In 2021, Trustpilot surveyed 2,000 people in the UK, US, Australia, Netherlands, France, and Italy, respectively. They asked if these people were harboring any kind of grudge over being passed on for a job, getting dumped, or being mistreated by staff. The study revealed that 78% of people feel some sort of lingering resentment. The most common grudges were about betrayal, false accusations, getting cheated on, and another person not paying them back.
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During the covid lockdown I graduated from college. It was a huge deal, I was the first in my family. They did a zoom ceremony and the presenter accidentally skipped over my name. My family was all watching, waiting for them to call my name via livestream, and of course the presenter never f*****g did. it was just as devastating for them as it was for me. i will never forget my mom saying, "i don't understand, our name should have been there." our name. ours. I was graduating for us.
All of us on Bored Panda wish you massive congratulations - you did something very difficult in during a challenging time - well done - you're amazing....
After sitting through almost an entire alphabet, when it was my turn to accept my diploma, I got a sticky note instead, when I graduated highschool. It incorrectly said I lacked math credits, because the new secretary applied the next year's requirements to me. The icing on the s**t cake that was highschool.
I got an empty book, because I didn't and wouldn't pay their fee. They wanted $50 bucks (in 1990) for a printed up version that couldn't have cost $3. Fine by me, all I need is the transcript (which they also charged for).
Load More Replies...A true bummer, thats for sure, I am so sorry that happened to you. I loved how u said, "I was graduating for US"
Hope you got an apology. Congratulations on your achievement and congratulations to your wonderful family for supporting you.
If they would have meant that festively, I get that... Like the whole country saying: " we won the world championship of whatever sport " , whilst it was just the team that did that. So your family waited for their team member /family name to come up - proud of you, sharing and celebrating that with you graduated. It is nice to have a supporting family... still sorry that they didn't call your name though, you deserved that.
17 years ago, two of my "friends" called up the girl they knew I thought was cute and threatened to SA her and beat up her boyfriend if he tried to intervene.
This was first semester of freshman year of high school. Word obviously got around, but no one ever told me why I suddenly became the creepy weirdo kid who everyone avoided.
It wasn't until Junior year when I finally found out why. They laughed in my face as they told me it was them who did it. They thought it would be funny to pretend to be me and call up her up. Someone who I knew was in a relationship and who I had never even spoken to, and threaten her and her boyfriend.
I spent 3.5 years of high school alone on break, alone on lunch, begging my mom to drop me off and pick me up so I could avoid the bus, all because they thought it would be funny.
I can forgive almost everyone, but Eric and Mike. F**k. You. I will never forgive you.
So cruel, and very unfortunate that not a single kid had the guts to ask OP why he would do such a thing, ask him about the rumour.
SA = sexual assault, just to save others from wondering for ~10 minutes. censorship f**k yeah!
I would pay them back, each one separately. And go the woman and apologies for my friends, if this is even possible.
Like the film 'Valentine', where a bullied kid gets MAJOR revenge when reaching adulthood. I was completely unprepared for the level of slash/horror (my sister was staying for the weekend, and put it on. Spent most of my time in the kitchen 'cuz I'm a wimp, when it comes to horror movies, lol)
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My first pregnancy where my parents wouldn’t celebrate because they didn’t want to hurt my sisters feelings. She had boys and wanted a girl and I was pregnant with a girl. It’s been 20 years and still makes me mad.
Why should it matter whether her kids are boys or girls? They are just as precious regardless of gender. The sister is being selfish. There are people out there who desperately want kids but can't have ANY, and she's pissy cuz they're not girls? If I found out my parents would've loved me more if I were a boy or were disappointed that I was a girl, I would be very hurt. OP's parents suck too. Ok, rant over.
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Load More Replies...How to tell someone who is their parent's favourite child without actually saying it.
Oh, she probably knew years before this happened. If they were this blatant about it now, it isn't the first time
Load More Replies...Soooo, your feelings aren't as important as your sisters....?? Are they for fuc*ing real?!?! On the plus side - you will be a MUCH better parent than your son called " parents.... "
That's how my parents are, I'm the "strong one" yeah yall made me have to be to exist.
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I don't care what people say. Pluto is a God damn planet.
"My Very Earnest Mother Just Showed Us Nine Planets". I'm not gonna learn any inferior mnemonic, mate.
I always heard “my very excellent mother just served us nine pizzas”
Load More Replies...When we thought that the earth was what everything orbited, both the sun and moon were considered planets. The word "planet" means "wanderer". Pluto, Eris, Ceres, Haumea, Makemake, 90377 Sedna, 500000 Quaoar, 225088 Gonggong, and 90482 Orcus are classified as dwarf planets. A dwarf planet must be spherical(ish), has not cleared up the area around its orbit (of the sun), and is not a moon. Pluto was demoted because there are other Kuiper Belt objects in Pluto's orbital path. Earth cannot be a dwarf planet because her orbit is clear, and she is flat. Now, if you'll excuse us, we have to go knock stuff off the edge of the earth.
Hehe. That's how we know the Earth isn't flat, cats would have knocked everything off by now
Load More Replies...That's just silly, and childish. The astronomers decided that it's a dwarf planet, because 1) it doesn't fulfill all necessary requirements, and 2) because there are a dozen other objects which would've gotten the rank of planet, because they're in the same class as Pluto.
Sorry Neal, I understand the reason but it’s still a planet in my book too!
Yes, for fùck's sake-a dwarf planet is STILL A GODDAMN PLANET, "morans"!
Yes, who says otherwise? Astronomers call it a planet (albeit a dwarf one) and being named after a lord of an underworld is pretty damned god damned.
Why do people care about this so much? It literally has zero impact on your life. And you don’t get a vote on what a planet is or isn’t; if you want one, do all the work, get on the International Astronomical Union and try to get it changed. Too much work? Well then, too bad
Then Eres is a planet. Can't argue for one without arguing for the other
When I told my mom about me being SA when I was walking home. And she call me a liar. I was only 6-7 years old.
she is horrible human being, who does not believe a child or at the very least take her in for a checkup
Maybe we are related because that is exactly what my mother would have said. I was SA for 3 months when I was 10, but never told her for that reason. Fortunately we moved interstate and the assault stopped.
Load More Replies...I'm so sorry. My mother sexually abused me as a child, and EVERYONE blamed me for it. Including the authorities.
I’m so sad you had to go through that. Sending lots of love to you! ❤️🩹
Load More Replies...Same thing happened to me. I told a parent when I was 9, and they got angry and called me a liar. Then they said that if it did happen, it was my own fault because I was so cute when I was little. Then they showed me a photo of myself aged *2*.. (Years later I found out that they, too, had been abused, which made their reaction make a little more sense. They weren’t mentally strong enough to acknowledge what happened like I was, so they just pretended nothing happened.) Their experiences don’t in any way excuse what they did to me, but it all made a little more sense to me. I mean, why else would a parent react that way unless they have something to hide?
So instead of having the balls to say something, your family enabled the scimbag to keep doing it to other people including you as a child, then blamed you the victim for it happening?! Family truly suck sometimes!!
Load More Replies...The thing I don’t understand about this, if someone is that young, they would have little to no concept of sex, etc. so where would they even get the idea that that was something that could happen and lie about it?
That’s a really important point you’re making. How could kids too young to even comprehend what sex is come up with the idea to falsely blame someone for something they know nothing about..? None of that is rational, and it’s an important point to make when talking to survivors of these types of traumas: what the blamers are saying just isn’t possible.
Load More Replies...That is horrible .. as a social worker i always believe people when they disclose to me.
When my young daughter came to me and told me that a relative in the home she was having a sleepover attempted to SA her my first action was to immediately call the police. I never doubted her for a second. The police were wonderful. It was a man and woman team. They spoke to her privately and gave her their business cards instructing her to call them if anyone from that home attempted to communicate with her. They then went to that home and the female head of the house told lies to protect her male relative...b***h. The police never doubted my daughter and I feel that the way this was handled told her she was trusted and valued. I dreamed of revenge for years.
My grandmother once told me that when she was a kid (in the 1950s), she often played with her siblings outside. They once met some man from the neighborhood. He was exhibitionist. He took off his clothes and followed them. Grandma and her siblings got scared and ran home, where they told their mother about this incident. She beaten them for "telling lies" and forbade them to talk about it to anyone. It's sad, because even though it happened in the 1950s, if they reported that man, he wouldn't get away with it. But grandma's family, (and especially her mother), was very catholic and anything even remotely related to sex was taboo. Their mother even refused to explain her daughters anything about periods.
37 years ago I was five and had spent two years saving up 10 dollars worth of pennies. I used to count them 10 pennines in a pile 10 piles is a dollar. Kept them in a empty coffee ground can. One day the jar was empty and we had pizza for dinner. She made me thank her boyfriend for the pizza...
I think it was the mom's boyfriend who took it and "splurged for pizza".
Load More Replies...This post triggered anger from a memory I had forgotten for a very long time. I was about 12. I had a little souvenir box with some silver dimes and quarters I was saving. One day they disappeared. Found out later my stepdad used them in the payphone for calling his girlfriend - the one he left my mom for. It's not the worst thing he did but GD it pissed me off.
I would like to know that too. There is that option that BF stole the pennies without the mother knowing. And he just showing off buying pizza. If she sincerely did not know - it is not stupid to say thank you for that pizza. So sorry it happed though...
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20 yrs ago my dad got choked out by a detective because he requested a lawyer before he talked & they grabbed him by the neck and pushed him against the wall. he ended up crushing my dads esophagus and it doesn’t sit right in his throat anymore. he never got in trouble for it.
That's disgusting. They're meant to serve and protect, not to bully and abuse. That cop is a criminal dressed as one of the good guys. And sadly, he's not the only one.
It's a well studied phenomena that many people who are attracted to working in law enforcement have similar traits to the criminals they arrest: deviousness, heightened aggression, superiority complexes, and more.
Load More Replies...That is so sad. There should have been an investigation and a compensation.
ACAB (in the US) Regardless of whether a certain officer is kind or not, they're all upholding a broken and corrupt system. I truly believe this, and I work closely with my county's sheriff's office and consider myself close colleagues with some of their officers. I'm doing my best to foster change from within (although it feels like a drop in the bucket). Anyway. ACAB. Truth.
This is a really good article about why all cops are corrupt, written by a former cop https://link.medium.com/lVIylmUAf7 Here's the first paragraph: "I was a police officer for nearly ten years and I was a bastard. We all were. This essay has been kicking around in my head for years now and I’ve never felt confident enough to write it. It’s a time in my life I’m ashamed of. It’s a time that I hurt people and, through inaction, allowed others to be hurt. It’s a time that I acted as a violent agent of capitalism and white supremacy. Under the guise of public safety, I personally ruined people’s lives but in so doing, made the public no safer… so did the family members and close friends of mine who also bore the badge alongside me. But enough is enough."
Load More Replies...Typical pig behaviour. This is why people laugh when they get put down or go to prison. ACAB.
Yet another incident where the police get let off, its lucky that your dad is still here
Not getting any callbacks from detectives after my daughter died.
My heart breaks reading this. I hope you eventually got the answers you were looking for. May your daughter rest in peace.
Amen. May her memory be a blessing to you and may you find some peace. Love can be such a heavy burden.
Load More Replies...Not getting a call from the DA when a friend murdered her daughter because I wasn't family. She was estranged from her family and I knew all the c**p she pulled before claiming "we had a suicide pact". No they didn't. Not even close. I'm still pissed. My daughter lost her best friend. That beautiful girl's mom is eligible for parole....welcome to Utah
I would have been camped out at the police station. Screw being ignored.
This sounds a bit heartless, I'm sorry. You hopefully will never be in a position to know what this mother or father was or wasn't capable of after experiencing such a devastating loss.
Load More Replies...I am SO sorry for your pain. The same thing happened when my son died. The "detective" was investigating his death as a murder and just stopped returning my calls.
That is horrible, i hope you got the counselling and support you and your family need.
I can't find the words to comment on this, disgraceful behaviour from people in a position to help you, absolutely heartbreaking 💔 😢 🫂
Reverse situation; no one but me would talk to detectives after my younger brother was m**rderd.
