Society has no place for bullies. Unfortunately, these people exist, and they derive sheer enjoyment from causing distress to others. It’s why there’s always a palpable satisfaction in learning that one of them finally got their due comeuppance.
The stories you’re about to read are just that. People are sharing the moment they finally stood up for themselves, while giving their tormentors a dose of much-needed karma. Some of them may have happened many years later, but it’s a gratifying end to the story, nonetheless.
Enjoy reading these, and if you have your own anecdotes, feel free to share them in the comments!
#41
I had a bully that used to kick the s**t out of me just about on a daily basis. He was a grade above me and lived next door and my dad didn't do anything because "that's how boys play" and every time I left the house, that a*****e was waiting for me to insult me, humiliate me, beat on me.
I spent a lot of time inside. Probably for the best, as that time was spent on my computer, which lead to my career, so I had that going for me, I guess.
However, it was really traumatic and one of the things I looked forward to the most when we moved was to get away from that guy.
As I got older, I really internalized that s**t. Him and a bunch of other kids combined made my childhood really s****y and it's really surprising how that can affect you, even as an adult.
Anyway, he was gone and I moved on.. Until one day, I went back to my home town for a visit and found myself in the same room with him. I got nervous, all those memories came flooding back, my spine got sweaty, I could feel my adrenaline start to rise. Then I realized, I'm an adult. I've got a successful career, make good money, kids that love me. I can deal with this. So, I bucked up and walked right up to him and just said what I had to say. He looked up at me with his dark, empty, 30 year old eyes and said, "Do you want fries with that?"
I felt much better after that.
I spent a lot of time inside. Probably for the best, as that time was spent on my computer, which lead to my career, so I had that going for me, I guess.
However, it was really traumatic and one of the things I looked forward to the most when we moved was to get away from that guy.
As I got older, I really internalized that s**t. Him and a bunch of other kids combined made my childhood really s****y and it's really surprising how that can affect you, even as an adult.
Anyway, he was gone and I moved on.. Until one day, I went back to my home town for a visit and found myself in the same room with him. I got nervous, all those memories came flooding back, my spine got sweaty, I could feel my adrenaline start to rise. Then I realized, I'm an adult. I've got a successful career, make good money, kids that love me. I can deal with this. So, I bucked up and walked right up to him and just said what I had to say. He looked up at me with his dark, empty, 30 year old eyes and said, "Do you want fries with that?"
I felt much better after that.
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15points
#42
One of my highschool bullies just posted a GoFundMe for his stage 4 stomach cancer diagnosis.
I'm not contributing.
That's my revenge.
I'm not contributing.
That's my revenge.
14points
#43
Introduced her to her wife. Got a sincere and lovely apology at the wedding. We still catch up once in a blue moon.
13points
#44
This is a bit disgusting but whatever...
These happened when I was a junior and this one guy always tell the whole class that I'm weird because I don't talk too much and all that, up to the point he "accidentally" poured his water bottle all over my head.
The teacher just told him to don't do it again but he did it again when it was lunch, a juice box this time.
So, I was getting tired of this s**t's s**t I started to plan.
I didn't finish my lunch, got down to our room, found his bag and his bottle and spit on it like, say 6 times. It wasn't just an ordinary spit. It was the juicy ones. You know, "phlegm"
So, I went to the school canteen again while grinning like a maniac.
We went back to class, gone to our gym and he became thirsty.
The moment when he was getting the bottle on his bag and he started drinking it. He cringed so bad. Probably realizing what was the "salty" taste he said, he gagged and immediately accused me.
The teacher believed him and I didn't lie.
I got suspended for 7 days for that. But it was worth it.
These happened when I was a junior and this one guy always tell the whole class that I'm weird because I don't talk too much and all that, up to the point he "accidentally" poured his water bottle all over my head.
The teacher just told him to don't do it again but he did it again when it was lunch, a juice box this time.
So, I was getting tired of this s**t's s**t I started to plan.
I didn't finish my lunch, got down to our room, found his bag and his bottle and spit on it like, say 6 times. It wasn't just an ordinary spit. It was the juicy ones. You know, "phlegm"
So, I went to the school canteen again while grinning like a maniac.
We went back to class, gone to our gym and he became thirsty.
The moment when he was getting the bottle on his bag and he started drinking it. He cringed so bad. Probably realizing what was the "salty" taste he said, he gagged and immediately accused me.
The teacher believed him and I didn't lie.
I got suspended for 7 days for that. But it was worth it.
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11points