
30 Petty Grudges People Refuse To Let Go Of, No Matter How Much Time Has Passed
Interview With ExpertWhen I was in the second grade, my teacher often had us pass our papers to the student sitting next to us when it was time to grade them. Then, we would go around the room and read the answers written on each other’s papers, so the teacher could confirm whether or not they were correct.
Well, I vividly remember that, one day, the classmate next to me read my answers incorrectly. This then led to my teacher explaining in front of the whole class that “it’s actually sheep, Adelaide, not sheeps.” I was furious because I knew for a fact that is what I wrote, but the damage had been done. And I will never forget that moment.
Apparently, I’m not the only one holding onto a grudge decades later, though. Redditors have recently been recalling petty moments that they’ll never let go, so we’ve gathered their juiciest stories below. And keep reading to find a conversation with Olivia Brouillette-Wardhono, Founder, Lead Psychologist and Integrative Somatic Practitioner at Therapy With Olivia.
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When my parents got divorced, neither of them wanted to keep our family dog that we had for 7 years at that point. (I should clarify, there was nothing wrong with her. She was a black lab mix, healthy, was as sweet as can be). I was 14, just going into high school, and I was begging my family to keep her. My sister and her husband wouldn’t even take her. We ended up having to give her away, and I sobbed for the entire day. Shortly after, my sister and her husband got a cocker spaniel instead, after telling me they didn’t want my dog because ,”well we don’t want any dogs in the house.”
I honestly should be over it now, 10 years later. She went to a good home. But I’m not. 🤷♀️.
No need to be "over it". Animals are life long gifts. They need us, and it's unfair when you've loved and shared with one for 7 years.
In 5th grade our teacher only gave homework on Wednesdays. One Wednesday the end-of-school bell was going to ring soon and we all realized the teacher had forgotten. With maybe 30 seconds left before the bell would free us, a twatty suck-up girl named Sabina raised her hand and reminded the teacher it was homework day. I'm still pissed off about it. F**k you, Sabina for denying us our small victory. I'm 68-years old, btw, and it still chaps my a*s.
I had a barbecue for friends. Whilst inside preparing a feast, my friend’s children picked off all my green baby passion fruit, and unripe baby lemons, to throw at each other. Literally 100s of fruit wasted. When I came outside and nearly cried and told the kids off, their parents told me they were only playing, and just children, and to get over it. I am still not over it. They weren’t great friends or parents in hindsight.
Please tell me you didn't feed those "parents" as reward for their dismissive attitude?! 😨 I'd let them go home and give them 20 unripe fruit "for the road" and forget their number... There is an age where you CONSTANTLY have to monitor your kids (not even in "looking what they are doing", an "check if there are venomous animals/plants open gates, drowning-inviting pools plus instructions" will do) PS: I let my youngest run freely in my parents in law's over manicured but child safe garden. My MIL was horrified first but soon discovered that her grandchild knew the difference between paths to walk and plant beds and was used to NOT rip fruits and from the very start... 👍🏼
To learn more about the grudges that people manage to cling onto for years, we reached out to Olivia Brouillette-Wardhono, Founder, Lead Psychologist and Integrative Somatic Practitioner at Therapy With Olivia. She was kind enough to have a chat with Bored Panda and discuss how healthy it is to hold onto anger like this.
"When we're talking about grudges, I think it can be good to start with what a grudge actually is and how serious of a grudge you are holding onto," Olivia shared. "For example, the first comment I saw from this post was about a friend eating both hashbrowns while going to ski hungover. In a situation like this, how serious is that grudge really? Are they still friends and hang out? Is it something that comes up in good humor?"
During the pandemic I used to collect clothes and goods for the trash men where i used to life. I would leave them in the street anonymously and classified for them to take like clothes, toys, food, etc. would always try to make it every two weeks or so.
One day i was walking my dog (he is big but super gentle and chill) and one of them just looked at my dog and asked me if he was a good boy and i said yes thinking he was going to pet him or something, he proceeded to try and slap and kick him and laughed. Obviously i blocked him from getting to my dog and started screaming at him, the other guys just laughed. My dog was crying and my neighbours saw all of this and told them off.
Three weeks passed and they started asking around the block about the things someone used to leave for them to collect since they would be much help for them and they haven't seen anything for them in a while. I was just walking out of my building and over heard them asking my concierge, so i said "It was me, i collected that for you guys, it stopped the second you tried to assault my dog and thought it was funny", they looked like their eyes where about to leave their socket. They apologised, i said nothing so they went with "look, it's just an animal we have kids we need those things" so i said "It took me about a week to collect and clean things for you guys each time i left them there, i did it anonymously because i was always taught that charity with a name it's called vanity. You should always be respectful and treat people well not only when is convenient to you also don't ever feel entitled to people's kindness." Turns out i was the only one who did this in the whole county we where in. My neighbours all saw what happened so they refused to give them anything as well.
I never collected anything for them ever again.
The year was 2004. I had a kyocera phantom phone with a long standing game of tetris because the speed had capped out. We're talking somewhere around two years. I had a score in the bazillions (probably). While out to lunch, a friend picked up my phone and started a new game. Later she f****d my husband. I'm still mad about the tetris game.
You can get a better husband, but you can NEVER get a better score on tetris.