I am so sorry! Did you ever find out what happened? Could the cold case u it reopen it and take a look at the case now? In case there is DNA evidence ?
CALL ME INSANE OR RACIST BUT IM A LAWYER AND RUNNING SOMETHIN. are you black? Because I am and it happened to my son. Im trying to run a service. Black lives matter. Those people F them.
Primary School, Sports Day.
A bunch of guys I knew were bullying this kid by throwing his hat to each other.
I joined the circle, got thrown the hat and then walked forward, genuinely intending to give it back to the kid. He thought I was faking and punched me in the face. That's pretty understandable tbh, so I'm not mad about that.
What I'm mad about is that a teacher sent us BOTH to the office where we BOTH got the same punishment of litter duty despite my friends backing me up that I never threw the hat and the teacher who sent me to the office having never seen me throw the hat.
To be clear, nobody else got sent. Not the kids who were doing it for ages, just the kid who was being bullied and the kid who tried to help him.
F**k you Ms Wilson
Edit (because so many people are posting similar stories), I've actually just finished my first week on the job as a teacher. It's high school (grades 7-12) not primary, but still. A big part of how I deal with kids is based on the idea that I don't know everything and that they're not idiots. Seems to work pretty well so far. It makes me a little less angry knowing that some of today's teachers were yesterday's unjustly punished kids, so I hope it helps you all feel a little less s****y too.
Glad OP is using that crappy experience to help prevent unjust punishment of his/her students.
This always happened to me as the bullied kid. Teachers always turned a blind eye and ear to whatever anyone else was doing to me and saying about me. But once I retaliated I was punished. I swear some teachers were once the means kids and live through them vicariously. (I think that's a word I can use in that context.)
When I was in middle school, around 12 or so, I was bad about cleaning out my backpack so occasionally I had trouble finding my work to turn it in. One day, the teacher, Mrs Wright, took my backpack and up ended it into the floor at the front of class. She stopped everyone else in their work to have them watch me sort everything back out on hands and knees, keeping papers I still needed and throwing out things I don't. I don't know exactly how long it took me, but it felt like a long while, starting to cry and being stared at with her standing over me. Because yeah, emotionally traumatizing a child is the best way to teach them a lesson about organization
Why does this seem to happen sooo much? How can teachers all over the world repeatedly get things so badly wrong??? And then refuse to listen to any explanation afterwards?! It just seems malicious, as if they’re somehow doing it on purpose.
It's possible OP was also sent to the principal for "fighting". At the high school I went to, you got in trouble if you were in a fight, even if someone else punched you first, and even if you were defending yourself.
Worst I heard was a mom who let the stupid school handle it when her child was threatened with a knife by another child. They school wanted the victim to explain how the victim invited the attack..i was so mad i almost went to the school and got arrested for punching out bully a*****e school admin.
Sounds like something similar to what happened to me, kid picks up chunk of ice and hits my face barely missing my eye, teacher sees ME pick up said ice and drop it on the ground, gives ME detention and refused to listen when I try to explain he hit ME IN THE FACE!! Also ignore the BIG RED SPLOTCH on my face where it hit me. 😤
It's the fourth grade, I definitely have undiagnosed ADHD. After a quiz in Ms Curbeams class (a crotchety old woman at an inner city school) she went over the answers. Having spaced out during the lesson and playing too much Donkey Kong country on SNES the night before, to the question "how do armadillos protect themselves?" I answered with "they roll in to a ball to protect themselves".
While going over the answers, she said "somebody in this class wrote they roll into a ball to protect themselves", and stared right at me. The entire class erupted in laughter. The kind of laughter you hear echoing down the halls like in the movies.
I stared down at my desk in shame. I felt so humiliated. I had never felt so embarrassed.
Another time in that class we did an oral quiz, where she asked the question out loud to the class and we had to write down our answers. Well, again as a kid with ADHD and being kept in a classroom for 7 or so hours at a time with only a 30 minute recess, I accidentally blurted out the answer "the great wagon trail". I don't remember the question, but she screams at me in front of the whole class and tells me I'm wrong, even though I knew I was right. I got my quiz back and she had failed me for blurting out the answer on accident. She held up my quiz to the whole class and used me as an example for what happens when you don't follow instructions.
Anyways, that's my origin story. From that day forward, I vowed to get my revenge. I'm 99% sure she's dead now since she was in her 60's then. So I guess I win.
Btw, every once in a while I Google armadillos and make sure I was right because guess what?
ARMADILLOS DO ROLL IN TO A BALL TO PROTECT THEMSELVES. F**k you Ms Curbeam.
I knew this!!! And I was like, why was that the wrong answer? Your teacher was an idiot.
Now I'm really eager to know what that moron teacher's quiz answer said about armadillos!
Ikr?!? That's all I'm about now lol if not by rolling up then what???
Load More Replies...Humiliating a child in public especially when they are correct. Smh. What an awful woman
I knew this, and was waiting for the teacher to say, “And they are the only one who got it right!”
OMG I have a similar story. As a weird kid, I was sent to a therapist office for potential autism spectrum diagnosis. My main interest was entomology at that time, so the therapist asked me for some facts about praying mantiss. Among other things, I said that females eat males after mating and the therapist scoffed at me saying it's ridicoulous and she never heard of it. I replied, quite politely (in my mind at least) that she can check in encyclopaedia or entomology textbook. But I guess she did not.
I'm autistic and was yelled at and called a show-off and attention seeker by a teacher for saying googolplex was a number (it is).
Load More Replies...So what exactly did she want for her armadillo answer I wonder? Teachers like this suck.
So.... How did teach think dillos protect themselves? Do they whip out a sword? 😉
I want to know what she thought was the right answer to the armadillo question! Did she think they broke a beer bottle and flick their cigarette at the predators?
Manager of the store I worked in got fired. As assistant I took over but was never offered the job. No big deal. I held the position for 4 months. The new manager came in and on the day he came in he went into a manager's meeting and was given a bonus cheque of several thousand dollars for the 4 months I was in charge. That still pissed me off.
That is some b******t. Cheated out of several thousand dollars? I would've raised hell.
Many doctor's offices have c**p billing departments and if the invoices sent to insurance companies have the wrong diagnosis and treatment codes entered the insurance companies refuse to pay, but will pay if the correct codes are resubmitted. My daughter was hired by a large medical complex to work in their billing department that had a massive amount of rejected billing requests to insurance companies that they were ready to write off. She realized that the wrong diagnosis and treatment codes were being entered on invoices and these codes must absolutely match, so she started resubmitting invoices with the correct codes and the payments started flowing in. In less than a year she managed to recoup over $2 million and her reward was zilch, the office manager however was given a $75,000 bonus.
Load More Replies...Had a job that involved s fair bit of physical work, guy left and as the job was evolving to more clerical work, HR said that maybe a woman could apply. I said absolutely no problem as long as they were happy with the lifting. I didn't know they had someone in mind, a lady who was unable to lift anything over a few pounds/kilos. I ended up doing all the lifting and to top it off, her previous job in the company was waaay better paid than mine and she kept that wage, despite me having to train her and do the physical work.
The fact he accepted it says all I need to know about the new guy. I would have walked right out the door that day.
Everything here is wrong. Gee. I work corporate and I've seen some sh*t, but this is bad.
I know a woman who had that happen, she started to ignore when staff stole.
That is when you go to the board of wages and labor and let them know, you worked the job, but didn’t get paid for it.
When I was in elementary school, there used to be this thing called the "Young Authors" competition where children can write and submit a story, and one story gets selected some kind of recognition and the story gets published in some kind of journal with other winners (I think this was like 30 years ago). I was pretty gifted for my age, was a voracious reader, and very academically motivated, so I put a lot of effort into my story. I tried to go the extra mile by typing it up on our Tandy 1000 computer and binding it.
Our teacher had collected all of our submissions and was reading each of them for the class, and when it came time to read mine, instead of reading it she called me up in front of the class and accused me of cheating/having my mom write it for me. She also refused to submit it for the competition. My mom was a teacher at the local highschool, and obviously my parents were furious, so they confronted her about it. The teacher stood her ground and said someone had to have helped me with it, and one of the reasons she gave is that I had correctly used apostrophes in my story, and she hadn't taught those to us yet.
Later on when that part of the curriculum came up, I completed the first assignment in class without any help and aced it. I have no idea if that actually made her second guess her original decision, but for some reason I doubt it. It's been almost 30 years and I'm still angry about it. F**k that teacher.
*Edit- I ironically I messed up an apostrophe in my post hahahaha.
Something similar happened to me, I was almost disqualified at a (not sure how it'd have been called in English) highschool writing contest because it was apparently too complex for someone my age. Luckily, I had a really great teacher who stood up for me and vouched that I had really written this story myself. I won the price back then, and two more as a young adult. I have a lot to thank that teacher for!
In primary school, aged 8, we had a Halloween art competition. We had to draw a skeleton in class. Mr Fielding, the teacher, told me I couldn't enter the competition because my mother was a nurse, so I would just copy from her textbooks. This was in class, not homework, but he insisted I would cheat. Another time, he gave me detention and set me back a whole chapter in our maths workbook. I'd done some long division questions and he insisted I must have cheated because I didn't show my workings. I'd done them in my head, but he said I must have copied them from someone else. No one else had finished, so how could I have copied them? He made me go back and redo every exercise in the previous chapter as punishment. He was a idiot-years later, he got sacked and then banned from being able to teach because he punched an 8 year old in the face for being cheeky. He was a nasty little bully of man.
Omg did we have the same teacher or family of teachers? Mine was Mrs. Felsing and she was exactly this to me.
Load More Replies...I had an art teacher stealing my drawings and pretending they were hers. It was over 30 years ago and I still think about it. I feel angry and sorry about her at the same time. Imagine being so bad at your job you are jealous of a child.
I failed several tests in grade school and middle school because I got perfect scores. I think it was because they were opposed to my having skipped two grades.
Probably, I was discriminated against for being gifted as well, also by my family oddly enough. My mom wouldn't let me skip grades thought it would make me mental or something.
Load More Replies...had this happen for an art competition, they didn't believe I did it, then I SAT right on the floor of the office, refused to move, open my paints, and remade it in front of them and said "if someone else made that picture for me THEN HOW THE F**K DID I JUST REMAKE IT FOR YOU, RIGHT NOW, IN FRONT OF YOU?!?!" i ended up getting one of the top spots in the competition after that for it, and got an award for it
That's cool, mine just made excuses like oh well you're just copying now 🙄
Load More Replies...In eighth grade, I had just moved to a new town/school. I've never been a fan of history or English class, mainly because I don't like writing papers. I had only been at this school for a few months, but hated it and wasn't doing that well, grade wise, mostly C's and D's. My English teacher wanted us to write a specific type of poem and it was worth a good portion of our grade. For some reason I got into writing this poem, of course I was doing it the night before it was due, but things were flowing. I ended up writing a pretty amazing poem, if I may say so myself. We were to read our poems to the class, the next day and the teacher seemed pretty impressed. After turning in our written poems, for her to grade on the actual piece, she had the audacity to ask me what book I copied it out of. I was livid, to say the least, especially because I had worked hard on it and was really proud of how it turned out. Got to see some potential in myself, if I put in a little more effort. She sucks!
I loved the young author's competition! I submitted a story every year. I never made it further than the local winners, but I still loved it. One year, fifth grade, I think, I wrote a mystery and shaped the pages like a magnifying glass. My teacher laminated it for me. The truly funny part was even though it was the early 90s, I watched a lot of classic tv, including batman. My main characters were named Adam West and Burt Ward.
It sounds like Scout Finch, getting in trouble because Calpurnia taught her to write in cursive.
About 35 years ago (when I was a teenager). House was broken into. Detectives thought I did it as an "inside job". My dad had me sit down with them for questioning, After laughing at the accusation, I realized they were serious and told them, "no." and clammed up.
After, I asked why my dad would put me in front of them, with no warning that I was a suspect. Like did he think it was me? He said, "I think it could have been you."
Like, WTF? Seriously? I never did anything illegal like that in my life for him to think that. Rocked my relationship him...
