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30 Incidents From People’s Past That Were So Bitter That They Remember It To This Day
Some like to say that no matter how mad you are at someone for doing something nasty to you, there will be a day when this won’t matter. This might be true, but very often the things that others do to us leave a scar and thus are hardly forgettable. Especially if it’s someone close to us, our family members, or friends. Imagine your mom not wanting to attend your first concert or getting blamed by your classmate for things you didn’t do. The list of someone being a victim of injustice could seem endless. Having this in mind, Reddit users asked others online to share some “salty” memories that make their blood boil even years after the incident.
For those who are interested in finding out some of the things people got mad about and couldn’t forget years later, Bored Panda has prepared another list that you can find here. Have you ever been mistreated yourself and haven’t forgotten about it yet? Feel free to share your story in the comments down below! Who knows, maybe it will make you feel a bit better!
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#1
My mother stood me up for the school play when I was seven years old.
We lived half a block from school. I walked to every rehearsal by myself. As the performance drew near I begged her to come watch. "We'll see," she replied.
After we all took our bows I watched every other child hugging their families. Then I walked home alone. She was sitting at her desk reading a book when I returned. And when I expressed disappointment--not crying, not losing my temper, just saying I felt let down--she yelled at me.
Stopped talking to that woman nearly twenty years ago.
edit
Unfortunately the simple explanation is that she's an a**hole.
SlothyK8 2 years ago
My mother, an evangelical x-tian, refused to come to see me play "Glinda" in "The Wizard of Oz" in middle school because I was playing a witch. She tried to keep me from being in the production altogether but my father told her off. HE DID SHOW UP. That's a perfect example of why I'm still mourning my father 9yrs after he died and still happy that she died a year later.
#2
My parents didn't vaccinate me against pertussis.
I contracted pertussis as a toddler.
I recovered fine, but I'm still salty that I contracted a potentially fatal vaccine-preventable illness.
You'd better believe that my kid is getting all of the vaccines.
Amy Taylor 2 years ago
Good for you!!! My MIL tried to keep me from vaccinating our kids, and since my grandfather had lifelong issues from childhood polio when there was no vaccine, I told her that she had zero say in it.
#3
There were two things I wanted as a kid:
Lucky Charms for breakfast.
A video game console (at my age this would've been either an Atari 2600 or an NES).
Never got them, but that was okay. I grew up and went to college. I come home for winter break to find my little brother sitting at the breakfast table happily munching away on Lucky-f**king-Charms.
Okay, no biggie. I get to eat them now too.
So Christmas rolls around, and what does my little brother unwrap? An N64.
For as long as I could remember I heard, "sugar cereals are bad for you" and "video games will melt your brain" from my parents, but the MINUTE I'm outta the house, all that ceases to apply to my little brother.
Granted. I enjoyed the N64 and sugary cereals with him when I was home from college, but at 43 I am still salty over this s**t.
Tezdon Robinson 2 years ago
parents are always too tired to enforce the rules to the youngest it seems like
#4
In 2005, I was starting seventh grade. On the first day of class, all of the teachers handed out surveys to get to know you. They wanted to know what your interests were, mostly.
One teacher asked what kinds of books every one liked. I wrote "Dystopian sci-fi." I was actually marked off points because "dystopian' was not a word.
Not only was I marked off points on a getting-to-know-you activity on the first day of class, but dystopian science fiction is basically the most popular genre of YA novels.
It's 13 years later, I have a college degree, a full-time salaried job, and a still a ton of salt about that one. I can't remember the teacher's name at all, but by f*****g god I will never let that one go.
Vix Spiderthrust 2 years ago
Never mind YA novels, the word was coined by John Stuart Mill, the great Scottish philosopher, in the mid nineteenth century, and describes many of the great literary and SF novels of the twentieth century, including 1984, Brave New World, The Handmaid's Tale and too many more to list.
#5
When I was 12, I wanted a TV in my room, and my parents told me if I wanted one I'd have to pay for it myself. So I sold sodas by the pool all summer until I had enough to buy my own TV. I had a real sense of pride and accomplishment for about a day, until my little brother complained that it wasn't fair that I got a TV and he didn't, so my parents bought him the same model I had.
