73 Times Arrogant People Got Put Right Back In Their Place

Got into a common argument with my overbearing mother when she showed up at my house unannounced. I had enough and said "you have to leave," in which she replied "no i dont." i said "lets see what the police have to say about that, i live here, you dont. Leave"
I could see the common pissed off that she deep down knew she was wrong look on her face as she pouted her way to the car.

Straight girl at gay bar: "Why are you looking at my chest?"

Me (gay guy): "Because your t**s are lopsided, girl!"

And then she left.

Girls try to get me to buy them drinks at bars a lot. I make sure to introduce them to my boyfriend very politely as I decline.

I worked this job. My org structure was completely f****d. I worked for the regional executive VP of tech s**t. *Directly*. He'd been my boss, and then he'd been promoted^5, and they hadn't hired anyone...So in a healthy company, he'd have been 5 layers of management above me, but in our company, he was my boss. (This is a simplification: he was *hired* 3 levels over me (vp), and then got the 4th level (state vp) when they fired his counterpart, so he only got bumped once (to regional vp)).

His boss was the CTO of the whole corporation. And *his* boss was the CEO.

At about this time, they spun off the tech side into it's own business unit, with the CTO as the effective CEO. So, if you had a problem with a tech guy, you talked to his manager. Now, remember, my manager is one step below the CTO.

I was in a bad spot. I had a lot of work to do, but no team anymore to help me. All the various teams I was on, had once been a REALLY big group, but now...It was just a handful. Maybe 10 guys left out of ~150.

Still the same amount of work. Or at least, other groups thought so. People would assign me things. And then the various managers of those people would call me and tell me to make that my top priority.

And I would laugh in their faces. And tell them to call my boss.

Now, they couldn't call my boss. He didn't work for the same company. They had to call their boss, who would call their boss, etc, etc, until it got to the CEO, and then he would tell the CTO to tell my boss to tell me to do something.

You can guess how many times THAT happened.

If I pissed someone off *enough* my boss would call me, and he would say, "Please, PLEASE, do not talk to that person, ever again."

People would bluster at me, and I would laugh the laugh of a guy who had the workload of fifteen people, and they would get outraged and demand to talk to my boss, and I would laugh even harder, and then give them the number of his secretary, knowing that they would *never* talk to him, and it wasn't my problem.

The only beauty of that job was watching people who thought they had power realize that they had *nothing*. They weren't even allowed to *talk* to my boss, he was so high up. They had to escalate their s**t to their boss, and so on, and their bosses boss almost always told them to STFU and get back to work. Nothing *ever* came into my work queue from someone who was remotely at my level, and the b******t was incredible.

It was glorious.

A few years ago a water main burst at the end of our street, causing traffic to be detoured for a few days through the parking lot of a retirement community two blocks from my house. It ironically was a bit of a shortcut on my way home from work, but I'd never taken it before because it was private property. A few days after they fixed the break and opened the road again, traffic was super jammed up and I turned off early to take the shortcut through the parking lot, just because. On that day, a resident of the retirement place who was parking saw me, and followed me home. She pulled in to my building's parking lot right behind me, and as I stepped out after parking she yelled from her window that I'd trespassed on private property, and I shouldn't ever do that again. I looked her d**d in the eye, pointed to the private property sign she'd driven past as she pulled into our lot, and said, "Sounds like a deal.".

I was 18, in college, and started working at a new Foodie McDoodie in their drive through. I had a blast. My roomie worked there, my friends worked there, and all was good. Until one payday.

I went in with roomie to get our check. Mine wasn't there. I initially panicked because I knew I'd worked extra hours and needed it to pay bills. The manager then said my check was downstairs with the owner, an old, grody, fat, Greek guy. I almost threw up right then as I couldn't stand this old f****r.

So, I go downstairs and there is the troll. I took my check from him but paused to make sure all was correct. In the envelope, all correct except...there was a stack of cash totalling $1500.

I asked him what it was for but he suddenly grabbed me by the throat and shoved me onto this table. He forcefully spread my legs and started to try to pull my jeans down. Scared s***tless, I tried to scream but he put his hand over my mouth.

Totally panicked, I brought both of my knees up and kicked him full-force in the chest causing him to fall backwards. I ripped the tape off my mouth and said You planning on r**ing me? Well F**k you. I took my envelope, went upstairs and called the police--loudly at their counter. Before leaving that day, I submitted my resignation saying I didn't want to be r***d by the owner. I was the one in power.

I'm an ICU nurse, the last 2 nights I've been taking care of a large strong man going through withdrawals. It involves 4 point restraints.

This morning I was trying to put elbow pads on him and he swung at me, but ofcourse the restraints prevented this.

He was furious as I just stood there and slow blinked at him.

When I quit my job because my supervisor was treating me like a child and the next day my manager called me to try and get me to stay.

Was hanging out with a friend and went to show them something cool on the internet when the power suddenly shut off.

Has a teacher whose class I was trying to drop because she would leave every single morning for an hour to work with the student government corner me in a doorway while in high school. She made several threats towards my grade and myself (getting other teachers to drag me down). I went straight to the office and complained, the office refused to take action and the school resource officer let everything slide. So I called the police and told them what was happening, the sergeant talked to the school officer briefly then after that they called the teacher to the office and showed her the film. The look of fear she had on her face as she realized I held all the cards and she f****d up was glorious. In exchange for not pressing charges I was allowed to drop her class, she was removed from her duties as the student government supervisor and was barred from ever teaching AP classes in the district.

So, my military service was...problematic it suffices to say. Eventually things got to the point where I was invited to leave on terms that I found acceptable. Turns out, it was a bluff on their part and I was almost immediately offered a path to redemption, straighten up and fly right as it were. Uh, no thanks. This came as something of a surprise to all involved (except me, who had spent the better part of a year trying to engineer it) so there was a bit of a scramble to find s**t details to encourage me to reconsider. Clean up excess wax in the halls with a toothbrush, mow the lawn, whatever they could think of. Did it all with a smile on my face and a song in my heart. Best part was my 'lunches'. I parked my vehicle directly across from the smoking area where my supervisor, boss and his boss came out every hour or so. Every day for those last two weeks I'd take a 2-3 hour nap in my car for everyone to see. Someone came out a couple of times to suggest I get back to work, but I was just like "nah, I'm good". I mean, what the f**k were they going to do? Fire me?

Guys birthday, someone found out he had guitar hero 3 and bet people they couldn't beat him.

Little did he know I'm super autismo good at it. Like, had a YouTube channel for a while with custom song FCs (100% runs) that could dry up every v****a in a 10 mile radius level good.

Seeing my former teachers after switching schools.