Cracker Jack removed the cool toy and replaced it with some s****y piece of paper.
"If it's a good humor 'grudge' that all parties are aware of, are a part of, and agree are funny/silly, then a grudge can, in theory, benefit those relationships," the therapist explained. "It can show that you and your friends are on the same page, share similar senses of humor, and can make light of potentially difficult situations. However, when this is not the case (and most times it's not), grudges usually end up being more harmful and have little to no benefits in the long run."
On my third birthday, I was gifted a tricycle. My then-8-year-old cousin rode it before I could and broke it before I even got a turn. I refused to acknowledge his name for like 5+ years after that. I would ONLY call him "the guy that broke my tricycle".
My best friend and I were going skiing post a night out. Hungover we decided to get McDonald's breakfast. Both got a combo and he ordered an extra hashbrown as well. The bag only came with 2 hash browns. He ate both and said they forgot mine. NO MAX THEY FORGOT YOUR EXTRA HASHBROWN. ITS BEEN 7 YEARS AND I STILL GET MAD ABOUT IT.
Look this didn't even happen to me but my mom told me about a thanksgiving where her aunt took the crispy skin off the turkey and threw it in the trash because it's not healthy for you. I already didn't like this aunt but now 😤.
"A grudge can offer some beneficial ideas to us, such as signaling when we've been wrong, why that's happened; maybe a grudge even helps you reflect on your relationships and whether or not they're healthy for you to be in," Olivia noted. "It can also give us a sense of identity, a sense of purpose -- someone wronged you, you know they were wrong, you are rightfully angry, therefore you are just in your feelings and gives you purpose."
But holding onto a grudge isn't always productive. "It's when the grudges go on for a prolonged period of time, where you are the only one feeling the sense of 'wronged' or anger that you lose the healthy parts and begin to, essentially, torment yourself while the other person continues on blissfully unaware of your feelings," Olivia explained. "Any emotion up to a certain point is healthy and beneficial to you, but when you do not act on the emotion and only allow it to consume you, you miss the point of the emotion altogether."
High school - Sophomore year:
My Literature teacher has us make comics based on ancient Greek poems. My group got Iliad. We put a lot of research and effort in the assignment, only to lose points because the teacher was expecting to see the Trojan Horse (which does not appear in Iliad, but in Odyssey and Aeneid).
Sure, I took the synopsis out of Wikipedia, but it was properly sourced. I even did check the original poem to see if the horse is there - nothing.
Turns out my teacher was basing his view on Iliad on a stupid novelization that included the goddamn horse.
Oh, and this very same teacher is one to fall hook, line & sinker into whatever b******t people share on Facebook, and still has no qualms about question Wikipedia.
F**k you, José. F**k you very very much.
I went to Florida in 5th grade and got a deck of playing cards from delta. I brought them to school to show my friends and they disappeared from my desk at lunch. I looked evrywhere, asked all my friends, etc. Two weeks later the teacher is playing a math probability game and she hands out playing cards to everyone. wouldn't you know it she had my delta playing cards. I was salty then and still am. I still remember your a filthy thief mrs. Smith.
It was 40 years ago.
Adults stealing from children, and especially when they're in a "carer" position, always makes my blood boil.
My mom grew up in Germany. Speaks fluent German. She would speak German with her parents when we were little kids just so we wouldn’t understand. She refused to teach my brother and I how to speak it. Her excuse was we didn’t want to learn. As babies. You know. When you start speaking to your kids. It’s been over 40 years now and I’m still bitter about it. Because German is so damn hard to learn as an adult. Edited to add - maybe not petty per se. But something I’m mad about all these years later.
Pity because very small children like 2 or 3 yrs old can learn multiple languages just so easily, and keep them separate no problem. They are learning their first language at that age & apparently just pick up another in the same way.
"Any negative emotion that is held onto for an extended period of time can be harmful, and holding onto a grudge is no different," Olivia shared. "When we hold onto a grudge for a prolonged period of time and make it part of our identity, we create a wall around ourselves from the kindness of others, especially the person (or people) who wronged you."
I was in the single board game shop in my town with my friends and one of my friends leaned on a shelf and broke it. I caught the shelf saving the majority of items on it and everyone, including the guy that broke it, said I had knocked the shelf over. Three expensive hardcover DND books were **slightly** damaged (I’m talking the corner was a little bit bent) and the store made ME pay for them. They were like $60 each. I’m still holding a grudge 6 years later.
My sister lied to my parents saying I ate the last two cookies and I got in trouble for “lying” to them. This happened when I was 7…..I’m 28 now…and I still tell her and my parents every chance I get that I’m still mad about that. 😂😂.
5 years ago I went to the local butcher’s shop for ground beef. The sign said $8.99 lb, which seemed a bit high. I asked the person behind the counter how much their ground beef was. Their reply “read the sign”. I said “ I see the sign, but $8.99 for a pound of ground beef seems a bit steep. I just wanted to make sure that was the actual price. They replied again, “read the sign.” I’ve never stepped foot in that butcher shop again and have been driving an extra 25 min to a different butcher shop ever since.
"Read the vacant spot in front of your counter. Count the money going into some other store's till."