Vix Spiderthrust 2 years ago
And you learned a valuable lesson: inherited wealth beats hard work every time.
#6
When I was 11 I did this school project on Kenya. I had to make a poster, I was docked 10% because of “poor presentation” it was in the rubric whatever, mybposter did look pretty c***py, I’m not too mad. Someone else did Kenya also and they got a perfect score but their poster had Ethiopia labeled as Kenya on the map. This was a geography class. I was livid, and honestly I’m still kinda pissed. Like I lose 10 points because my posters a bit ugly and she gets a perfect score even though her project has bad info on it? Ugh f**k that.
#7
I hold a grudge so I'm salty about alot of stuff. One incident in particular. My partner and I wanted a baby. We loved my best friend and her child. She offered to surrogate for us. We were so excited. My partner left me to be with her.
#8
This one time as a kid when my father and his second wife and myself were in the car together, driving home, and they stopped at Taco Bell on the way there and bought two apple pies (empanadas) just for themselves and didn't buy me one. Didn't ask me if I wanted one, didn't tell me "no" or why, "kiss my grits", or anything. Didn't even turn their heads to look in the backseat, just had a little chat there in the front, pulled into the drive-through, bought two damn apple pies just for them, and went on home like I wasn't even there.
EDIT: I appreciate all the shared experiences and compassion. Thanks, Reddit. I don't think they thought I was asleep, to address a common question, that was not something I would typically do in the car; this kind of thing was par for the course for my father, who is notoriously selfish, and both my stepmothers, this particular occasion is just one small thing that's emblematic of a larger problem. I leave you with this: love is not selfish, it thinks of others.
Cecily Holland 2 years ago
Daddy with his new wife and new family treating the first kids like garbage
#9
In Kindergarten, I took 2 McDonald's happy meal toys to school to show off to my friends. I dropped them somewhere in the playground and couldn't find them. I went back to the classroom after recess pretty defeated and sad.
Then the lady that monitors the playground found them and came around asking if it belonged to one of us. Another girl in class and I quickly ran up. The other girl said it was hers. I was a really nice innocent little kid at that point... and i believed her. So she kept them.
I didn't think about it until later that people could lie.
#10
Years ago my friends and I split the cost of a VIP room at a club and then one of my friends invites his sister and her 7 friends last minute because it was her birthday. None of them chipped in, crowded the f**k out of the room and they used up all the drinks that come with purchasing the room. Still salty about it today.
#11
Dude this happenned when I was 5 and I'm still pissed off.
In kindergarten (and now), I was kind of a space cadet. I was always in my own world doing whatever. One particular day while pretending to be an astronaut, I bumped into this kid Todd. Todd got angry at me for bumping into him and bit my hand. Having not learned that snitches get stitches, I told the yard duty lady. However, I was the only white kid in kindergarten and my Chinese wasn't good yet. When the woman brought Todd over he was able to talk circles around me and convinced the woman I bit my own hand to frame him. She put us both on time out together, and guess what f*****g Todd did? He bit his own hand, screamed, and yelled for the yard duty. He then lied and told her I had bit him. He got off scott free while I had to stay in the class room during recess and lunch for the next two weeks. F**k Todd
#12
My dad and I bonded over mutual love of Red Hot Chili Peppers when I was growing up. We'd listen to them during every car trip when I was an older kid/teen. I always told him I wanted to go see them with him sometime.
About a decade ago, he casually told me that he recently went to a RHCP concert with his s***ty girlfriend who has always been so nasty to me.
I'm still bitter.
Amy Taylor 2 years ago
OHHHHH....I'd be livid!!! I take my daughter to concerts with me all the time...I was an 80's kid and all of my favorite bands from then are touring. Thanks to Stranger Things, my 13 year old is obsessed with 80's music and I take her to all the shows with me. It's the best bonding experience. Kind of cool that even though I'm and "older" mom, we found a common generation together.
#13
An elevator opened for me two weeks ago and three men were in there talking.
I waited a moment, then stepped in. One man put his arm out and said “why don’t you wait for us to get out before you get in okay?”