That's horrible. I would be devastated if I were in OP's position. That relationship is pretty much irreparable.
Reminds me of the week my mom went out of town. Me and my bf at the time were watching her house and her car, as she left it at home. (She went away with someone in their car.)The first night, very late at night but we were still up, my bf heard commotion in the driveway, looked out the window and saw the car brake lights going off and on. I called 911 and he ran out to confront the car thief. The thief was out of it. I'm not sure if he was trying to just take something out of the car or steal it. My bf managed to keep the thief to stay but we couldn't legally touch him. The guy ended up leaving a 10 minutes before the cops showed up. Apparently there was a string of car thieves in the area lately and the police were eager to catch him. We gave a description and got a card with the incident number. My mom blamed us. She was also pissed off that she had to write off her car after the break in because of old hail damage she neglected, made her unable to get a claim to pay for damages.
A long time ago my cat had a toy that was made of catnip. It was basically a hollow ball of green catnip pressed together. And being a cat, she rolled it underneath something. That something happened to be the treadmill. My dad used the treadmill, and the catnip ball got crushed. I was then accused of keeping my "stash" under there. LOL!! I'll give him that it did look somewhat like pot, but I've never done d***s in my life. And if I was using pot WHY would I have kept it under the treadmill of all places? He was totally serious about it too. My mom and I laughed until we cried. I offered to roll him a joint made out of the stuff so he could try and get stoned off of it. He didn't think that was very funny. :)
My father did some things similar. I bet he's still scratching his head wondering why I cut him off.
That is awful. He still should’ve supported you regardless if you had done it or not. He could’ve said I don’t think my son would do that, but, he could’ve guided you and been there to admit and do the right thing. But to flat out not believe you, before even talking to you? So not what a father does!
My doctor outed me as sexually active as a teen to my folks. He said the fever I had might be syphilis. He had no reason to rush to that judgment. It was a non-STI infection.
if OP was a minor at the time, there’s no HIPAA violation. The parents would have had to sign the HIPAA agreement.
Load More Replies...My kids' pediatrician locked me out of their electronic health records at 13 (access to specific portions of the record re-established after conversation with MD, child and me,) has taken time to speak with them in private at every visit since they started school and I signed an agreement for them to have access to sexual health care without parental consent and I am beyond grateful for them.
Doctors should not take any assumptions on whether you're actively having sex or not, particularly as it turned out to be nothing connected to sexual disease at all
Well, it depends on the states laws regarding age when a parent can't access a minors records for certain things. But either way, the doctor was still in the wrong for the assumption.
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When my grandmother died my grandfather was unable to talk or take care of himself. He had previous strokes. He was placed in a nursing home which was nice. My aunt and uncle went through my grandparents house and labels everything with their names and their kids names.l that they wanted to keep and everything else as to get sold. Then sold the house dirt cheap, sold their new car dirt cheap. And got rid of everything asap. What they couldn’t sell they threw away. My aunt and uncle were not hard up for money but my family was. My grandma was my favorite person. I had to steal a few items to keep for myself so I could have something to remember them by. About 5 years later after my grandpa passed by aunt and uncle sued my dad because he was adopted and by the state law he got 1% more than his siblings. They lost the suit. It’s been over 20 years and I still hate them for how they acted like a bunch of f*****g a*s hole entitled pricks and took anything I could get to remember my grandma by away. Im cordial to them but I will always hold this grudge.
When my grandmother died, I too had to rush to her home to get the things I was promised. Grandmother had a pair of rather large Chinese lion dogs (from a trip to China like 50 years before), which were always promised to me. Everyone knew that because grandmother was very vocal about who would get what from her. Turns out one of my cousins tried to take the lion dogs the day after grandmother had died, but failed because they were too large to carry both of them away. So my mother and I immediately took them away when we arrived there. Later on, that cousin called me and complained that the lion dogs were gone and that we didn't tell her when we were coming. She knew EXACTLY they weren't for her.
I wouldn't even be cordial to them. They're monsters.
Sounds like my family. When my dad's mom died, my sister took my dad to her house. 4 hours away, and by the time they got there Grandma's house had literally been cleaned out. All my sister got was some old photos, which an aunt THREW at her. I don't associate with that side of the family anymore.
Understandable if they're way of dealing with the situation was to "get taken care of everything quickly" (people's strategies vary). But cruel and unnecessary to exclude all other family member.
The father was still very much alive, and not having opened the will (if there was one) , this is borderline rapine.
Load More Replies...My dad has 2 step-siblings. When my grandma, his mom, passed away, they went and took a bunch of stuff. There was really nice jewelry that was supposed to go to my mom, and costume jewelry that was supposed to go to me and my sister. They took it all, but we couldn't prove it.
I swear that death brings out the worst in people - I've had relatives steal things that were set aside to be donated to charity (these were not items that person needed, they were like unopened packages of adult diapers and the like), I've been yelled at for claiming a picture (the only one I ever got) of my grandfather in his military uniform because my grandma wanted to use it for his obituary but hadn't mentioned it to anyone. Mind you, she probably had thousands of different pictures of him but the ONE that I had claimed was somehow the only one that was suitable.
The hospital telling me it was all in my head when I was in pure agony from heavy metal poisoning. It was a really toxic metal too not a common one.
I wonder what metal and from where it came from? Edit: from OP "Antimony was off the charts and cesium was weirdly high but not outside of the reference range. It just didn’t occur to me it was heavy metal poisoning for months. The trouble was I showed no visual symptoms except completely dilated pupils and nose bleeds but I was feeling 11/10 horrible. I could barely walk but they still said it’s just anxiety. The trouble is when you’re feeling that bad it’s tough to clearly explain your symptoms. A couple days after they discharged me I started puking like 20x per day. I found out through this test: https://www.walkinlab.com/products/view/dd-toxic-metals-urine-test-kit-doctor-s-data"
Load More Replies...If you're a woman, it will always just be "in our heads," no matter wtf is wrong with us. The medical apparatus is misogynistic as hell.
Even our parents, in my case! Stop being such a drama queen. Periods can be a bit painful - yes, I know you're not used to them yet (aged 9) but you don't need to keep writhing around and having time off school. Pull yourself together. Do you really think you need a doctor? See, the doctor doesn't know what's wrong with you either. Fast forward 10 months: Well, we couldn't have known it was appendicitis and that your appendix had burst and started poisoning you.
Load More Replies...My father's doctor told him that the severe headaches he was having were just from stress. Days later, he died of a brain aneurism.
The dark side of hospitals is they take advantage of uncommon medical issues treat the patient as a specimen, rather than a human being who just wants treatment and help.
Last time I got heavy metal poisoning, I was at a Metallica concert
Traditional medicine doesn't deal very well with non-traditional illnesses.
Our family doctor accused me of having a crush on him because I kept having violent stomach pains... Turns out after lots of tests and an endoscopy that I had an ulcer, brought on by the bullying that I'd been subjected to in school. I remember having a really bad chest infection and telling my mum not to call the doctor as I couldn't stand the sight of him or his crazy ideas about how I felt
"I was dying" "Nah ur imagining it" "Bruh I told u I felt the pain??" "Nah ur imagining it"
I'm still bitter and angry about my high school Spanish teacher giving me a bad grade on a poem assignment. I used a word she didn't know (but was a valid word I checked in my dictionary), she initially accused me of cheating and after I showed her my rough drafts and explained how I'd come by the "unusual" words I'd used, she then still gave me a D for the assignment. F**k you, Ms. L, I worked hard on that poem.
Edit: The word was "tenebroso", meaning dark/gloomy. Sadly, no, I don't have the poem, this was 25 years ago .
Did everyone have a really bad teacher in school? I know I had several.
Load More Replies...I guess her Spanish wasn't very good. "Tenebroso" is a very common word for anyone who reads books.
I don't even know Spanish and I know the word.
Load More Replies...I used the word 'destrier' in an essay in English class when I was 13. I used to read a lot about King Arthur and also loved medieval history, and read about a "destrier" being a champion's war horse, a hero's noble steed. My English teacher didn't know the word and said I must have copied it from somewhere-even at 13 I knew what a stupid comment that was, that's how you increase your vocabulary, reading and hearing words and seeing how they are used, and using them yourself. He wanted me to change it because he wasn't familiar with it, and acted like I'd made it up.
That happened to me when I used the word "noisome" in an essay. HP Lovecraft was not required reading
Yep, I am with Dread. Pirate on this! You were smarter than her and thought to use bigger words, things like this can be contested as a grade, make sure your kids know!
It's funny because in the extremely liberal high school I went to they wanted to give the Spanish teacher job to a Mexican. They had to settle for an American of Italian decent. Really cool guy btw. The problem was I knew much better Spanish than him (first language) and constantly corrected him.
I failed an assignment in Spanish because I used "higher level" words than what we were supposed to. Like then why is it in the book?
Tenebroso is by no means an unusual word in Spanish. If she didn't know it as a teacher l wouldn't trust her assessment.
My grandmother blaming me for the nails in her tire. I was f*****g 6 and she lives in the middle of nowhere! It was like, 25 f*****g years ago and I will never forget the scolding I from her for it. F*****g psycho.
That's not something a six year old would think of, or easily understand. Speaking as someone who had a grandparent with dementia, even when you know and understand what's happening, it's still traumatizing when they scream at you over things.
Load More Replies...Meany old grandma. She didn’t even think that at 6 years old you would never had been able to even get nails!
On what would be the last trip I would take with my dad, I reserved seats on a train from London to Oxford for my mom, dad, and I. I chose seats strategically: they were close to the doors (my parents have some mobility issues) and they were at one of only a few tables in that carriage.
When we boarded the train, we discovered a family was sitting in our seats already. I apologized for the inconvenience but informed them that we had reserved the seats they were in. The husband/father looked at me, and then went back to talking with his partner. I tried to get his attention again and indicated to my ticket that we had reserved those seats and my elderly parents needed to sit, and he told me it wasn't his problem.
When we tried to sit at another table, a family boarded and indicated they had reserved those seats. I wasn't about to stiff them like the other family had done, so we got up. There were no seats available in the carriage, so I asked my parents to wait while I scoped out other seats--I was so anxious about them having to stand for the entire train journey. I was also trying to find a conductor, but I went the entire length of the train and discovered it was unstaffed. I had to escort each of my parents, separately, across multiple carriages while the train was moving, and we couldn't all sit together.
I recently took my mom on an Amtrak from Philadelphia to DC and was so relieved to see a conductor come around and check tickets. The US is not perfect, but there are usually safeguards in place to make sure that people follow rules, because when there aren't (like this situation), there are some a******s who just don't care.
This became kind of a vent, which I apologize for, but the saddest part to me is that my dad apologized for being an inconvenience. He was never an inconvenience. I lost him just 6 months later.
People we love are never a burden, nor an inconvenience, nor are they a happiness blockers. You have my sincerest sympathies.
If the train is unstaffed, there's absolutely nothing that stops you from dragging those mofos in your seats out of them. I've done that before and the entire train compartment looked at me bewildered, but I had booked these seats for me and my half blind grandmother and I'm not going to pay extra money for some moocher
Unfortunately this happens pretty much on a daily basis on UK trains. Another variant is that you may have bought a ticket for a first class carriage, which is then full of very aggressive drunk people who decide that they’re just going to crash first class for the hell of it. (This one tends to happen more at weekends or in the evening). There aren’t usually any conductors on the train when you need them. And anyone who says to just confront them as aggressively, or sit on them, or pull them out of their seats has no idea how unpleasant and downright dangerous British thugs can be.
Yeah, people are always like, “Well I would just make them move”, or “Well I would just tell the man yelling into his phone with his feet up on serval seats to shut up and be courteous”. DO YOU WANT TO BE ATTACKED? I *have* said things to businessmen before though. You need to know who you can confront and who you probably shouldn’t.
Load More Replies...I would never have been that polite. I would have plopped myself right down in the middle of the table and harassed him until they left.
for all that the UK is the country that invented trains/railroad, the trains here can be an absolute shitshow.
I'm disabled and also cannot be in cramped spaces, because of this I cannot see past the difficulties my daughter faces whenever we go out anywhere. I can't afford a car so I feel like I get in the way of her enjoying trips out to different places...