"We can easily become consumed by our own hurt and pain that we can end up pushing people away and isolating ourselves," the therapist noted. "In fact, the longer we hold onto the grudge and the anger, we end up feeding our anger even more, becoming angrier and angrier, pushing people away, refusing to accept what's happened and move forward, and we can even morph what happened into a larger wrong that is completely unforgivable, when it may in fact be not having a hashbrown that you were excited about."
"Basically, the longer you hold onto a grudge, the angrier you will become, the less trusting of others you may feel, and all of that can create a perfect storm for loneliness and isolation," Olivia warns.
My mom’s fully fluent in Spanish and stopped teaching me because my dad kept bugging her about how I didn’t need it. In all honesty I think it was him just trying to be petty and didn’t want his ex wife AND daughter being bilingual while he wasn’t
Instead of trying to learn Spanish. Which is on the easier side of languages to learn.
My wife when she was 18 (20+ years ago) had met a band at a concert and had asked them for a picture and a hug. And the lead singer responded
"We only hug pretty girls sorry".
He has been on my "on sight" list ever since I heard about it a decade ago. Especially since when she saw them, they were barely on anyone's radar and now they're pretty common knowledge.
Edit: Apparently the common question is who so...Theory Of A Deadman. I'm sure he's matured alot, but I'm not dropping the grudge.
Edit 2: well that's a lot of support! Thanks guys.
Back in the mid sixties, I somehow wound up at a school where I was the only POC. We were playing softball. I was just learning how to play,and was about nine years old.
There was a play at second base that was being disputed, whether the runner was safe or out. Of course, the guys on my team were saying out, the runner and the guys on the other team were saying he was safe.
So I quietly said that I thought he was out. Then a guy that was *on my team* said, " Nobody cares what you think. And nobody wants you here."
That was close to sixty years ago. I still remember that kid's name and can still hear him saying that .
I also hold a school sport related grudge. Mine is about 40 years old. Allow me to vent. We were playing football (soccer) in the playground during break (I guess were were around 8 years old). I have the ball and I'm facing my own goal, popular kid runs toward me and kicks my leg so that my leg then kicks the ball into the goal. Opposition team celebrate a goal. I say "you can't do that - it's a foul". Everyone, even my own goddam teammates, say "nah it's a goal". I was a shy, quiet, slightly weird kid, so it was obvious to me in that moment that popularity is f**king everything. (For those who don't know the rules of soccer - you can't just kick other players legs). Thanks for letting me vent.
When it comes to letting go of a grudge, Olivia says the first step is validating your emotions and understanding the why. "First and foremost, you are allowed to feel however you feel. You are allowed to be hurt and angry when someone does something to cause you pain," she noted. "Try your best to validate your emotions and allow them space to come up and out, then start asking yourself why. Why are you feeling so wronged? What did this other person do to cause this much pain? Why is that so hurtful for you?"
Everytime around Christmas and someone mentions The Polar Express, I get reminded of the time a boy copied my art work in 2nd grade. We were to draw our favorite scene from Polar Express in art class, and the teacher was giving a present to the one she thought was best. He won, and I got a "talking too" about copying other people's work, even though he copied me!!
When I was in the 1st or 2nd grade I colored a picture and showed it to the teacher. She told me to do a better job of staying in the line like f' ing Shelby! F u Shelby and your perfectly colored picture. The teacher was Shelby's grandma so definitely no favoritism there. I'm 53 now and still miffed about it.
Rented a house that had an outdoor mini fridge by the built in bbq. Our utilities bills were outrageous in that house. Roommates, including my boyfriend, refused to unplug this fridge- that no one even used! "That's not whats making our bills so high". They mocked me for being so dumb!
Now the same man literally researches the lowest energy lightbulbs because "Every little thing adds up".
Every little thing, but not that outdoor fridge that sat in direct sunlight in the scorching summer, huh? Not that appliance?
I will DIE with this grudge in my heart.
My brothers got to sit in my barbie blow up chair before me as a kid, and then it popped almost immediately. Still hurts. .
"Once you understand your response, you can shift the focus on letting go or even forgiving the person (but consider what forgiveness means for you)," Olivia continued. "If you're not able to have a conversation with them, this can look like writing a closure letter addressed to them that's just for your emotional release; or if you can talk to the person, maybe you have an open and honest conversation about what happened and how it made you feel."
My brother always beat me at everything. Our parents got us Super Nintendo and I beat Mario before he did. Oh my god, he lost his s**t. My Dad could not stop laughing and when my brother would get a big head about games, my dad would remind him of the meltdown on New Years Day.
20 years ago DirecTV charged me a cancellation fee when my military tour ended and I had to move. Wouldn't waive it. Never went back, never will.
The Servicemembers Civil Relief Act says companies cannot charge cancelation fees or penalties to active service members if they move due to military orders or are transferred to a new posting , unless that company offers the same service in that new area, in which case they cannot charge any fees for transferring that service to the new house (but can charge cancellation then, bc of the service being offered.) The SCRA was passed in 2003 to expand on the previous Soldiers' and Sailors' Civil Relief Act of 1940, to take into account things like internet, cable tv and more. https://myarmybenefits.us.army.mil/Benefit-Library/Federal-Benefits/Servicemembers-Civil-Relief-Act-(SCRA)?serv=122 https://www.consumerfinance.gov/consumer-tools/educator-tools/servicemembers/the-servicemembers-civil-relief-act-scra/
When I was a kid and my cousin’s son was a toddler, he got into my Ninja Turtles action figures and chewed on their weapons.