Ruined my day
DennyS (denzoren) 2 years ago
He's a jerk. If they wanted to get out they should have acted like it.
#14
My desert tortoise "running" away. Asked other house mate to watch him while I had to go do dishes. He wasn't watched. It's been 34 years. I'm still not happy to have lost him.
#15
In middle school we had to do the Presidential Fitness Test. I was crushing the pull ups, and came to find out that despite being like 4'11" and 110 pounds, I had done the most pull ups in the entire school so far. Then this one b***h, M.L. for security purposes, gets on the bar and starts doing pull ups. She gets about 80% of the pull ups I did and then starts kicking her legs against the wall to essentially walk herself up to a pull up. No one called her out on it, and she had the most pull ups in the school that year. I will never ever forget that s**t.
Julie Schulz 2 years ago
As someone without a single athletic bone in my body, I hated P.E. and those stupid tests we had to do. I could never do any of them, except, ironically, I could do the one pull up my age/weight category called for. Now, if I could have substituted dance class for P.E. I would have rocked that sh*t!
#16
The list is long...but distinguished.
One of the more petty ones:
In grad school our cohort (40 of us) took a trip abroad to study international development. We went to a Caribbean island and traveled around the country side, visiting small towns, compounds, etc.
We stayed in a certain small town for a couple days and part of the task was to partner up with someone, develop a business idea for the community and a sales pitch for it to present to business leaders.
We spent time in the community talking to the people who live there about what they want, what they need etc. Consistently, the answer was fresh fruits and vegetables.
My partner and I pitched a community farm idea where crops could be grown and your shares would be based on the work you put in (poor area).
It wasn't a popular idea within the circle of business students and we didn't even get a chance to pitch to community leaders.
The idea that got pitched to leaders? A mobile medical clinic. During the pitch, one of the locals stood up and said "why would we need this, we have universal healthcare provided to us, we see the doctor whenever we want"
Needless to say, i was nice to see the a*s hat who was pitching the idea stutter and stumble trying to talk around the complete absurdity of his idea.
#17
Becky, that jerk, took those crackers and then lied that I hit her and I did NOT deserve that detention in fourth grade. F**k you Becky
DennyS (denzoren) 2 years ago
It always amazes me how easily teachers believe lies. Got in trouble many times because I was a timid kid.
#18
In first grade I was riding my scooter on the sidewalk like a boss, doing jumps over cracks like an animal. All of a sudden, a girl that was in my class opened the front door to her house, and waved hi. I waved hi back and thought that was nice of her.
The next day in class, she comes up to me and says, "I only said hi because my mom made me."
Kelly, you b***h, I still haven't forgotten that
Jessica Wood 2 years ago
Reminds me of a girl who bullied me who only invited me to her birthday party because her parents made her. She flat out told me so I just didn't go.
#19
One of my bosses firing my favourite co-workers over politely telling someone to do their job correctly.
She had to constantly remind a new cake decorator (who looked like a textbook neckbeard) to wear gloves and wash his hands when preparing cakes. This is a basic health and safety procedure in our store. She worded it very kindly and professionally too. Our managers then blamed her saying that she was harassing him and started belittling her in front of an entire store full of customers. She eventually said "f**k this" and walked out.
3 Owls In A Coat 2 years ago
Good! She was clearly under appreciated and her management was garbage.
#20
When I was 12 we were playing some sort of bingo game in my German class. I realised I had written it in the front of my workbook and not the back like I was meant to, so stupid naive me started copying out the game in the back of the book, exactly as I had it in the front. Teacher saw and started yelling at me for cheating in front of the whole class, and just yelled more when I tried to defend myself. I was the type who never got in trouble, so getting accused of cheating when I hadn't done anything was rough for 12-year-old me.
Teacher was a c**t.
DuchessDegu 2 years ago
Oh that reminded me in HS when a colleague and me were suspended from that horrible teacher#s classes FOR THE REST OF THE YEAR because that colleague asked me to review her assignment before she handed it in to the teacher - she had very poor marks already for that quarter because of her spelling - she was dyslexic but to the teacher she was just "lazy" and "cheating".