Had a teacher in high school tell me my answers were wrong in a specific section of our workbook. He refused to help me figure out what I was doing wrong. Just kept saying “it’s wrong, do it over”. He marked all of my answers wrong in that section of the workbook.
The following year I was reviewing for the certification exam and revisited those problems in the old workbook after having a better understanding of the problems. I got the same answers I had gotten before that were marked wrong. The guy just didn’t like me and decided that I wasn’t allowed a decent grade. .
What a dipshit. I hope he pissed off the wrong person and got fired and blacklisted.
BP censors the word darugs but allows dipshit? Duly noted. Dipshit is my new favorite word.
Load More Replies...On the other side of that coin I had a math teacher mark one answer on my test wrong and when I asked him to review it in front of the class he worked it out on the board and came up with the same answer I had. He threw out the question so I ended up acing it. I felt that was an honorable thing to do.
I had math questions to answer as part of a job interview and was told I had it wrong. I then showed them it was right - they were not pleased, and I didn't get the job. hummmph
This makes me mad too. As a teacher you should provide feedback on work so the student can learn and improve in the future. I had an assignment last year at uni and similar thing happened. Was told things were wrong but the teacher still refused to clarify the minimal feedback she gave despite involving the course coordinator. I'm asking for feedback not a kidney! 😡
My physics teacher was like that. I had right answers, she decided they were wrong and I had to repeat my class. I went to another school, instead.
Had a geometry teacher like that. She failed me so I took the class again in summer school and got straight A’s.
Might've been one of those lazy "teachers" that grade by the answers given in the teacher's edition. I have found errors in those many times as a student, fortunately the reasonable ones will look and double check and thank me for pointing it out so they can send those books back. Some immature teachers really hate their gifted students.
Oh my word! If he is still teaching, go talk to him politely, and ask him why, when he knew you had the right answers!
Wasn't there someone else you could have talked to? Like your school counselor about what the teacher was doing to you.
Friend fell asleep at the wheel driving their stint while helping me move, it was snowing and icy. woke up to the begining of getting side swiped by a semi, ended up crushing the passenger side of my car in, which I and my pets were in. Threw us off an embankment over the guard rails and rolled "6 or 7 times" according to the man who d**g me out of the car. Ended up losing my car, every possession I had, my pets were killed in the impact, put into a medical coma for brain swelling for a few days, etc She was unscathed, not a scratch on her, walked away just fine and told me how I acted while being traumatized and severely injured, mourning my pets was "embarrassing" her.
Said friend (ex I hope) has no soul. Even only half decent people, if they'd been in her position, would be wracked with guilt and never forgive themselves.
I don't understand how people can't understand how important pets are. It's your family.
I titally agree. I lvoe my two dogs more than I like most people and would much rather be with my. My older dog is 14, and I just don't know how much time I haveleft with him
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If you're in America, you can take her to court for her negligence in driving. If she was too tired, she could have refused to drive until she took a nap. Instead, she pretty much murdered your pets, destroyed your car, and left you scarred and traumatized. Then she mocked you. After the judge rules in your favor, smile at her and say "If you'd only been a friend and grieved with me, I never would have sued you. Learn to actually be a friend."
The dingo ate my baby woman. She lost her kid in a horrific way and then got charged with murder as well as her husband and was going to do life until they found the jacket and found out that the dingos actually did in fact eat her baby. Not only was it horrific but they use it as a punchline in multiple movies and shows.
Odds are even if they'd have believed her it would have cost her her marriage. The death of a child leads to divorce more often than it doesn't. But they treated her so badly and no one believed her and they tried to make out her being a Seventh Day Adventist had something to do with it.
Load More Replies...Like Stella Liebeck, the McDonald’s hot coffee lady. She was horrifically burned by a company’s negligence but everyone treats her like a joke.
add to that the story of walter collins. as far as i remember, walter was a little boy that went missing and then he was "found" and returned to his mother. only the mother realized it was not her son and spent years trying to find her boy. she was committed to an asylum and died, after her death, dna proved he really was not her son.
The way she found out was crazy, too. She was trying to make it work, bc everyone was gaslighting her, so she gave the kid a bath and realized he was circumcised and her son wasn't (or other way around). And this poor kid was straight up taken from his family, who were accused of kidnapping. His uncle went to jail, I believe. Absolute s**t show all around, just bc the authorities wanted it to go away
Load More Replies...May a diety out there preserve and protect them all. When being innocent gets you, 'nowhere fast'. They were all deserving of the final outcome of 'acquittal'...(whatever that means!!) Sending all my love because, how could a, "dog take a baby?". Nobody will believe that....hence the unfortunate and tragically taken steps in a completely incorrect direction. No matter how understandable.... They knew....
BBC does an excellent article on this. Lindy's family belongs to the Seventh Day Adventist church. Micheal, the baby's father, was a pastor. At the time, the SDA church was not extensive and because back then there was also a great emphasis on following the writings and teachings of the female founder, (a lady named Ellen G. White), it was viewed more as a cult in Australia. The SDA church is evangelical church that could be very conservative, especially in the 1980's. No wearing of jewelry, going to the movies, dancing, drinking, that kind of thing. (It's still pretty conservative in some places, but not all, these days.) I joined the SDA church a year after she and Michael were pardoned, it was a big deal even here in the US. I remember it being talked about a lot.
What a terrible thing to have to go through. Even worse when she can't move on from that point of her life as there's constant reminders about it in the movies and books etc. Poor lady, give her some peace and allow her to grieve, she not only lost her baby but her marriage, husband and probably her family too...
Children, esp. babies are an easy target for wild animals. Make sure they are not left alone. Am sorry the mom got in so much trouble just for being stupid.
In 5th grade I was determined to win Best Essay for the D.A.R.E. program. I lost. In high school years later my classmate who won admitted that her dad wrote her essay. I'm still pissed.
I think Drüg Abuse Resistance Education, for those who, like me, wondered.
Or D***s Are Really Expensive as we called it in the 90’s.
Load More Replies...We had a couple "make things for D.A.R.E. and win a prize" and all the best ones went to kids whose parents definitely did the work for them. Also D.A.R.E. is garbage.
Dare was a complete failure in my mind. They went through every drúg and it's "side effects" and I remember I made a mental list of drúgs that sounded fun to try. Weed makes you giggle and everything you eat is delicious? Sign me up!
Load More Replies...Parents doing their kid's work benefits no one. It's called cheating. I don't like cheaters.
The affluenza kid killing a family of 4 and paralyzing another getting off scott free.
This was the kid whose defense attorney claimed he was too rich to know right from wrong, also coining the word "affluenza" during the trial.
Always thought that was a missed opportunity. If there's a level of wealth beyond which people inevitably become a danger to society, then they should be stripped of that wealth, right? We could actually have a lot of fun with that defense. Sue the parents' employers for negligence; you gave them too much money and now people are dead... Funny how those judgments only seem to work one way.
Load More Replies...Yes, there's a definite presumption that we are all from the US and have the same cultural background. It's a shame.
Load More Replies...Ethan Couch served 720 days in jail. Not enough by far but not scot free. Probation after that.
And that guy that r@ped a woman at Stanford and they 'didn't want to ruin his life' so he got a slap on the wrist.
Brock Turner. I don't think the judge who gave him that joke of a punishment is a judge anymore. He got some major backlash for that ruling.
Load More Replies...I agree with this one. That was complete BS. I'm convinced the judge got paid off. Seeing the behavior of his parents, namely his mother, and it's no wonder the kid is the way he is.
Was tailgated in a snowstorm and got Tboned by the guy turning off into a gas station to get him off my a*s. He was so close I couldn’t even see his headlights in my rear view mirror. The kid knew the cop and called his dad to the scene and gave a sob story. He lied and said I had my blinker on the opposite way even though there was no road to turn off on that way and my blinker was still on the way I was turning because I never fully got to turn as he pushed me into the parking lot with the snow.
This all happened on gas station camera and the station wouldn’t release the footage to me and needed my insurance to get it. I got saddled with an adjuster who was going on medical leave and didn’t give a f**k about my case. She said she would get in touch with me and instead of calling or emailing like I asked for she sent snail mail to my old address. I eventually got told to go after the other insurance company who just blew me off and told me they believed their client over me.
I was 19 and living on my own, paycheck to paycheck, grocery shopping at the dollar tree store and working two jobs. I had no money for a lawyer. I had no adult wisdom to help me navigate this. I drove a totaled vehicle (in previously near perfect condition) for a year before I had any sort of money to repair the functional parts (never got the bodywork done).
This a*****e who hit me made my life absolute hell for over a year (financially) and caused me multiple tickets from the police because of the shape of my vehicle and the fact they thought it was “suspicious”. They ruined my perfectly good truck. They ruined my safety. They ruined my reputation for some people (I knew the guy who hit me) by claiming I was the liar. And they took away my financial security.
I’ve been abused and raped and somehow this a*****e who tboned me is who I have a hard time forgiving. Just how smug he was and how he laughed at me after the accident f*****g gets to me. Just a power play because he knew he was getting away with it and relishing in the fact he caused damage.
Wouldn't have been of any use in this case though.
Load More Replies...It's a pity his car didn't catch fire in his driveway afterwards. Payback is a b***h.
Forgiveness is sometimes not necessary. My therapist and I talked about that and he sent me some short pretty funny videos about not having to forgive. It made things a lot clearer for me.
That's what I've been saying for years and I've been called "resentful" 😂.
Load More Replies...- paying her thousands upon thousands of dollars. For what I have no idea. All I know is it made my insurance company drop me. And because they dropped me and because I was young, I couldn't find another insurance company that would accept me. I ended up having to find a policy where you pay all at once in the beginning of the year and again, broke a college kid, I ended up having to borrow the money. I spent years slaving away to pay off my insanely high insurance cost just so I could drive to school. For over 5 years after that, I actually had nightmares about getting into any kind of even minor accident because I was so terrified someone else could mess up my life that dramatically over something so minor. Now that I'm older I wish I had called the police. I wish I had torn her a new one. I wish I hadn't let her scream at me and say the things she did. I wish I hadn't let her drag me back into work yell at my boss like my boss was somehow my mother. Horrible horrible woman.
The first accident I ever got in I was young and in college and picking up an extra shift at a crappy job. A woman pulled in to the parking lot as I was backing up. It was a very small parking lot, there was not even an exchange of paint for how slow I was going. She freaked out in hysterics. I got out of the car and checked and couldn't believe there wasn't a mark, but she was there screaming next to me telling me that she had to talk to my boss and to call the police. I was young, I didn't understand how people could be. I thought she was just crazy. She called me up threatening me. Telling me she was going to have her entire half of her car replaced. It was such a psycho thing to say based on the situation that I just told her we would let the insurance handle it. Insurance called me and asked my side of the story, I told them exactly what happened. I guess they decided a 60-year-old extremely rich woman was more believable than a broke college kid because my insurance ended up-
I'd find a way to get back at him. One that didn't involve the police or lawyers....
It is your insurance company who uses one of their lawyers and sues for all the damages. You could even sue the adjuster for delay of payment and finances.
Someone hit my son on the freeway and then , when my son was trying to pull over, pulled behind him making it impossible for him to stop. He road rage chased him for miles all over the 405 freeway (and people from California will know what I am saying here). The police could not be bothered to research this (this guy stopped as well, probably with the intention of beating my son up)or even provide us with his information even though my son had called 911 on him. My son hit a couple of cars (everyone is fine) while trying to get away from him. He was sued, there were videos and witnesses to the car chase and NO ONE was willing to provide those. People in traffic are a******s. My next car will have a cam.
I was accused of stealing a car freshman year of college. The girl who did the accusing was supposed to be my best friend. I had an alibi but was freaked out and too shocked to stand up for myself.
I was in 7th grade around the time of the Columbine school shooting and a group of girls in my grade thought it would be fun to single out a few people by making falsified reports of them discussing a school shooting.
I, a socially awkward kid dealing with an abusive home life that was easy to single out, happened to be one of their targets. The vice principal didn't believe me when I told her I never said anything about that, but she refused to believe me and was a general a*****e about it. I spent the entire time terrified of my father finding out because I thought he'd beat the s**t out of me. He didn't, but still.