It’s been at least 30 years. He lives in another country so I’ve only seen him once since. I will always remember him as the little bastard who ruined my Ninja Turtles.
"If you're having a conversation with the person, be sure to keep with the 'I' statements [When you did/said x, I felt y] as it keeps the focus on you and helps prevent as much defensiveness as possible from the other person," the therapist suggests. "Depending on how the conversation goes, and assuming you want to let go of this grudge and move forward with the relationship, consider replacing the grudge with a boundary."
"If the grudge is related to a comment someone made about your appearance, the boundary can be that you do not need to hear their opinions on your appearance; if the grudge is related to how an ex treated you, move forward with a boundary that protects you from that happening again (i.e. hiding messages from someone, maybe your new boundary is open and honest communication with a new partner)," Olivia explained.
A girl in middle school having been convinced for a full 6 years that I drew on two fake moles under my left eye, every day from age 10-16, until one day she saw me during swimclass and went “omg they’re real?”
Turns out she had been talking a little s**t about me and some other girls, cause she thought i was trying to be “unique” inspired by anime and markings some characters have.
I cannot let go of how little of a life she must’ve had, and yes I still tell people that stupid a*s story, and yes, I make fun of her for it behind her back for it. (We’re not friends).
Okay so 9-11 grade I had one Latin teacher. I started off with a C freshman year (in a class w mostly sophomores) and worked up to be the one everyone called to double check their translations. Senior year we got a new teacher. I was in a 3 person class of the people who’d stuck it out since we were freshmen in the sophomore class, and the new Latin teacher awarded the annual Latin seat to a senior a level below me. I AM TOTALLY FINE ITS BEEN 18 YEARS IM FINE.
I was always in advanced classes, including taking Algebra 1 in 8th grade. They said some students would take it again in 9th depending on their grades. My grade Algebra grade at the end of the year was 100 A. When we started 9th I was assigned Algebra 1 instead of Geometry! After 9th I switched to a different school and still haven't taken Geometry. It's been 20 years and I'm still mad.
My SIL got married and had sooooo much sushi leftover from the party. I told her "I can't wait to munch on some sushi later!". The husband threw it away. ALL OF IT. I am thinking of getting a sushi tattooed with the date under because of that.
I wouldn't risk somebody eating day-old sushi from my party. 🤮🤮🤮💩💩💩💨💨💨
Finally, the therapist noted that a grudge isn't necessarily an immediate negative thing. "What matters most is how you respond to it and move forward from it," Olivia says. "Forgiveness for the wrong does not mean condoning or approving what happened to you, forgiveness is about you and letting go for your own wellbeing."
15 years ago I had a pair of Sony headphones die. The Sony store wouldn’t give me any warranty because I bought them from a Sony store in another country. They quoted me almost the same cost of a new pair to repair them. Haven’t bought anything Sony since.
Every electronics company is a scam. They all want you to toss broken/outdated product and buy new
I'm still pissed they took honey mustard off the sauce menu at McDonald's in Canada about 9 years ago.
I hate they replaced Heinz ketchup with their own vinegary rubbish in the UK too
Not me but my brother. He still blames me for deleting his saved game on Secret of Mana.
This is b******t, I did not delete it. I did not.
Poll Question
Have you ever held a grudge over something small?
Yes, many times
A few times
Not really
Never
A boy in highschool that I had a crush on told me I was pretty ugly from afar, and after a second he added that I was also ugly up close. Broke my already non-existant self-esteem down even further. It was also ironic, because he had both the face and the intelligence of an english bulldog :)
As a kid I called the radio to ask for a song. They say sure and ask if I want to chat with them live after the next song, I say sure. They put the phone down and I'm waiting, recording the radio to listen to it later. Current song ends and all I hear is a faint distant mumbling, then my song plays. Then they pick up the phone and apologize in a weird way and say they'll call me later. I say no problem and hang up, then go listen to my recording. They called my name but didn't hear me speak so they made fun of me on live broadcast. They picked up the wrong phone! I was waiting on the other line! I was shocked. F u radio station
Stayed back at the hotel room one day of family vacation with a headache. My parents didn't leave any money or food for me. Finally after like 7 hours I got so hungry I decided to order a pizza and used up all my spending money. Parents and siblings arrive just as pizza arrives and the kids are hungry and tired. My mom insisted I give most of my pizza for them to eat because they were little and starving and wouldn't pay me back. Still mad.
How old were you at the time? Because, if you are an adult now, I would send your mom a bill as a Christmas present.
My childhood friend dropped me like a hot potato when we went on to junior high. We were inseparable from toddler years up until preteen. First day of school she walked right past me. Wouldn't acknowledge me, wouldn't look at me, wouldn't answer my phone calls. It's been 30+ years and Kimberly can still go kick rocks as far as I'm concerned.
I love the “good friend” crew on this site. Y’all are consistently supportive in the best ways. Damn.