#21
I used to lie for my sister all the time when she’d sneak out to hang out with her ex. The ONE time I did the same, she snitched on me and I got my a*s handled by my mother
#22
My brother breaking my Lego spaceship when I was 9 I spent four weeks building it. It was a meter long masterpiece by nine year old construction standards. And he dissasembled it down to the last piece then built a cube in such a way that removing the pieces would be both tedious and painful.
#23
When I asked for my in-laws blessing before asking my wife to marry me. They treated it like a joke and said sarcastically, "No." I knew that I had their support, but it was an important moment for me that I wanted to be treated seriously. You only get one shot at some life events.
#24
5th grade track and field day. I won the high jump. Some time later our gym teacher is announcing the winners and says someone else in my class won.
No, the f**k he didn't. I say something and he said he'll look in to it. Eventually he just says there's nothing he can do. They had an award ceremony and my friend was awarded the medal. He gave it to me after, but still.
The real issue is, now in our 30s, my friend seems to have developed selective memory. He claims he has no memory of the incident. I told him everything that happened and he denies it. He now brags about winning the 5th grade high jump.
He's a f*****g liar.
EDIT: This got more attention than expected. Just to clear things up a bit, neither of us takes it seriously. It's just a funny thing between us.
Leoninus Fate 2 years ago
a 30 yr braging about a 5th grade jump? wow.... I won lot of art and since stuff in high school and grade but i don't even talk about it
#25
How a girl said "I don't date black guys" when she just meant "I don't wanna date you."
Amy Taylor 2 years ago
That's a pretty shitty thing to say. Period. I've had to let a guy or few down easy in my dating days, but their feelings not being hurt in any way was always my #1 priority, It takes a lot of courage to ask someone out.
#26
That one girl who borrowed my fav. nintendo 64 game and moved away from the city the next day. Never saw the game again.
3 Owls In A Coat 2 years ago (edited)
I once moved to a big city - at my going-away party the night before, I won $20 over a betting game we played. Every dollar counts when you’re moving to Vancouver so I was happy. A guy convinced me to give him the $20 so he could go buy us all some marijuana (legal here). He disappeared and never came back. Next morning, 5am, my last stop before leaving town was his house, he didn’t answer the door and to this day has never replied to my messages. Russel, wherever you are, screw you 😂
#27
Went to pick up my gf for 10 days at a couples only resort. She informed me she had cheated and wasn't going. Flew first class by myself and spent 10 days alone at a couples only resort.
Amy Taylor 2 years ago
I would've brought my best friend!! People always think we're a couple anyway, lol
#28
I thought being good at your job and having a strong work ethic > social skills and office politics. Boy was I wrong, I'm salty more at myself, I could have been way further ahead in life if I'd just would have actually invested in networking and developing better people skills. I was too stubborn, I refused to play the game, but I was still a part of it.
TheAquarius1978 2 years ago
Nop mate, that doesn't happen anywhere, i Also found that out, but i refuse to give in, alas being a good worker its not as good as being a good a*s kisser.
#29
My then girlfriend and I threw a party around an event in the spring and I worked really hard on getting a nice snack spread prepared and set out for everyone that took all the guests dietary restrictions and preferences into account, and I had a roll of paper towels out for people to use if they needed to wipe anything up or for whatever.
So one of the guests notices the paper towels and asks if we have any napkins and, since I was pretty sure we did, I said "yeah, I think there might be some-" and she cuts me off and goes "oh, you just don't bring those out for your guests?"
I realize she was just having a hard day or something and I shouldn't still be upset about it, but I put a really high priority on being a good host so I still sometimes feel bad about this/frustrated with her impoliteness even now.
Julie Schulz 2 years ago
I've learned that some people will complain about anything because that's just how they are. Take satisfaction in knowing that you did a wonderful party and let the other sh*t roll off.
#30
I pulled into a parking lot and saw one space available. I turned into the spot and there was a guy who had apparently just got into his truck (to leave) directly opposite where I just pulled into. Basically he wanted to use the empty spot to pull through and out of the parking lot and because I parked there he had to back up and pull out instead. He laid on his horn and flipped me off as I was getting out of my car. I just walked away but it still annoys me to think about.
What do you think ?