It resulted in a suspension and me being blacklisted from field trips for the rest of the year. A member of the PTA also decided it was a reason to dedicate an insane amount of her time and energy to trying to have me expelled or excluded from school activities that might even be remotely enjoyable.
The girls who started that idiocy never saw any consequences. Personally, I sometimes think about that situation and hope they all ended up in terrible marriages.
Edit: Thank you for the responses. I feel the need to note a few things. One is that I never found out the identity of my accusers. I suspect that was intentional in an attempt by the vice principal to protect them from retaliation, which would make sense in a case where she was dealing with someone who was actually dangerous. I can't call them out publicly because I don't know who they are. "A group of young women" was the only descriptor I got out of the vice principal.
The other is that there appears to be one reply that seems to be under the impression that my parents never found out. In the late 90s/early 00s, something like this didn't happen without your parents being alerted.
Either way, thanks for the supportive replies.
I'm getting pissed off just reading about it. I hope those sadistic brats who made those false accusations got bitchslapped by karma.
Not just bitchslapped but also kicked in the shin and stomach, pushed off a cliff and slapped in the face
Load More Replies...I know of someone who was also falsely accused of this. She wasn't even remotely violent so I don't know why they didn't believe her. She was sent to kiddy jail for over a year and wasn't allowed back in public school so she just dropped out. She was a straight A student before this, too
That is nowhere near funny and they should have been made to apologize during an assembly, expelled and have their asses beat for it!
If this was around the Columbine time, why weren't the police called? Those are serious accusations that could have ruined your life and sent you to jail. Why weren't the authorities involved? My parents would have been the first ones to call the cops if someone had made those accusations against me. They can easily scrub your phone and computer and find that there isn't a single iota of evidence to back those lying demons up. Then, when you're found innocent, their parents get to pay the defamation and false accusation settlement that are filed against the girls.
My cousins mysterious death. She was never investigated, but 99% sure it was his wife. Way too many coincidences for her to be innocent.
If we were a little further in the past, I'd recommend a 'hunting trip'.
I'm 31, going to be 32 next month. When I was age 3, I distinctly remember having an extreme urge to go out to recess and play on the tricycle. About 15 minutes before hand, the teacher came around with a lock of blond hair, which someone had clearly cut off of their own head. She had been going around to the other blond kids in the class, asking if they were the ones who had cut the hair. Now, when she came to me, I was 100% honest with her, and told her that I did not do it, nor did I know who did. However, she decided that I was lying and clearly did it. To this day, I don't know what prompted it but it was horrendously unfair, and my first genuine experience with injustice in the world. As tiny an event at that was, it had a profound impact on my world view, and now, the thing that sets me off more than anything in the world is being accused of something I didn't do. Later on at that same location I also got pushed off a playset thing and broke my arm, but that didn't make me as mad as that first event still makes me.
P.S, if you were a teacher at daycare/kindergarten in north central Indiana in 1995, and you made a kid with blond hair sit out of recess because you couldn't be bothered anymore, f**k you. Seriously.
You were accused of assault by a teacher AT AGE THREE? In daycare where presumably scissors were not freely available to toddlers? Wow.
That teacher, was delusional, and accused you of something she never even saw you do?? She needs to get fired. Karma should take care of this little incident! Iii actually just had a thought… if my name were Karma, I would visit the asswipples personally!
In Australia, in the 80's, we went to kindergarten the year we turned 4 (so we would have been 3 for part of the year). It was only 2 or 3 half-days per week. The year we turned 5, we went to pre-primary for 4 half-days per week. Then to full-time primary school, the year we turned 6.
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My parents never let me watch any media, play with toys of the era, or listen to certain radio stations. It made me completely unrelatable to my peers.
Were OP's parents in a cult or something? They sound demented.
OP mentions going to church in the comments. So, the answer is yes.
Load More Replies...We were allowed to watch some TV but not much. We didn't listen to modern music. I swear, I got to uni and had no idea who Madonna or Michael Jackson were. We weren't a religious family, my parents were/are just very anti-American (which accounted for most media output at the time, and probably still does). I always have a go at my mum for it. If people made sweeping generalisations about any other group, she'd be up in arms but somehow she always makes an exception for our American brethren. It's ridiculous. She's so snobbish.
I grew up listening to bluegrass and a prairie home companion.... Had no idea what pop music was until I was in third grade or so. I was so bubbled....
Load More Replies...Wow, sounds like they made a huge effort to make their own kid an outcast, totally cut off from his own generation.
I was kicked out of a bar spelling bee for spelling a word CORRECTLY. The word was Lilliputian. Like from Gulliver’s Travels. I spelled it correctly. They had it without the double L. I showed them I was correct and they still wouldn’t let me back in the spelling bee. This was like 5 years ago. I’m still super bitter.
Edit: I want to be clear; I was an adult, maybe like 27 years old? This was a “fun” event at a local bar.
That's what I was going to say.
Load More Replies...Haha, I love the fact that earlier, when you realized dipshit wasn't censored and have now run with it. A Manana Man of his word. 😂
Load More Replies...I can relate. Was in a "Jeopardy" style trivia competition and I made it to the final round with two other people. The last question was "This US President was the youngest President to serve in office." I answered "Teddy Roosevelt" (the correct answer) and the other two answered with "John F Kennedy." I was ruled incorrect and they split the prize. The judges refused to acknowledge that Teddy was the youngest (42) to serve as President after an assassination put him in office, while Kennedy was the youngest elected (43.) This was pre-internet so was very frustrating. Even worse, one of the judges was an American History professor...
Running around on a fall day chasing after some other idiots for a stupid ball doesn't sound like fun to me but a lot of people like it.
Ok - I never comment, but this one conjured up a ghost for me: Thirty years ago in a pub quiz, somewhere in Britain... The question was "In which country are three quarters of the world's pineapples grown?" I was about to say "Hawaii" when I realised that Hawaii isn't of course a country, so I thought "Haha! This is a trick question, but I'm ALL OVER YOU!" So I wrote down USA. When the answers were read out, of course the quiz master said "Hawaii". I tried to contest it, but of course it was a pub quiz, we were all half cut and no one gave a f***. Except me. I am still pissed off. The worst bit was that my team mates were cross with me for having given the "wrong" answer, and having lost us what was, if I remember correctly, a match point.
Those bar events are rigged. My son and I went to one of those and they were using decks of cards to pick the winners. We watched a server pick cards with her friends. Her friends won all the big prizes , at least 4 or 5 at the same table.
Two infamous examples of the same thing with typos... George Costanza..."Moops". Dan Quayle... " potatoes"
I have a rare auto immune disease (long story short, my immune system attacks my blood vessels which causes them to break in patches all over my body) and before we knew what it was, my doctor at the time just keep pumping me full of Reactine. I just went with it for a while because I didn’t know what else to do, and it obviously wasn’t working and should have been clear at that point that it wasn’t an allergic reaction. Every time I went to see her when there were no changes, I got the same answer - take more Reactine. I finally snapped and asked her “So are you actually going to do something to help me or…?” and literally, all she said to me was just “Keep taking Reactine.” That answered my question. I immediately got a new doctor.
I hope OP found someone to correctly diagnose and treat the problem. Then reported the first quack to the medical board.
Obviously they did, they mention it in their post. That said OP did the right thing getting another doctor. I kinda wish that they were more specific, sounds like vasculitis.
Load More Replies...Some doctors can not admit when they don't know something. A friend of mine had to diagnose her own brain tumor because her doctor told her it was all psychosomatic. Fortunately my friend is a tough cookie and she's fine now.
A friend of mine actually had xrays and MRI done , and her neurologist DID NOT SEE the brain tumor, which was already clearly visible (according to another , better neurologist). She is better but will never be fine.
Load More Replies...I once had a doctor who wouldn't believe that my hives were caused my anything but stress. I kept telling her that I really wasn't stressed but she insisted I must be. Turns out I was having an autoimmune issue. After I had meningitis my body went a bit nuts. It ended up attacking almost every part of me for an entire year. The hives happened because it attacked my skin. I found out because I went to another doctor.
As a young kid I used to get hives all over my body. Our family doctor gave me a bottle of foul smelling lotion to put on them. A few years later got another bout of hives and had no lotion so went to the doc. Normal doc was off on holiday and had a locum on duty. Locum took a quick look at me, grabbed the bottle and dropped it in the bin and said that it was for treating scabies! Gave me a prescription of Piriton and told me to take one straight away. Within an hour no more hives cos that's what happens when an allergy is treated properly.
Most autoimmune patients spend years going to doctors before getting the correct dosage. Watch the movie " Brain on Fire".
For sure. Autoimmune illness can be hard to target.
Load More Replies...You did the right thing. Dr had a case of " I'm the DOCTOR ... do as I say " instead of thoroughly investigating the condition. She was too self - centred or too lazy.
Sounds pretty standard. My mom had a skin and hair issue that just wouldn't go away, she was on antibiotics forever and it would clear a bit but just flare up again. Worthless small town dermatologist just said, well it looks like it's clearing up so we'll keep you on the antibiotics. Mom had to drive to a larger town (after waiting to get an appointment too) to have it resolved almost immediately by a competent Dr, who determined it was viral and not bacterial.
This happened with my mom but it was a skin infection that wasn't getting better and kept flaring up but the dermatologist wouldn't listen, just kept prescribing antibiotics, she finally went to a better doctor who immediately concluded the antibiotics weren't working because it was viral not bacterial
My little sister was in 3rd grade a few years after 9-11. One of her friends was teasing her about a boy she liked. She yelled out “I’m gonna kill you.” The teacher marched her to the office and demanded the principal call the police because my sister made a “terrorist threat.” The police came and “interviewed” my 8 year old sister without any parents present because my parents were called after the police and couldn’t get there as fast. My parents were pissed and removed us all from the school. We started a new school the following week. My little sister has a major fear of police to this day. No one is exactly sure that they asked her or told her. And no, we did not sue.
Honey, just having people with guns ask you questions can make many adults p*** their pants.
Something like that happened to me and my sister when we were kids. We were on a field trip to the local mall, and I was tagging along with my sister. I was maybe 6 or 7 and she was 10 or 11. We were in some store when all of a sudden both of us got pulled into a back room by a security guard and grilled within an inch of our lives for apparently shoplifting and stealing some stickers. They threatened us with jail, even though it was only my sister who they were accusing, but they also threatened me to get to her and really tried to scare us. But, they didn't bother to wait for our parents. It was like a scene from a movie, and I was completely terrified. Eventually my parents came and got us, and I don't remember what happened after that, other than my sister being banned from that store. My sister completely denied shoplifting, and we all thought she was innocent, so defended her. Well, years later when she was an adult, she admitted that she did, in fact, steal from that store.
My father shooting himself in the head and finding out about it 8 hours later through a friends status on Facebook. Not being left anything in his will, that got left to his wife, who is half the reason why he is dead. Also the way that I was treated at his funeral a month later, I was seated behind his wife's family... I didn't have anything to do with planning the funeral as I was born out of an affair and his parents were bitter about that, so they had to bring that DURING THE SERVICE! it took my partner at the time and my friend that came For support to stop me from walking out of that pathetic, pointless scoring funeral. I haven't spoken to any of my father's side of the 'family' since and this was back in 2016, no love lost there as I think they are disgraceful human beings.
They are! You can pick your family, and I hope you did! The ones that came with you were and are, more deserving of being part of your family!
I think it was a bad idea to go the funeral in the first place. Your partner should have encouraged you to walk out; blaming a child because their father had an affair makes no damn sense.
The destruction of Duckbill Rock, a beautiful natural rock formation in oregon. Seriously a bunch of stupid kids robbed humanity of such a beautiful natural formation and it’s been in my mind since it happened in 2016. I had the ultimate privilege of seeing it in person and it’s amazing, like, “puts our humanity into perspective” amazing. The vandals were never caught either.
https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Duckbill_(rock_formation).
I feel this way about the twin Buddha statues being blown up in Afghanistan. Will never forgive that and I am catholic.