Pound sand Kimberly. If you needed a kidney, and I was your only match...🤷♂️
My grandma got me a cabbage patch doll stroller for my cabbage patch doll one christmas when I was around 5 years old. I opened it up christmas morning. My mom had a rule about no accessories for dolls...so she took it away from me, after I had opened it up and loved it. I'm 44 years old and I still think that was a s****y thing to do to a little girl on christmas.
Apologies for asking this, but why did your mom have such a crazy rule?
In 8th grade a boy I liked told me that if I got rid of my braces and glasses I MIGHT be cute. Five years later I ran into him at a bar and he not only recognized me but said I "turned out cute" and tried to buy me a drink. Told him to shove his drink up his a$$. FU Paul. Edit for grammar
My childhood best friend was moving out of state and called me on the phone (in the 90's) one last time before their phone line was about to be cut off. My sister picked up the phone from another room and screamed at me to hang up the phone bc she had to make a call and that I could just call her right back. I refused because, no I can't call her right back, her phone line is about to be disconnected. She walked over and ended my call. After she was done, I frantically tried to call my friend back but it was too late. She cheated me out of my final goodbye to my then-best friend. I still remember and cannot let it go.
I‘m not sure if it counts as a grudge, but when my 11th or 12th birthday came up, my mother handed me a baking magazine and told me I could choose a cake and she‘d bake it for me. However, when I chose one, she got mad at me and refused to bake the cake because my choice was 'childish'. I never got that cake. That cake has become a symbol for my messed up childhood to me and I‘ve been trying to find the recipe for years so I could bake it myself, but to no avail. The 'childish‘ cake in question? A cherry flavoured cheesecake. (It didn’t have any visible cherries but was bright pink, so I assume it used cherry juice.)
I just looked up “pink cheesecake” and found some. Hope you get your cake! https://www.google.com/search?q=pink+cheesecake&sca_esv=5c33b0bec17714d5&sxsrf=AHTn8zpZ6j1HrM3ydcoKQ9t2UqOtVbU9UA%3A1739919801199&source=hp&ei=uRG1Z5P0Ccbg0PEP2fPO8Qo&oq=pink+cheesecake&gs_lp=EhFtb2JpbGUtZ3dzLXdpei1ocBoCGAIiD3BpbmsgY2hlZXNlY2FrZTINECMYgAQYtAQYJxiKBTINECMYgAQYtAQYJxiKBTIFEAAYgAQyBRAAGIAEMgUQABiABDIFEAAYgAQyBRAAGIAEMgUQABiABEiqWlD5FVjwTHACeACQAQCYAesBoAGkDaoBBTYuOC4xuAEDyAEA-AEBmAIRoAKxDqgCD8ICChAjGLQEGCcY6gLCAgcQIxgnGOoCwgIKECMYgAQYJxiKBcICCxAAGIAEGJECGIoFwgILEC4YgAQY0QMYxwHCAg4QABiABBixAxiDARiKBcICDhAuGIAEGLEDGNEDGMcBwgIKEC4YgAQYQxiKBcICChAAGIAEGEMYigXCAgsQABiABBixAxiDAcICDRAAGIAEGLEDGEMYigXCAggQABiABBixA8ICERAuGIAEGNQCGMcBGI4FGK8BwgILEC4YgAQYsQMYgwHCAgsQABiABBixAxiLA8ICCBAAGIAEGIsDwgILEC4YgAQYxwEYrwHCAg4QLhiABBiRAhixAxiKBcICBRAuGIAEwgIOEC4YgAQYmAMYqAMYiwPCAg4QLhiABBixAxjHARivAZgDDfEFX6bNZ7t25sOSBwY2LjEwLjGgB-OMAQ&sclient=mobile-gws-wiz-hp
Load More Replies...Thanks a lot :) I looked through them, and while I didn’t find the exact one, I think I‘ll take some of these as a guideline and try to recreate the cake from the magazine.
When I was about seven years-old, I was watching Krull on VHS, when my younger brother came and said that lunch was ready. I tried to pause the film on the VHS player, but he stood in the way and wouldn't let me pause the damn film. When I finally snapped and screamed at him to move he through a disposable camera at my face. I had a black-eye for about a week and still have a faint scar under my left eye. I'm 32 and it still gets to me.
In fifth grade I gave my crush a box of chocolates and a card. I was nervous so I slipped it in her bag during morning break. She waited until after lunch to give it back in front of the entire class along with a bit of a show. It's been 35 years and I'm still sour over that.
was trying to think of one until i realized my house was abusive AF, there was nothing petty in being upset about the c**p done to me. but my bio mom has a story. so in the thrid grade, her and a friend snuck out of class and drew on the bathroom walls. of course they got caught and her friend insisted she didnt do it, it was all my mom. the teacher who caught them as the art teacher and she knew my mom didn't do all of it. their art styles were very different. she told the girls they each had to clean it the next day. well in a fit of rage, my mom ended up coming in early and cleaning it by herself. she refused to be friends with that girl all the way through high school even though the girl apologized many many times. at their 20th reunion, the girl tried to be friends yet again and my mother still refused to talk to her
At Primary School? A girl used to repeatedly kick me under the desk. She just didn't like me, apparently I was known as the "Weird Quiet Kid". So?... My grandad bought me a pair of purple pixie boots and said to kick her back!!! 😄 (Not really a grudge, just that I still remember that and that's one of the reasons why I loved my Grandad so much 💜🙂💜)
My mum went on a weeks caravan holiday with her adult brother and sister, plus nephews and niece's. My sister and I declined to go because she had work and I had no one to look after my 3 cats ( in truth it was convenient excuses as we knew there would be trouble). Cue 2 days into the holiday and my mums calls at 8a.m asking to be picked up. Her brothers (my uncles) boyfriend Daz, got annoyed at my uncle and mum and not only locked them out the caravan but cut up some clothing too. It didn't even happen to me but its been 7 years now yet I still won't speak to or acknowledge that prick!