Bob La Capra 2 years ago
When I was 17, my dog was hit by a car. Not too badly injured. My grandfather, uncle and I took him to the vet because my father was at work. I called the vet during lunch break at school the next day to see how my dog was doing and was told that my father had called earlier that morning and told them to euthanize the dog.
Gwyn 2 years ago (edited)
When I was 6/7 my aunt's family were visiting (from several states away). My two aunts brought their kids to our place to swim. My cousin and I share a birthday, which was the next day. They showed up with presents and cake for my cousin only. I sat there while they had birthday party, opened presents, had a huge cake and sang the birthday song to her, etc. Mom reminds them it's my birthday too, and I get a cursory "oh, Happy Birthday" and they just go on like it was never mentioned, no apology, no realizing how I must feel, nothing. I didn't care about the presents, I just felt like no one there even cared I existed. I hated being with them every time they came to visit from then on. It could have been so different... It could have been a fun double party we bonded over. They could have given her gifts later. This was when I realized these two aunts treated their kids like they were the elite and treated their 7 brothers kids like they were inferior. Haven't spoken in 20 years now, no regrets.
wifeofweasley 2 years ago
I started working at the age of 16. I saved up a s**t tone of money to get my driving licence (which costs A LOT where I live) I passed both tests on first try. A year prior my rich a*s grandpa said he'd get me my first car. He didn't. In fact he just doesn't care for me at all (not even called for my 18th or 21st Bday). Now my brother is trying to get his licence (and is failing) and my grandpa is all about getting him his first car no matter how long it takes. I now have a nice company car I don't have to pay for and my bro is still riding the bus so it all worked out but I'm still mad.
Jack S 2 years ago
The time I did a really good still life drawing of a classmate in pen because I forgot my pencil case. Was super proud of it and couldn't wait to show my mum when she got home. When I did show it to her, she laughed and said "yeah right, who'd you steal that off?". I was so hurt by that I screwed up the drawing and threw it in the bin. Haven't tried drawing since.
Pumpkin Spice 2 years ago
Please draw again. Your mom was a butthead and you gave her exactly what she wanted. Art's meant to be your own. I'd love to see your drawings sometime, if you ever start again. Don't let her control you anymore, Jack, you're a good artist. Don't give up on things you love because someone else (your asshat mom) doesn't think you're capable :).
Load More Replies... Amy Taylor 2 years ago
I have one that happened in 2001 I'm still bitter about.. lol I had just gotten married that year and a few months later was in a bad car accident. Then 9/11 happened a week later. I was pretty fragile, so very sensitive. My in-laws decided to treat us to a family snowboarding vacation to Sun Valley, ID. We drove from Los Angeles for several hours over a few days. My selfish brother in law got there before we did. There were 3 rooms. 1 , a master bedroom for the parents, and 2 other rooms. 1 with a queen bed and the other with 2 single beds. Guess which room he set up camp in? He was there by himself and took the queen bed room. Leaving the 2 single beds to me and my new husband. He argued that he got there first.. My husband was livid. I was recovering from an accident and needed my husband's help getting in and out of bed, and hello? We're newlyweds...this isn't I Love Lucy!!! We wanted to share a bed!! His parents didn't even back us up either. A*****e.
Gwyn 2 years ago (edited)
You were in the right and the parents should have made him move. I hope karma gets him back for it!
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Jasam Nitko 2 years ago
I spent my 10th birthday at the hospital. No problem, that was where I needed to be. My mom could not stay with me, she had to work. No problem, I understood the importance of work. As an adult I mentioned spending my 10th at the hospital, and mom denied it. She even went as long as telling me the details of... My 11th birthday party. Mom is a chef, I have the salt.
Katie Lutesinger 2 years ago
When I was about seven or eight years old one of my teachers decided she didn't like me, so she took every opportunity to bully and humiliate me in front of everyone. The worst of the lot was when I made an honest mistake and she *knew* it was an honest mistake, but she still forced me to stand up in front of the entire year and apologise. After about a year of this I told my mother in all seriousness that I was going to kill myself, and was 100% convinced that if I died nobody would even care. My mother of course freaked out and got me out of that horrible school, but the teacher went completely unpunished. Wherever you are now, Tracey Webb, I hope you're f*****g proud of yourself. You successfully destroyed an autistic little girl's self esteem to the point that she wanted to DIE and still has issues to this day. You evil old b***h from hell.
