It’s better to “turn the other cheek”, and you truly hurt yourself when you try to get back at somebody. Blah blah blah. Sometimes it just feels good to enact revenge against someone who did something bad to you…even if it’s in a minor, petty, and private way, like these real-life vengeance-seekers owned up to on Ask Reddit.
1. And now all her assets are liquid, hey-ooooh…
My missus leaves tea bags in the sink so I put them in her wallet.
2. In which “DVR” stands for “dumb vengeance regulator.”
My Ex cheated with a married man. He now lives with her. He is a POS.. but anyway, I still have login for her DVR. I logged in, erased all her shows, then recorded only the show “Cheaters.” Petty, but it makes me laugh.
3. The (blue) tooth hurts.
I once had a colleague I hated (he was very condescending and really arrogant), so I put an extra Bluetooth receiver in his computer for a computer mouse and kept the mouse in my drawer. I would just open my drawer and it would fuck his shit right up. Kept it going for like 2 months. He was about to murder the world when I thought I better stop.
4. You don’t want to know what was in the conditioner bottle.
One of my roommates always used to use our shampoo, and this went on for months. We could always tell because the shower would smell of different shampoo from time to time whenever he used the shower.
So one day instead of usual shampoo we mixed in rotten milk and the usual shampoo in a bottle and left it in the shower. Needless to say he wasn’t very happy about it and we all (minus him) had a good laugh.
5. A harmless act with just a kernel of evil.
When I was a kid I got the Sabrina the Teenage Witch “Handbook” – it was full of kiddie experiemtns and stuff and was pretty fun.
My older sister had upset or annoyed me about something, so I tried out one of the ‘tricks’ from the book, you fill a cup with water and some corn kernels, put some tinfoil on top of the cup, the kernels eventually pop and it makes noise against the tinfoil.
I put it under her bed, it takes a few days to “work”, so I completely forgot about it, until one night I woke up to my two sisters whispering – it had popped in the middle of the night and she thought there was a rat under her bed.