Another one from high school, a bit more serious. My senior year I was dating a freshman. She started acting kinda crazy (like seriously saying she had an evil twin sister crazy), and I broke up with her because I couldn’t handle her drama anymore. Turns out she was cheating on me with another student, who got her pregnant. She told everyone that the baby was mine, which was physically impossible because we had never done that. I have never forgiven her for that, and to this day she is the only person I have blocked completely on Facebook (she requested to friend me).
Mine dates back to high school back in the late ‘80s. I was co-editor of the school paper my senior year, and my co-editor was my biggest rival for grades. It was the last issue of the school year, and we published a list of the top ten senior GPAs in the graduating class. My rival and I were tied at third with the exact same GPA (the valedictorian had a perfect average, and the number two was a transfer student who came in mid-year, so we were otherwise top of the list), and the paper we sent to press listed us that way. When the printed papers came back, it turned out that my rival had told the advisor he needed to make a last-minute correction, but his “correction” was to bump himself above me by adding 0.01 points to his average. I later verified with the school that this change had not come from them, and that the records still showed us tied. I’m still ticked about it.
This was just one of the things I found out that my college "friend" did: she was a year ahead of me and belonged to the sorority I really wanted to be a part of. I didn't get invited to pledge. I found out later through an acquaintance who also was in that sorority that my friend, who had promised me that she would vouch for me, actually said nothing during the meeting when my name came up. Apparently, she did this BOTH of the times I rushed. She did a few other crappy things, but this one affected me the most. Obviously, I stopped being friends with her by the next year.
I’ve often wondered why so many people seem so miserable when they seem to have everything they need in life, and it never occurred to me until reading this article that it might be because of all these petty grievances they’re carrying around. I rolled my eyes at most of ‘em and was shocked to see so many “You’re absolutely right to feel that way!” in response to sooo many of them. While I’ve been wondering why so many people seem so miserable, I’ve also wondered why I seem quite chipper in spite of my fairly dire circumstances, (Is it because I’m stupid and don’t realize how dire things are?), and I’m now thinking it’s because I don’t sweat the small, petty stuff. This has been really illuminating! Now, given the poor parenting I had, I’m gonna be wondering how I escaped this petty 🐂💩. I really feel for you folks, carrying things around all your lives that, in the grand scheme of things, don’t amount to a fart in a tornado. 😕
In 1989 I ordered a Little Caesar's pizza. It took three and a half hours to arrive. I went and ate elsewhere in the meantime. When it did get there, the delivery guy asked if I still wanted it, no charge. I said no, give it to your manager and tell them I'll never order Little Caesar's again. And I haven't.
20 years ago, I was really into Doctor Who and TimeCons. I heard that Tom Baker (Doctor #4) was going to be at the next TimeCon. In our area, a local channel had the Saturday night creepy flicks. I wrote to the host and asked him if he would be so kind as to show the movie, "The Golden Voyage Of Sinbad," starring John Philip Law, and Tom Baker as Prince Koura. The response I received was less than cordial. The host wrote that he didn't know why he would bother showing something that old (1967), although older movies had been shown on that program. I haven't forgotten, and I never will. (BTW, the TimeCon was AWESOME, and I got Mr. Baker's autograph!)
Growing up, I was forced to go to a very closed minded church (Baptist) and Harry Potter was satanic material etc etc so I was never immersed into that world like most of my peers. About seven-eight years ago, my mom comes home from work and says "oh I watched the first Harry Potter movie! I really enjoyed it!" I said "Cindy .... (yes, I called her by her first name to assert my rage) Do you not remember telling me I couldn't participate in reading the books with my class because you let that goddamn church dictate to you what was good or bad?? Do you not see the importance of forming your OWN opinion instead of relying on the supposed teachings of your invisible sky dad?!" As you can see, I've long renounced any kind of Christian faith BECAUSE of that damn cult
A boy in highschool that I had a crush on told me I was pretty ugly from afar, and after a second he added that I was also ugly up close. Broke my already non-existant self-esteem down even further. It was also ironic, because he had both the face and the intelligence of an english bulldog :)
As a kid I called the radio to ask for a song. They say sure and ask if I want to chat with them live after the next song, I say sure. They put the phone down and I'm waiting, recording the radio to listen to it later. Current song ends and all I hear is a faint distant mumbling, then my song plays. Then they pick up the phone and apologize in a weird way and say they'll call me later. I say no problem and hang up, then go listen to my recording. They called my name but didn't hear me speak so they made fun of me on live broadcast. They picked up the wrong phone! I was waiting on the other line! I was shocked. F u radio station
Stayed back at the hotel room one day of family vacation with a headache. My parents didn't leave any money or food for me. Finally after like 7 hours I got so hungry I decided to order a pizza and used up all my spending money. Parents and siblings arrive just as pizza arrives and the kids are hungry and tired. My mom insisted I give most of my pizza for them to eat because they were little and starving and wouldn't pay me back. Still mad.