Andy Frobig 2 years ago
My grandmother died when I was 19, and left me money for a car. I only had a bike at the time to get to work, partly on a 4-lane highway. I lived with my mother at the time, about two miles from work. When the will was settled and I got my inheritance (about $1000), Mom took me car shopping and we found a '74 VW Beetle (this was 1987 so it wasn't an antique yet) at a dealership. I bought it, and the salesman said they'd take care of the paperwork and let me know when it was ready. They called a few days later, and I asked Mom to take me to pick it up. Nope, she had to work late. Every night for a week. This all happened in January. So, a week after my car was ready, I was riding to work on the shoulder of that big highway, about 5:45 in the morning, and it was snowing. Suddenly I saw headlight beams going by me on both sides of my bike, and a second later I got hit by a car & landed in a snowbank. Nobody stopped. So I almost died because Mom couldn't leave work on time.
Peppy Piplup 2 years ago (edited)
Year 7, Catholic primary school, we had to write a paper about what we did on our Confirmation Day. I didn't write much about the actual event in the church, number one, because it was boring and number two, I didn't remember much about it, it was that boring. So I wrote a paragraph on it, and the rest was about the actual fun stuff I did that day, mainly the party, spending time with my family, the excitement of getting ready for the ceremony, the cake etc. In my free time that day, I also used my free time to finish making a small Fennekin sock plush because at the time I had started a new hobby of making handsewn Pokémon plushies. I was really proud of it so I thought it was worth writing about. My Teacher stood me up in front of the class and yelled at me for not writing enough about the ceremony. I still remember her yelling "You wrote more about your toy fox than the entire ceremony!"
Poppy 2 years ago
My family like reading books a lot and my dad and my sister used to read to me when I was little. I'd had The Hobbit and Lord of the Rings read to me several times by the time I went to school. I'd picked up the love of reading too and being a little loner I just read a lot at home. I'm in junior school when this takes place but the class is reading 101 Dalmatians. We were asked to read silently to ourselves and then afterwards the teacher asked us all how many pages we'd read. My classmates typically only read a small number of pages whereas I had read through a lot. I got called a liar and in trouble for cheating in class because of this. It still pisses me off today that because my reading ability was far better than anyone else's at the time I got punished for it!
Donna Cheung 2 years ago
I was about 10, 11 years old and had to hand in an art assignment drawing a clown. I made a drawing of a sad clown crying. My teacher failed my assignment. When I asked her why (you normally won't fail an ART assignment unless you don't have it in), she said that clowns must smile or laugh; they can't be sad and and cry. It's been more than 20 years and I'm still salty about it. Made me pretty much lose all interest in art lessons after that.
Diane Aguilar 1 year ago
Your art teacher was a moron and not fit for teaching the subject; perhaps you should pick up art classes again now that you're an adult and can presumably find teachers who actually have a passion for the subject and not the baby-level b.s. of that other art teacher. BTW, if you ever run into your old art teacher on social media you should send her a YouTube link to the Smokey Robinson and the Miracles classic "Tears Of A Clown" and say it's from me, and that if I had been in that class as a ten-year-old I would've pointed out the existence of that song.
Load More Replies... Elizabeth 2 years ago
In Beginning Cooking class my junior year of high school, we needed to make eggs two ways. I’m an awful chef (which begs the question of why I took cooking classes 2yrs in a row, but I digress) and I never cooked at home, except for one thing: scrambled eggs. I had been making scrambled eggs since I was a little kid (it was actually the first thing I ever learned to cook). So, for class, I made scrambled eggs the same way I’ve always done it. I. Got. An. F! Apparently, scrambled eggs aren’t supposed to be broken up in the pan, noooooo they have to look like little intact omelettes! I was so mad that I spent the day asking everyone I came across how they take their scrambled eggs, and spoiler alert, only one person said that their mom eats them the omelet way, everyone else answered "broken up". And, to rub further salt in the wound, my family went to Denny's a few days later and guess how my eggs were served? Broken up. It’s been over 6 years and I'm still mad.