I know Christians, Muslims and Jews who won’t forgive that either.
Load More Replies...What?!?!?!?! Those a******s! It’s like the ones who ripped the column out of the Oregon Caves or the ones who defaced the petroglyphs over by Bend. Or the group they had to jail for defacing National Parks. Crimes like this are crimes against humanity and should be treated as such. Sorry- really upset. I didn’t know this happened. 😢
I feel the same way about our gorgeous sycamore tree from Sycamore Gap. I will never forgive the people who did it. Seeing it with the Northern Lights behind was just so magical and a formative part of my environmental self-hood. They have robbed us all of something irreplaceable.
100% agree with Libstak (below ).They were part of world cultural heritage, and just shows how these horrible IS maniacs are determined to destroy anything which they think doesn't fit their warped ideology. I'm a quasi Buddhist.
I feel the same way about Brimham Rocks in Yorkshire. IT HAD BEEN THERE FOR OVER 320 MILLION YEARS AND SOME DUMB F*****G TEENAGERS RUINED IT.
WHAT?? This was my adventure playground when I was a kid! What happened? I didn't know about this.
Load More Replies...Reminds me of the tree that was burned down by a meth head in Florida. At least she was caught. The tree was called the Senator and sadly she learned nothing from it.
Karma is real, creative, and is truly a b****!! Consider how many of these cretins have suddenly lost a well-earned promotion to an outside hire, were caught in the act cheating on their supporting partner/spouse, or just can't catch a break in life generally. Karma. Sorry I will never get the privilege of seeing Duckbill Rock.
There have been A LOT of tourons behaving badly at parks and monuments. Pushing over rocks, harassing animals....treating the boiling, acidic thermal pools at Yellowstone like a hot tub.
Once in a while the buffalo win one for the park. They don’t listen, don’t care and have no respect.
Load More Replies...My brother had a mental health episode where he became angry and beat our pet bunny to death. It was horribly traumatic. The family never really dealt with it. Nobody acknowledged how I got that bunny from my mom as a Christmas gift.
I'm so sorry you lost your pet bunny in such a traumatic way. Your grief is real and legitimate. Please seek help to cope with it if you can. You deserve it.
Your brother killed a helpless pet, but he still can be elected governor of South Dakota.
ik i’m probably gonna get downvoted for this, but as well as being very sad for that poor bunny, i feel terrible for the brother. to have that bad of mental issues is horrible and i hope he found help too
Really BP? You censor every ridiculous word but give no warnings or even attempt to hide sensitive information when it comes to animal abuse?! WTF is your problem!
I know. I feel like if they have to protect us from big bad words like “k-i-l-l” they could at least have a warning on stuff like this.
Load More Replies...My step Dad (who I consider my Dad) was in his last few days of life. He got a retirement check at the beginning of the month. My free loading brother- who's 66 and never moved out of the house-not counting the years he was off to college, which he then moved back in. He's never had a sustaining job. He's literally been a student the whole time. When my Dad married my Mom, he took on 3 kids who weren't his own. I'm sure the thought of her oldest son never moving out didn't occur to him. Then figure in my freeloading brother basically took over the house. Converted my Dad's office (he fixed houses after he retired) into his bedroom. Had the garage packed with junk. Same with the basement. Anyway, in the last few days of my Dad's life, it was near the end of the month. My freeloading brother says if he dies late on the 31st, tell the authorities my Dad died on the 1st so we get another retirement check. I was- and still am- pissed off. All my Dad did for the f**k wad, and all he meant to this ungrateful savage is one last retirement check. My Dad did actually die on the 1st, but as luck would have it- he had to live to the 3rd to get that check. I've never been so happy to not get $2,000 in my life. For what it's worth, I haven't respected my brother since the 90s. He was always a nice enough person though. Since the day he said that about my Dad- I've despised him.
Mt step-dad passed away in 2020 from cancer. He didn't have time to set up my mom as the beneficiary for his inheritance money, which was about $50,000, which he said multiple times was to go to her. Since it wasn't changed from his sister, she decided to give $20,000 to each of her 2 daughters, who didn't need it at all and only give my mom $10,000. She really could have used that to pay off all his medical bills and other dept that accumulated while he was sick and unable to work. On top of that, she had to get rid of everything in their 3 story house they rented to move into a trailer because the owners were selling the house. She had 3 months to do this, all at the start of covid and loosing her husband. I flew out there to help a little, but it was hard because thrift stores weren't taking items at the time and it was hard to sell stuff because of social distancing. Me, my husband and son drove from Reno to Denver to help her move out here.
Ew, really? That's a f****d up thing to say.
Load More Replies...I think the original poster is trying to say the brother was a nice enough person since the '90s until he did that about that.
Load More Replies...My high school tried to decrease my gpa (and changed my grades) to not make me valedictorian. They liked the other candidates more than me. I caught them and then they gave everyone in the running a participation valedictorian award.
I'm experiencing this at university right now, I want to beat those idiots who think they are teachers with a shovel.
I'll donate the shovel. I'm so sorry this is happening to you.
Load More Replies...Even though I had the highest GPA at time of high school graduation I couldn't be valedictorian because I took a semester off, to have a baby. Pretty sure they just didn't want valedictorian to be a teen mom...
The highest GPA while caring for a baby? You should be appreciated all the more.
Load More Replies...This happened at my school. There was a girl (one of my close friend group, and I'm not blaming her) that was a really good all-rounder. She often came top, but there were other students who often beat her in their individual best subjects. The teachers starting waiting until they had marked everyone else's work before they marked hers so they could give her a higher mark. My top subject was English and the incident I particularly remember was where she got a higher mark than me in the exam even though I had consistently done better than her through the year and she accidentally skipped an ENTIRE SECTION in the exam. The teacher's excuse was that she was sure Tanya (not her real name) would have known the answer to the questions so gave her full marks anyway. Other teachers did similar things (I once overheard them discussing it in the corridor). I can only assume the school wanted to ensure she got the international scholarship she'd applied for so she would bring glory to the school.
This happened to me. Another students grades were very inflated. All. my assignments were harshly graded, but 2+2=4 and so for most topics they just couldn't lower my grade. Anyways, this school was extremely liberal, and even tho Im hispanic, the other kid was an illegal. College entrance exams come around and I absolutely blew them out of the water, him? No where near as good. He still became valedictorian since helping the poor illegals is the whole school systems motto.
What's a valedictorian? Is this some sort of American thing that civilised people don't do? 😅
Twenty years ago, I was standing on my back porch, smoking a cigarette, and talking on the phone. This cop comes out of the forest behind the house, soaking wet and covered in mud. He walked right up into my yard and I asked if he needed help. He told me to get my fat a*s back into the house or he'd arrest me...
I just stood there as that cop walked through my yard and away to wherever he was going.
I'm not a fan of cops, but that's one of the most human and relatable responses to me. I'm sat here chuckling at just how bad that guy's day must have been
Look… that’s not cool, but… there’s a story there and I really want to know it.
Back in 2012, Had to walk my drunk friends (one male, one female) back to hotel we were staying at. Before we took off, a female supervisor asked me if I was "gonna try something?" Me: what are you trying to say? That I'm gonna rape her? Supervisor: did I say that? Me: well wtf are you saying? In fact y'know what, YOU walk her back to the hotel. Supervisor: She's not my responsibility.
If "she" wasn't her responsibility then why the H*** ask such a loaded question!!
I know that word ain't censored by BP now, cause Jesus, if hells censored, it's gone to pot Edit: It hasn't been, therefore it was Lanie's personal decision. I apologise
Load More Replies...It was the second semester of freshman year of college during Covid lockdowns. Half capacity campus, hybrid classes. My uncle had died less than two weeks before this incident. It was a Zoom lecture for an entry level English class. We had read a short story about a woman in the 1800s I think and she had been told her husband died. She initially wailed and sobbed before going to her room. Then she started to realize she could do more as a widow than a wife. But at the end it turns out her husband hadn't died in the accident bc he didn't get on the train that exploded. This English professor was trying to assert her initial reaction was totally fake, not an ounce of truth, because she was so active in her emotional response and in front of people. I, having just lost my uncle less than two weeks before this class, responded that I disagreed. That I had been told over the phone he died and that my dad would come pick me up to go home and that as soon as I hung up I was sobbing extremely hard. I was in my own bedroom with no one around and had almost the same reaction. This man had the f*****g audacity to say something along the lines of, "I don't know about that because, you see, I, as a Black man, froze for three days when I found out Chadwick Boseman died". I really wish I was kidding. I really do. I responded with something like, oh, and didn't talk again that lecture. I know it sounds fake, but it rocked my world. It didn't help that every 4 ish months for the next two and a half years I lost another family member. This comment stuck so, so much that I actually developed a grief disorder I haven't fully overcome yet. I still, to this day, think that my emotional response to death isn't valid and isn't "real". I can't express sadness in a healthy manner anymore. I was still actively grieving as a f*****g recently turned eighteen year old and a man in his sixties told me my response to learning my uncle died wasn't as "real" as his response to an actor he never even met. I can't walk on a certain part of my family's property because my childhood dogs are buried there and I don't know how to process their death because of this man. The worst part? I once could handle grief really well. I lost my grandad before I was four and raised chickens since I was eight, meaning I learned about death from a young age. I wasn't cold to it but I knew how to feel my grief and then let it go. I can't do that anymore. I'm stuck in a perpetual loop of feeling immense sadness, then a guilt for an unknown reason, then a guilt I made someone else's death about me, then just more sadness. I wish I had reported him to the dean. This man f****d up my life and is still doing so. Because of one comment. I hate him. I will always hate him. I don't know why he said what he said, but he did and it has made my life so much worse. I'm just glad I finally was able to figure out where the grief disorder came from thru therapy and am working to fix my life.
My Dad passed away in the middle of my senior year of high school. Less than a week later, my "supportive" classmates were saying things, "He's dead. Get over it."
That is awful and must have been very lonely. 😔 people (of that age especially) can be so cold, just wanting to have fun and instead of helping out someone by being supportive. Most people only relate if they experienced the same.
Load More Replies...Doesn't everyone show grief differently? When my mom called to tell me that my aunt and uncle, and aunt and uncle (4 people) had been killed together in a car crash I was completely alone and dropped to the ground and just screamed. This was in 2016 and I'm crying now remembering them.
The story the OP was talking about is The Story of an Hour. The lady ends up dying when he walks in alive seemingly because she was actually happy to have her freedom (Victorian era). How this turns into the Boseman issue is crazy.
my mother pulled something similar with me. her dad had a stroke and we were woken up at 5 am to drive to the hospital. he was 4 hours away. mom was on her cell phone with one of her sisters and was complaining that me and my brother werent crying. well of course that made me cry bc i felt guilty for not crying not to mention tired with no sleep and realizing he might die before i got to say goodbye. she told me i was just faking it and wasnt really sad. i was 14. i almost never cry right away when ive lost someone. i go numb for days and then it hits and i cant breathe from the pain. she accused me on not caring when my cousin and great grandmother passed as well because i didnt cry then either .
An Aunt that I wasn't close to recently died. She was the last of that generation of the family. I cried. I'm not quite sure why but I was sad I didn't have a better relationship with her.
Sorry, but as an Australian reader, I fail to comprehend this. Who is Chadwick Boseman and what did the lecturer mean " he froze " ? Perhaps some explanation may have been worthwhile, as BP is read worldwide.
Chadwck Boseman was an actor, he was in Black Panther and his death was shocking (he was young and it seemed sudden -he'd been ill for a while but didn't disclose it). By froze the lecturer probably meant he was in shock, and didn't outwardly show his grief.
Load More Replies...This is awful. There is no one way to grieve. I lost my step-dad in 2020 and I silently grieved because I was trying to be strong for my mom. My uncle just passed away a month ago today. I found out right before I had to go to work and as soon as I got to work, my boss asked what was wrong and I completely broke down and couldn't breath. Right after high school, i lost a really good friend, basically brother, due to a drunk driver. I was "frozen" for several days and had nightmares. I could barely eat or sleep. There is no right way or wrong way to grieve.