How old were you at the time? Because, if you are an adult now, I would send your mom a bill as a Christmas present.
My childhood friend dropped me like a hot potato when we went on to junior high. We were inseparable from toddler years up until preteen. First day of school she walked right past me. Wouldn't acknowledge me, wouldn't look at me, wouldn't answer my phone calls. It's been 30+ years and Kimberly can still go kick rocks as far as I'm concerned.
I love the “good friend” crew on this site. Y’all are consistently supportive in the best ways. Damn.
Pound sand Kimberly. If you needed a kidney, and I was your only match...🤷♂️
My grandma got me a cabbage patch doll stroller for my cabbage patch doll one christmas when I was around 5 years old. I opened it up christmas morning. My mom had a rule about no accessories for dolls...so she took it away from me, after I had opened it up and loved it. I'm 44 years old and I still think that was a s****y thing to do to a little girl on christmas.
Apologies for asking this, but why did your mom have such a crazy rule?
In 8th grade a boy I liked told me that if I got rid of my braces and glasses I MIGHT be cute. Five years later I ran into him at a bar and he not only recognized me but said I "turned out cute" and tried to buy me a drink. Told him to shove his drink up his a$$. FU Paul. Edit for grammar
My childhood best friend was moving out of state and called me on the phone (in the 90's) one last time before their phone line was about to be cut off. My sister picked up the phone from another room and screamed at me to hang up the phone bc she had to make a call and that I could just call her right back. I refused because, no I can't call her right back, her phone line is about to be disconnected. She walked over and ended my call. After she was done, I frantically tried to call my friend back but it was too late. She cheated me out of my final goodbye to my then-best friend. I still remember and cannot let it go.
I‘m not sure if it counts as a grudge, but when my 11th or 12th birthday came up, my mother handed me a baking magazine and told me I could choose a cake and she‘d bake it for me. However, when I chose one, she got mad at me and refused to bake the cake because my choice was 'childish'. I never got that cake. That cake has become a symbol for my messed up childhood to me and I‘ve been trying to find the recipe for years so I could bake it myself, but to no avail. The 'childish‘ cake in question? A cherry flavoured cheesecake. (It didn’t have any visible cherries but was bright pink, so I assume it used cherry juice.)
I just looked up “pink cheesecake” and found some. Hope you get your cake! https://www.google.com/search?q=pink+cheesecake&sca_esv=5c33b0bec17714d5&sxsrf=AHTn8zpZ6j1HrM3ydcoKQ9t2UqOtVbU9UA%3A1739919801199&source=hp&ei=uRG1Z5P0Ccbg0PEP2fPO8Qo&oq=pink+cheesecake&gs_lp=EhFtb2JpbGUtZ3dzLXdpei1ocBoCGAIiD3BpbmsgY2hlZXNlY2FrZTINECMYgAQYtAQYJxiKBTINECMYgAQYtAQYJxiKBTIFEAAYgAQyBRAAGIAEMgUQABiABDIFEAAYgAQyBRAAGIAEMgUQABiABEiqWlD5FVjwTHACeACQAQCYAesBoAGkDaoBBTYuOC4xuAEDyAEA-AEBmAIRoAKxDqgCD8ICChAjGLQEGCcY6gLCAgcQIxgnGOoCwgIKECMYgAQYJxiKBcICCxAAGIAEGJECGIoFwgILEC4YgAQY0QMYxwHCAg4QABiABBixAxiDARiKBcICDhAuGIAEGLEDGNEDGMcBwgIKEC4YgAQYQxiKBcICChAAGIAEGEMYigXCAgsQABiABBixAxiDAcICDRAAGIAEGLEDGEMYigXCAggQABiABBixA8ICERAuGIAEGNQCGMcBGI4FGK8BwgILEC4YgAQYsQMYgwHCAgsQABiABBixAxiLA8ICCBAAGIAEGIsDwgILEC4YgAQYxwEYrwHCAg4QLhiABBiRAhixAxiKBcICBRAuGIAEwgIOEC4YgAQYmAMYqAMYiwPCAg4QLhiABBixAxjHARivAZgDDfEFX6bNZ7t25sOSBwY2LjEwLjGgB-OMAQ&sclient=mobile-gws-wiz-hp
Load More Replies...Thanks a lot :) I looked through them, and while I didn’t find the exact one, I think I‘ll take some of these as a guideline and try to recreate the cake from the magazine.
When I was about seven years-old, I was watching Krull on VHS, when my younger brother came and said that lunch was ready. I tried to pause the film on the VHS player, but he stood in the way and wouldn't let me pause the damn film. When I finally snapped and screamed at him to move he through a disposable camera at my face. I had a black-eye for about a week and still have a faint scar under my left eye. I'm 32 and it still gets to me.