Tracy Wallick 2 years ago (edited)
I remain 100% convinced that Blizzard ripped off my Overwatch character design, but because the website it was on has long since imploded, I have no way to prove it. I designed, wrote for and even commissioned artwork of a tall, red-haired Irish doctor in his late 40s who spoke Gaeilge... and months later, who should come out as an official charcter but Moira, a tall, red-haired Irish doctor in her late 40s who spoke Gaeilge. That same character was designed to be a tanky support who could grant armor to fully-healed allies, only used melee weapons, and was specifically designed to support an existing, well-known unit in Overwatch lore.... then a few months after Moira, they release Brigitte, a tanky support who could grant armor to fully-healed allies, only used melee weapons, and was specifically designed to support an existing, well-known unit in Overwatch lore. I'm still salty af about it, all the more so that I can't prove it and do something about it.
Vix Spiderthrust 2 years ago
More than once, being told off for hitting someone who'd hit me first. F**k off, teach, who else is going to protect me? Not you...
Vix Spiderthrust 2 years ago
Oh, oh, oh! The supply teacher who made me go back to the library and pick a book from the "rated for 10 year olds" range when I'd been freely reading whatever I liked for MONTHS. I read that book three times in the space of twenty minutes and she told me off for looking bored. Of course I was f*****g bored, you dozy tart, I was halfway through The Shining before you made me read this arsewash.
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Jiji The Cat 2 years ago
Both of these are from the same person: I was reading on the playground, and she started throwing pebbles at me. It's not enough to hurt badly, but it's still kind of painful. One got in my eye, and I asked her politely to stop, but she pulled faces at me and continued. I continued asking her to stop, and then I put my book down and yelled "STOP" at the top of my lungs. She told the teacher on duty I yelled at her, and the teacher told me to "be more respectful, and I could have said stop politely." I would have gotten detention but my parents yelled at the teacher on duty for me, so I didn't :). next story in replies because I ran out of room
Jiji The Cat 2 years ago
So the second memory goes like this: me and this same girl (I will call her "E") were playing spies. E suggested we roll up Easter egg foil and put it in our ears to imitate earpieces. It was very fun, except I couldn't get mine out, and kept on pushing it further in. i had to go home early, then go to the hospital, and i had to get laughing gas and stay overnight because it hurt too much to take out otherwise. Next Monday, I went back to school and let her know that I had to go to hospital because of her, and what did she say? "That wasn't me, that was Maggie (another one of our friends)." I was in Grade 3 at the time, so not a forgetful kindergartener, and I was sure it was her. Another time one of my books went missing, but we had stopped being friends at that point so I was sure it was her. Luckily, she moved schools the next year and I've never seen her again
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Heather Menard 2 years ago
Mine was on my fifth birthday I was given a little money by the grandparents and was taken to the movie theater with my sister to see snow white and the seven dwarfs. My mother made me pay for my sister's movie ticket.
Hatred Pony 2 years ago
My mom was a narcissist and I was her scapegoat child. At 14 she decided she had had enough of my "behavioural problems" (talking back to an obviously shitty and unfair mom, bad grades in school because of my s**t home life). She sent me to live at a Children's Home, away from anyone I knew. Within the first 2 weeks of me being there, her, my siblings and my sister's boyfriend all go to Discovery Cove without me. She says it was because I was misbehaving in the home, I asked her what teenage girl wouldn't act out if they were ripped away from everything they knew without warning. She's never had a response but as far as I know, that Discovery Cove souvenir picture still hangs in her home. She's an awful human being and I have not spoken to her in years because of the many other messed up things she has done to me.
ItsJess 2 years ago
I never thought of myself as a person who holds a grudge until I tried to think of something I'm still salty about and I ended up narrowing it down to two things-one when I was a child: Super Mario 3 had just come out, I lent a girl at school the strategy guide, which was practically new, and she didn't give it back for months and when she did, it was completely trashed- ripped, taped together, the pages looked like they'd been through a garbage disposal. For recent: my work performance suffered for a bit after a sudden illness and death in the family that had cataclysmic effects on my life and others in my immediate circle. My coworkers, including my boss, staged a kind of intervention at the end of a workday where they got together and told me that I was moving too slowly and spending too much time with my patients (bc I'd been taking care of them for over a decade and they all knew what had happened; they were, very kindly, concerned for me).