I had a homeless friend who was given a lethal dose of fentanyl and left for dead. The piece of s**t who gave it to him stood there watching while EMS took him away and then stole his backpack with his belongings in it. I visit my friend's grave regularly. If there is an afterlife, I hope my friend is at peace and nothing but eternal torment for the man who hurt him. He still walks free. Poisoned (OD on fent) his girlfriend (died), raising shitass kids, and stealing from the hard-working, productive members of society.
Something similar happened with my uncle. Not with friends but medical negligence. He was suffering from severe mental health issues and was in and out of hospitals. One time when he was released home he was given an incorrect drüg/dosage. He convulsed and died at the doorway to his room. He was still living with his mom (my grandma) and she was the one who discovered him. He was my grandma’s youngest son and his death affected her so much. Even until her death she was bringing up his name. During her last few years, paired with memory loss, she started calling my dad his name. My grandma’s side of the family wasn’t well versed to sue the doctors and anyway my country didn’t have proper laws back then so his mürderers got away with it.
12 years ago I worked at a shoe store in a mall in my hometown. It was a smaller store so we only had 2 employees for the morning shift and 2 for the evening shift. I was one of the evening shift employees and I worked with the store assistant manager, let’s call her M. Her and I were really good friends and we knew how to make a boring shift fun. Our relationship grew stronger and more personal and I had a huge crush on her. I knew she had feelings for me when she started messaging me dirty things during our shift and outside work. At one point she basically asked me if (hypothetically) we could ever be a thing. I said of course and she blushed. I didn’t want to rush things because women hate that so I let it roll slowly. Then she met some guy through other friends but of course they were just friends. I knew this guy from his reputation around town. I knew he did and sold d***s all the time and I was worried that she would get caught up in that. So I warned her about what I knew but she swore he “wasn’t like that”. A few days later he started messaging me from HER phone threatening to hurt me if I didn’t back off. Then of course she would take her phone back and say it was all a joke and he wasn’t serious. This went on for a few weeks until one day when I went in to work, the store manager ,let’s call her T,was there to speak to me. The store manager fired me for “harassment”. I asked who had accused me of this but T refused to tell me. So when I got home M messaged me saying she was sorry but she “had to”. I asked her what that meant and she told me that the d**g friend convinced her to call HR and tell them that I was harassing him and M. I never did any of that and she knew it. I was crushed that she would betray me so easily like I was nothing to her. Oh and T also knew it was a lie but did nothing to fix it. I found out some time later that T got fired for terrible management so I guess karma got her. I still think of this from time to time. And this makes it difficult for me to make friends at work now. Sorry this was so long.
There are no friends at work. I learned that lessòn in the way OP and many of us have, betrayed by, and out of job because of, my "friend."
Depends on the workplace. I work in wildlife conservation, and I would definitely consider my coworkers friends.
Load More Replies...Maybe it wasn't "so easy" for M to betray OP. Maybe the "friend" threatened her too.
To all those saying there is no such thing as work friends, it really depends on the workplace and the people. I have a lot of friends still from previous jobs that I still talk to and get together with. Even at the job I have now.
I think there’s more to this story and OP is maybe not disclosing everything
Ask yourself honestly: would you say the same if the genders were reversed? If not, you're a hypocrite
Load More Replies...Why cause he’s a guy? Sounds like a concerned friend to me
Load More Replies...In the first grade I had a problem with a certain kid and his friends constantly trying to bully me. One day he (Kyle) and his two best friends surrounded me, pinned me by the arms and drew their fists back to punch me when suddenly the teacher on duty blew her whistle. She then proceeded to scold 3 boys for causing a scene with their behavior. And by three boys, she meant the two friends of the boy, and me, who was on the ground by the other two. She sent us to the office. We all three were forced to sit every break without being able to play for three weeks. Even in the office, the other two boys were saying I was innocent and that Kyle was guilty, that they all three were attacking me. The boys even told the teacher that it was the three of THEM that were about to attack me. Her response was “No, HE was the only one not doing anything, I heard u/myjellojiggles yelling, egging y’all on.” Even the boys admitted the only thing I was yelling was “Please, no.” I was totally innocent, even the principal wasn’t hearing it. She actually made me feel worse about it because In her words “You are the first problem students this school has had since we started that student of the month program.” First day sitting out from recess I stared at the ground on the verge of tears, and the teacher forced me to watch the other kids play as a punishment. I “deserved” to watch other kids have fun. Every day Kyle would run by and throw sand in my face with the teacher less than 5 feet from me who literally turned her face away as she smirked. Kyle, the boy who never got in trouble, was the son of that teachers best friend who, by the way, was the local school bus driver who backed into our horse trailer earlier that year and tore it all to hell and tried to take no responsibility for it. She blamed us for her hitting the horse trailer because “We put it in her way.” Truth of the matter was the she was being lazy. The bus driver before her just went up the road (MAYBE 400 feet ahead) and circled back around. She would pick me and my sister up, and then put the bus in reverse backing into a small ditch into our front yard where we parked all the cars and trailer. To make things worse she never actually looked all that much when she was backing up, she designated a couple kids to be her watcher. I guess they thought it would be funny and not let her know no she was about to majorly f up.
Teaching, like all positions of power, often draws bullies who love to abuse that power.
Apparently so. Sad really because as we've seen here, these events as kids can have lasting effects.
Load More Replies...I am so sorry this happened to you. Your teacher sounds like an absolute jerk and she needs to learn her place. The bus driver also needs to learn her lesson for doing such a thing to OP.
When I was in grade school and Junior High it was actually a policy of the school district that all children involved in a fight received the same punishment. This led to a lot of victims being put into detention with their abusers and similar injustice
My Pokémon cards getting “lost” while moving to a new house as a kid.
my bio mom did something sort of similar. when my brother or i would get in trouble she would destroy our stuff. one time he got in trouble over something like chores not being done and she made him sit on the porch while she lit all his pokemon and yugioh cards. what broke him is his favorite uncle bought him a Vileplume pokemon card and it was a big deal bc our uncle was a jehovahs witness and they banned all of that kind of stuff. he was an elder too and so he could have really gotten in trouble for that. he and our aunt divorced (he was our uncle by marriage) and moved far away. it hurt my brother to lose him. he had to stand there and watch as the only thing he had left from his uncle was burned in front of him.
Why are all of them charizard? Also shiny charizard ex and v would be fun to have
I'm not angry, but am sad and confused that somewhere between moving to the country and coming back home again, I lost all my old journals. Not sure whether I left them behind or they went missing when mum was supposed to be storing them or what. I used to read over them often and now it feels like I'm missing a part of myself.
I had several boxes of books, comics, board games, and a dozen or so vintage National Geographic magazines dating back to the early days of the space race mysteriously disappear en route to our new house when we moved in 1985.
The covid response.
I'm assuming they mean the dickheads who didn't believe COVID existed because they couldn't get it to align with their political views?
It wasn't that it didn't align with their views: they just lacked the courage to deal with it rationally, so they made it about political principle rather than what it was: gutlessness.
Load More Replies...There are still idiots today that don't believe it's real. I talk to people EVERY DAY that test positive. I have a cousin that tested positive a couple of years ago at 81 and didn't believe it. Nancy if they told you that you have Corona you have it, take the meds. She finally listened to me and took the meds.
My sister is a care worker , she works with the elderly and she is an anti vaxxer
My moped got stolen on my birthday almost 4 years ago and I’m never gonna get over it. They cut the lock when it was parked in my condo’s parking garage while 3 guards were on duty and they weren’t able to get any video at all even though there are cameras facing both exits. It was a style of moped they don’t sell any more due to law changes, so I can’t get a brand new one even if I wanted. So now I ride a slow a*s s****y moped in the hopes that people won’t try to steal it because it’s not as desirable.
Agreed. I would have raised hell up the chain of command if possible, or started complaining to the company that hired them, the condo property management I assume and got my neighbors involved. "What good is the hired guards if my property can go missing right in front of three of them and the cameras supposedly can't capture anything?! Waste of money and I'm sure other folks' property will disappear soon too!"
Load More Replies...I had my snowmachine in town for 1 DAY to have a shock replaced. It was in the back of my truck, chained to the truck AND chained to the carport. I'd flown to Fairbanks for work & that evening my "New" husband called and told me it'd been stolen! There was ABSOLUTELY no way someone just drove or walked by and saw my sled. Much later (after he cleaned me out and left me high & dry) I discovered he'd sold my sled to pay off a gambling debt! Which explains why he'd told me, "You know if you see someone on your snow machine you can't just tackle them and take it back!". I responded with, "Really, watch me!"
Isn't it weird how there are satellites that can read a newspaper headline from orbit, and yet ground level CCTV seems to have great difficulty seeing anything more than six feet away?
Where I live, it's not a matter of if your moped will get stolen, but when
Not getting MVP after I kicked a*s during my last tennis season in high school and as team captain taught the other kids how to play. Coach passed it on to someone who's first year playing happened to be with the other best player on the team, who carried her through tournaments (I'm not just saying this because I'm salty, she was really not that great). Years later I still feel slighted by it.
"When I go out to the tennis court, I go to play - not to see if the lines are straight." - Robert Frost
Posed for the HS Grad year book with the girls team I was on, but the pic in the yearbook was of al the OTHER girls but I wasn't there. They must have taken another picture without me on purpose - s****y girls and gym teacher.
My mother's grand scheme to get me diagnosed with a developmental disorder I don't have as a way of absolving her of her questionable parenting. Thankfully circumstances prevented this from working, but that was the moment I knew I could not trust her. Alternatively, ex-from-hell popping up like a weed several months after we'd had a spectacular falling-out to proposition me for a particular sexual act I've never been inclined to try with ANYONE.
Some things are definitely better left unknown.
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That sting ray killing Steve Irwin.
Exactly, a wild animal that defended itself from a predator. I'm sure he knew the risks and would not blame an instinctive reaction :(
Load More Replies...You know what makes me really angry? People that hate on an animal for basically defending itself and then mutilate said animal in what they see as a sort of revenge act for Steve Irwin. Who would have been so upset over how people treat a beautiful animal "in his name". He loved animals and would not have approved! He knew the risks!
In my opinion, if you want to hang out with potentially deadly animals, this is the risk you take. I'm not saying it's not sad, but animals aren't there for entertainment. They are powerful and worthy of our respect.
It's sad Steve died but the dude basically made his living harassing animals. "Oh crikies! That monkey doesn't like it when I fling poop at him!" I mean, he wasn't "cruel" that I saw but he was definitely more hands on to make the show more interesting.
Yeah, no. I didn't like him at first either, but one of my brothers was a huge fan and we watched a lot of his shows together. I absolutely changed my mind on this. He never got aggressive, and the point of his shows were that the viewers learned how important it was to have respect for them. Even when he was trapping crocodiles, (because they were in places like someone's backyard), he worked hard not to harm them.
Load More Replies...His stupidity and invading the sting rays space....he brought it on himself. He knew better
Give me a break. He was an effiing conservationist and a zookeeper. Not a sightseer, like the idiots who try to get shots of themselves with a moose in Canada or the bison in Yellowstone. There is a difference.
Load More Replies...Steve succeeded. He had been looking for death for years. Sharks, crocodiles, etc. He finally found it.
I never liked that guy. Not a popular opinion, but he just always set me on edge.
Load More Replies...Ngl, I'm still upset about that too. Random sidenote: that's a really beautiful ray in that picture.
Gorgeous, isn't it? It's a bluespotted ribbontail ray :)
Load More Replies...The really sad thing about all that is how much he missed not being able to raise his kids. They turned out out to be just awesome. He would be so damn proud of them.
This is sooo wrong; and I'm going to get down voted like bollacks. The The stingray was in its natural habitat minding its onw business, Steve irwin came and messed with it, if it stung him on purpose that was a natural defensive action and not one of aggression.
@TheReader19: Really? And snorkellers/scuba divers on vacation don't do the same thing? How about you save your outrage for the people who go hunting just to put some animal's head on the wall of their "den". Or the people who slaughter whales. Irwin at least respected wildlife. Your "Irwin came in and messed with an animal in it's natural habitat" rant is bollocks. You should get voted down.