In fifth grade I gave my crush a box of chocolates and a card. I was nervous so I slipped it in her bag during morning break. She waited until after lunch to give it back in front of the entire class along with a bit of a show. It's been 35 years and I'm still sour over that.
was trying to think of one until i realized my house was abusive AF, there was nothing petty in being upset about the c**p done to me. but my bio mom has a story. so in the thrid grade, her and a friend snuck out of class and drew on the bathroom walls. of course they got caught and her friend insisted she didnt do it, it was all my mom. the teacher who caught them as the art teacher and she knew my mom didn't do all of it. their art styles were very different. she told the girls they each had to clean it the next day. well in a fit of rage, my mom ended up coming in early and cleaning it by herself. she refused to be friends with that girl all the way through high school even though the girl apologized many many times. at their 20th reunion, the girl tried to be friends yet again and my mother still refused to talk to her
At Primary School? A girl used to repeatedly kick me under the desk. She just didn't like me, apparently I was known as the "Weird Quiet Kid". So?... My grandad bought me a pair of purple pixie boots and said to kick her back!!! 😄 (Not really a grudge, just that I still remember that and that's one of the reasons why I loved my Grandad so much 💜🙂💜)
My mum went on a weeks caravan holiday with her adult brother and sister, plus nephews and niece's. My sister and I declined to go because she had work and I had no one to look after my 3 cats ( in truth it was convenient excuses as we knew there would be trouble). Cue 2 days into the holiday and my mums calls at 8a.m asking to be picked up. Her brothers (my uncles) boyfriend Daz, got annoyed at my uncle and mum and not only locked them out the caravan but cut up some clothing too. It didn't even happen to me but its been 7 years now yet I still won't speak to or acknowledge that prick!
Another one from high school, a bit more serious. My senior year I was dating a freshman. She started acting kinda crazy (like seriously saying she had an evil twin sister crazy), and I broke up with her because I couldn’t handle her drama anymore. Turns out she was cheating on me with another student, who got her pregnant. She told everyone that the baby was mine, which was physically impossible because we had never done that. I have never forgiven her for that, and to this day she is the only person I have blocked completely on Facebook (she requested to friend me).
Mine dates back to high school back in the late ‘80s. I was co-editor of the school paper my senior year, and my co-editor was my biggest rival for grades. It was the last issue of the school year, and we published a list of the top ten senior GPAs in the graduating class. My rival and I were tied at third with the exact same GPA (the valedictorian had a perfect average, and the number two was a transfer student who came in mid-year, so we were otherwise top of the list), and the paper we sent to press listed us that way. When the printed papers came back, it turned out that my rival had told the advisor he needed to make a last-minute correction, but his “correction” was to bump himself above me by adding 0.01 points to his average. I later verified with the school that this change had not come from them, and that the records still showed us tied. I’m still ticked about it.
This was just one of the things I found out that my college "friend" did: she was a year ahead of me and belonged to the sorority I really wanted to be a part of. I didn't get invited to pledge. I found out later through an acquaintance who also was in that sorority that my friend, who had promised me that she would vouch for me, actually said nothing during the meeting when my name came up. Apparently, she did this BOTH of the times I rushed. She did a few other crappy things, but this one affected me the most. Obviously, I stopped being friends with her by the next year.
I’ve often wondered why so many people seem so miserable when they seem to have everything they need in life, and it never occurred to me until reading this article that it might be because of all these petty grievances they’re carrying around. I rolled my eyes at most of ‘em and was shocked to see so many “You’re absolutely right to feel that way!” in response to sooo many of them. While I’ve been wondering why so many people seem so miserable, I’ve also wondered why I seem quite chipper in spite of my fairly dire circumstances, (Is it because I’m stupid and don’t realize how dire things are?), and I’m now thinking it’s because I don’t sweat the small, petty stuff. This has been really illuminating! Now, given the poor parenting I had, I’m gonna be wondering how I escaped this petty 🐂💩. I really feel for you folks, carrying things around all your lives that, in the grand scheme of things, don’t amount to a fart in a tornado. 😕
In 1989 I ordered a Little Caesar's pizza. It took three and a half hours to arrive. I went and ate elsewhere in the meantime. When it did get there, the delivery guy asked if I still wanted it, no charge. I said no, give it to your manager and tell them I'll never order Little Caesar's again. And I haven't.
20 years ago, I was really into Doctor Who and TimeCons. I heard that Tom Baker (Doctor #4) was going to be at the next TimeCon. In our area, a local channel had the Saturday night creepy flicks. I wrote to the host and asked him if he would be so kind as to show the movie, "The Golden Voyage Of Sinbad," starring John Philip Law, and Tom Baker as Prince Koura. The response I received was less than cordial. The host wrote that he didn't know why he would bother showing something that old (1967), although older movies had been shown on that program. I haven't forgotten, and I never will. (BTW, the TimeCon was AWESOME, and I got Mr. Baker's autograph!)
Growing up, I was forced to go to a very closed minded church (Baptist) and Harry Potter was satanic material etc etc so I was never immersed into that world like most of my peers. About seven-eight years ago, my mom comes home from work and says "oh I watched the first Harry Potter movie! I really enjoyed it!" I said "Cindy .... (yes, I called her by her first name to assert my rage) Do you not remember telling me I couldn't participate in reading the books with my class because you let that goddamn church dictate to you what was good or bad?? Do you not see the importance of forming your OWN opinion instead of relying on the supposed teachings of your invisible sky dad?!" As you can see, I've long renounced any kind of Christian faith BECAUSE of that damn cult