker. One day about a week before the lump sum was due to me, a lady who worked with him called me up and told me he had been strutting around like a rooster that morning because the CEO had asked to video conference with him unexpectedly. He told everyone his talent had finally been recognized and he was getting a promotion. Instead, the CEO fired him. They took his security badge and laptop, and escorted him from the building.

And immediately afterward, they went over to his girlfriend’s desk and told her she could gather her things and get out too. He freaked out and tried to get out of paying the lump sum since he was no longer employed but the court stood firm. I was awarded the massive lump sum alimony payment, plus 50% of the rest of our assets which were not inconsequential.

I moved back to my hometown to be near my family to raise my little girl. I met a wonderful man. I’ve remarried and he has since adopted my little girl. With the money I received from my divorce I purchased several investment properties and put them all in a trust for my daughter.

Me, my husband, and my daughter live a wonderful simple life. We are both self employed and work about 20 hours a week. We spend lots of quality time with our daughter. We took her to DisneyWorld twice so far! She is surrounded by my family who all adore her. She lives a beautiful life far away from the man who didn’t want her because she was a girl. She’s never met him or even seen his face. Last I heard he’s been fired two more times from various positions, and has moved three or four times. Karma. It’s a real thing.

I tried to push a friend into a puddle and 0.5 seconds later I triped in a rock and fell in that puddle.

Rush hour on the expressway moving at 10 MPH or so. I’m in the left-hand lane, and like to leave extra space in front of me. The guy behind me suddenly jumped onto the shoulder, passed me, and moved into that space (a risky move for essentially no gain). Then a second car did the same thing, and I had to brake to give him room. Then his flashing police lights went on and he pulled over the first driver to give him a ticket.

When I was driving to work doing 55 a guy passed me, flipped me off then badly rear ended a car stopped at the light. This was a 55 zone hwy that has periodic stop lights. I knew the light was turning red so I was slowing down which pissed him off. So he floored it to pass only to have no time to stop. He totalled his car and the Mercedes he rear ended. The look he gave me as I passed the scene was priceless like it was my fault or something.

Nice and easy one.. My wife cheated on me with her "friend" who she went to festivals with.. Whilst I stayed home to look after our 4 kids..

I found out the truth whilst she was at a festival with him.. They came home.. I confronted them.. She cried, begged, pleaded, etc.. Then when he went back home.. His first day back at work he was sacked..

To this day I am sure he believes I did this (I do have contacts in his industry.. But it never even crossed my mind).. But it was just Karma.. I just smiled a little when I found out.. Still do these days..

I worked security in a clothes store, I saw a tall guy enter carrying a plastic shopping bag from an up market store and a brief case.

I watched him for about three minutes, he slipped some polo shirts into his bag as I approached him when he was leaving the store our security tagging alarm went off he started to panic and was about to run when his toe caught the edge of the window displays he went down hard split his nose, got pulled by me and arrested by the police and we recovered our shirts a pair of leather shoes, a brand new leather briefcase, a pair of pliers and the electronic tag he had cut off the shoes.

He bled all over the office carpet which had to be replaced at cost to the shoplifter.