Load More Replies...A few decades ago I was the clerk in the main O.R. of a major hospital. I took a call from a vascular surgeon saying he had a patient with a ruptured abdominal aortic aneurysm and would be in the O.R. in five minutes. I paged the charge nurse several times, but she never answered. So I found the only open room, notified the RN and surgical tech for that room, notified anesthesia, central service for suppies/instrumentation, blood bank, pharmacy, chief resident, the transfer area where the patient would first arrive, and got the crash cart ready outside the surgical room. The surgeon and patient came flying by and I told him which room he was in. The charge nurse finally showed up - completely oblivious to what was going on. Several hours later, the surgeon came up to the desk, looked the charge nurse in the eye, and thanked her, saying that her quick response saved the patient's life. She looked back at him and said, 'you're welcome'. I'll never forgive her for that.
That's some bullshirt for sure. Well done saving their life, that was the only important thing in that whole situation.
Load More Replies...I was about 9 years old and my brother was 7. My mom was beating him with a shoe. She was sitting on the edge of the bed with him on his knees in front of her questioning him about something and every time she got a response, she didn't like she would hit him with it. I called 911. When a cop arrived my mother lied to him and my brother, who was scared shitless, did also. The cop called me a brat and said if I was his kid he would kick my a*s. After he left mom beat the c**p out of me. Back then there was no distinction between child abuse and discipline. A few years later when a teacher and school guidance counselor tried to intervene when it was clear my brother and I were abused we both denied it. We had already seen that authority figures were not going to help and would only make the situation worse. Had that one cop done his job my life and his may have turned out a lot differently.
It is terrifying to me how many of these are teachers of tender age kids....and how many of these stories happened to me in almost identical scenarios.
Yes! I think almost everyone has a story about some teacher treating them unfairly. I had one in 5th grade. Ironically she was my then best friend’s mom who was also a family friend of my parents. She would single me out and scold me for stuff other kids did and once even got my parents involved by accusing me of saying a bad word to another student (it was a bad word in our local language which I didn’t even know at that age but learnt it from her accusation!). In high school my sister had several teachers disliking her and several other students simply cause they weren’t as smart as the class nerds.
Load More Replies...TRIGGER WARNING: This gets dark. If you're a particularly sensitive and kind soul, you may want to skip this one. I've suffered chronic depression for at least 45 years, since I was quite young. When I was a teenager, I had a tendency to sit on the edge of doom with a round in the chamber and think about life. Always, after a while of thinking it over, I'd carefully put everything away, and no one was the wiser. One day, just as I was getting ready to call it a day and get on with my life, I zigged and when I should have zagged and I pulled the trigger, and I swear on my life, time slowed down. Between the trigger and the hammer was this huge empty space, and I felt my eyes go wide as I thought "oh! I really went and did it!" Hammer fell with a loud snap. I was just shocked. I looked at the weapon, ejected the round. Not a mark on it. Must have been a dud! But honestly, in hindsight, I wish it hadn't been.
Please get to a doctor NOW. I've been where you are and without treatment I'd be de*d. Meds and therapy combined have the best chance of working. And please don't give up on yourself, you have value, you are strong, you can do this. Sending good vibes and lots of hope.
Load More Replies...Two days after my 14th birthday, my mom died suddenly at home. It was a Thursday. My dad had to fly across country to pick us up and move three of us into his one bedroom apartment and plan her funeral. I missed school Friday. My science teacher said he needed a note or the absence would be unexcused. I told him my mom died and he shrugged and said he still needed a note. I don't remember the name of that worthless pos, but I have never hated anyone as much in my entire life.
That's despicable! When my brother died, I was told to take off as much time as I needed, no questions asked. Teachers are meant to build a caring relationship with students, not just stand at the front of the class and 'fill them with knowledge'.
Load More Replies...Some folks know this story already, so, the TLDR version: my aunt, whom I lived with at 16, took me to a shrink. After several visits, shrink asked, "you don't know why you're here, do you?" I said no. "Your aunt thinks you stay in your room too much". "Well, when your cousins go after each other with steak knives, that's the safest place to be isn't it?" Shrink told my aunt "your niece isn't the problem, your kids are, bring them on". 30+ years later and aunt still thinks shrink was a quack and her kids didn't do anything wrong. This is on Dad's side of the family, whom I have no contact with. Just wish she'd have listened....
My greatest resentment was that I was given the OK to be a girl at age 9 (my parents had been ready for the possibility due to my unusual intersex condition), and then my old man ruined the whole thing in one night with an act that should have sent him to prison and gotten him killed by the people in said prison with him. So I got to spend 30+ years hating life instead, while he got away with it Scott free and is still a free man (albeit alone as the entire family abandoned him for a different yet also horrendously evil act he committed in 2015, against my mother and myself). And now I get to face entirely unfair resentment and hate from society for being transgender even though my body is majority-female in makeup to begin with.
A lot of these are about teachers. My daughter once got the answer wrong on the question "What does leadership smell like?" She wrote "cookies". I was incredulous. What DOES leadership smell like?
I really don't understand this. I'm a teacher, and I OFTEN tell my students that I love for my test questions to have more than one answer, and very often my students will have an answer I didn't intend, but it fits, and I so I take it. I tell them "I want you to think. I don't expect you to be a mind reader and try to figure out what I want you to say. If your answer fits, I'll go with it." To me, that's how it SHOULD be. Who was it who said "The great aim of education should be to tell us rather how to think than what to think?" (Googled it: James Beattie).
Load More Replies...I’m still pissed at that doctor that told my parents I was faking my pain for attention. I had a broken back and cancer. I was 4. (My parents immediately got a second opinion because I wasn’t a kid who complained unless it was really bad)
It's not traumatic, but I'll never forget my Mum marching into the living room, whacking me on the upper arm, and saying, "That's for eating the cookies!" I was dumbstruck. A fat little dumbstruck kid that did eat a lot of junk, but not the cookies in question. We argued for a minute or so before my Dad piped up from behind his newspaper. "Actually, I finished the cookies." Mum then gently fake-smacked my arm, said, "I take that back, sorry." and life went on. And yet, here we are, some 50 years later and it still haunts me *sniff*
A few decades ago I was the clerk in the main O.R. of a major hospital. I took a call from a vascular surgeon saying he had a patient with a ruptured abdominal aortic aneurysm and would be in the O.R. in five minutes. I paged the charge nurse several times, but she never answered. So I found the only open room, notified the RN and surgical tech for that room, notified anesthesia, central service for suppies/instrumentation, blood bank, pharmacy, chief resident, the transfer area where the patient would first arrive, and got the crash cart ready outside the surgical room. The surgeon and patient came flying by and I told him which room he was in. The charge nurse finally showed up - completely oblivious to what was going on. Several hours later, the surgeon came up to the desk, looked the charge nurse in the eye, and thanked her, saying that her quick response saved the patient's life. She looked back at him and said, 'you're welcome'. I'll never forgive her for that.
That's some bullshirt for sure. Well done saving their life, that was the only important thing in that whole situation.
Load More Replies...I was about 9 years old and my brother was 7. My mom was beating him with a shoe. She was sitting on the edge of the bed with him on his knees in front of her questioning him about something and every time she got a response, she didn't like she would hit him with it. I called 911. When a cop arrived my mother lied to him and my brother, who was scared shitless, did also. The cop called me a brat and said if I was his kid he would kick my a*s. After he left mom beat the c**p out of me. Back then there was no distinction between child abuse and discipline. A few years later when a teacher and school guidance counselor tried to intervene when it was clear my brother and I were abused we both denied it. We had already seen that authority figures were not going to help and would only make the situation worse. Had that one cop done his job my life and his may have turned out a lot differently.
It is terrifying to me how many of these are teachers of tender age kids....and how many of these stories happened to me in almost identical scenarios.
Yes! I think almost everyone has a story about some teacher treating them unfairly. I had one in 5th grade. Ironically she was my then best friend’s mom who was also a family friend of my parents. She would single me out and scold me for stuff other kids did and once even got my parents involved by accusing me of saying a bad word to another student (it was a bad word in our local language which I didn’t even know at that age but learnt it from her accusation!). In high school my sister had several teachers disliking her and several other students simply cause they weren’t as smart as the class nerds.
Load More Replies...TRIGGER WARNING: This gets dark. If you're a particularly sensitive and kind soul, you may want to skip this one. I've suffered chronic depression for at least 45 years, since I was quite young. When I was a teenager, I had a tendency to sit on the edge of doom with a round in the chamber and think about life. Always, after a while of thinking it over, I'd carefully put everything away, and no one was the wiser. One day, just as I was getting ready to call it a day and get on with my life, I zigged and when I should have zagged and I pulled the trigger, and I swear on my life, time slowed down. Between the trigger and the hammer was this huge empty space, and I felt my eyes go wide as I thought "oh! I really went and did it!" Hammer fell with a loud snap. I was just shocked. I looked at the weapon, ejected the round. Not a mark on it. Must have been a dud! But honestly, in hindsight, I wish it hadn't been.
Please get to a doctor NOW. I've been where you are and without treatment I'd be de*d. Meds and therapy combined have the best chance of working. And please don't give up on yourself, you have value, you are strong, you can do this. Sending good vibes and lots of hope.
Load More Replies...Two days after my 14th birthday, my mom died suddenly at home. It was a Thursday. My dad had to fly across country to pick us up and move three of us into his one bedroom apartment and plan her funeral. I missed school Friday. My science teacher said he needed a note or the absence would be unexcused. I told him my mom died and he shrugged and said he still needed a note. I don't remember the name of that worthless pos, but I have never hated anyone as much in my entire life.
That's despicable! When my brother died, I was told to take off as much time as I needed, no questions asked. Teachers are meant to build a caring relationship with students, not just stand at the front of the class and 'fill them with knowledge'.
Load More Replies...Some folks know this story already, so, the TLDR version: my aunt, whom I lived with at 16, took me to a shrink. After several visits, shrink asked, "you don't know why you're here, do you?" I said no. "Your aunt thinks you stay in your room too much". "Well, when your cousins go after each other with steak knives, that's the safest place to be isn't it?" Shrink told my aunt "your niece isn't the problem, your kids are, bring them on". 30+ years later and aunt still thinks shrink was a quack and her kids didn't do anything wrong. This is on Dad's side of the family, whom I have no contact with. Just wish she'd have listened....
My greatest resentment was that I was given the OK to be a girl at age 9 (my parents had been ready for the possibility due to my unusual intersex condition), and then my old man ruined the whole thing in one night with an act that should have sent him to prison and gotten him killed by the people in said prison with him. So I got to spend 30+ years hating life instead, while he got away with it Scott free and is still a free man (albeit alone as the entire family abandoned him for a different yet also horrendously evil act he committed in 2015, against my mother and myself). And now I get to face entirely unfair resentment and hate from society for being transgender even though my body is majority-female in makeup to begin with.
A lot of these are about teachers. My daughter once got the answer wrong on the question "What does leadership smell like?" She wrote "cookies". I was incredulous. What DOES leadership smell like?
I really don't understand this. I'm a teacher, and I OFTEN tell my students that I love for my test questions to have more than one answer, and very often my students will have an answer I didn't intend, but it fits, and I so I take it. I tell them "I want you to think. I don't expect you to be a mind reader and try to figure out what I want you to say. If your answer fits, I'll go with it." To me, that's how it SHOULD be. Who was it who said "The great aim of education should be to tell us rather how to think than what to think?" (Googled it: James Beattie).
Load More Replies...I’m still pissed at that doctor that told my parents I was faking my pain for attention. I had a broken back and cancer. I was 4. (My parents immediately got a second opinion because I wasn’t a kid who complained unless it was really bad)
It's not traumatic, but I'll never forget my Mum marching into the living room, whacking me on the upper arm, and saying, "That's for eating the cookies!" I was dumbstruck. A fat little dumbstruck kid that did eat a lot of junk, but not the cookies in question. We argued for a minute or so before my Dad piped up from behind his newspaper. "Actually, I finished the cookies." Mum then gently fake-smacked my arm, said, "I take that back, sorry." and life went on. And yet, here we are, some 50 years later and it still haunts me *sniff*