ItsJess 2 years ago
Instead, boss and coworkers wanted me to be like the new girl they hired who could churn through patients like a beaver through wood, like an assembly line. "Why can't you be more like her?". Never mind that I was a dedicated employee who regularly went above and beyond, did everything outside my job description I was asked to do, never complained, never took time off, and never asked for more. It didn't matter that I had been there for years and had eased a difficult transition in the office. The first time I went through something difficult, they ganged up on me and wanted me to be more like the new girl. The new girl, who could do no wrong, quit about a month after this "intervention". I finally had had enough and quit myself during Covid. Never been happier, in a great place now where I feel valued.
Load More Replies... JMil 2 years ago
There is a good number of video game posts here, I'll share mine. I was a Sega fan boy and my sociopath "friend" stole my (now) classic Sega collection (Genesis, Sega CD, 32X, and a massive collection of games, many rare) This was in high school, it was tucked away in my closet by then, and knowing this a$$ I'm sure he bought drugs with the proceeds. At first I wasn't sure what happened to it. Then, he stole my Dreamcast and the game collection (this was 100% confirmed by an accomplice) and it fully dawned on me, from vague suspicion to near certainty, what had happened. The really upsetting thing is that he acted like nothing happened. Just ripped me off and acted completely normal. Total sociopath. Ended up becoming a heroine addict (and his SO died from an overdose, many people including myself place some blame on him for dragging her into that lifestyle, I knew her before that and it was not her style). Super bitter about how all this played out, beginning about 20 years ago.
Huddo's sister 2 years ago
I got an omnibus of all the Jane Austen novels, with gold edged pages, for my 21st birthday. My sister scratched her name into the top edge of the pages. She denies it even though it was clearly her name. Still angry about it 11 years later!
Bob La Capra 2 years ago
When I was 17, my dog was hit by a car. Not too badly injured. My grandfather, uncle and I took him to the vet because my father was at work. I called the vet during lunch break at school the next day to see how my dog was doing and was told that my father had called earlier that morning and told them to euthanize the dog.
Gwyn 2 years ago (edited)
When I was 6/7 my aunt's family were visiting (from several states away). My two aunts brought their kids to our place to swim. My cousin and I share a birthday, which was the next day. They showed up with presents and cake for my cousin only. I sat there while they had birthday party, opened presents, had a huge cake and sang the birthday song to her, etc. Mom reminds them it's my birthday too, and I get a cursory "oh, Happy Birthday" and they just go on like it was never mentioned, no apology, no realizing how I must feel, nothing. I didn't care about the presents, I just felt like no one there even cared I existed. I hated being with them every time they came to visit from then on. It could have been so different... It could have been a fun double party we bonded over. They could have given her gifts later. This was when I realized these two aunts treated their kids like they were the elite and treated their 7 brothers kids like they were inferior. Haven't spoken in 20 years now, no regrets.
wifeofweasley 2 years ago
I started working at the age of 16. I saved up a s**t tone of money to get my driving licence (which costs A LOT where I live) I passed both tests on first try. A year prior my rich a*s grandpa said he'd get me my first car. He didn't. In fact he just doesn't care for me at all (not even called for my 18th or 21st Bday). Now my brother is trying to get his licence (and is failing) and my grandpa is all about getting him his first car no matter how long it takes. I now have a nice company car I don't have to pay for and my bro is still riding the bus so it all worked out but I'm still mad.
Jack S 2 years ago
The time I did a really good still life drawing of a classmate in pen because I forgot my pencil case. Was super proud of it and couldn't wait to show my mum when she got home. When I did show it to her, she laughed and said "yeah right, who'd you steal that off?". I was so hurt by that I screwed up the drawing and threw it in the bin. Haven't tried drawing since.
Pumpkin Spice 2 years ago
Please draw again. Your mom was a butthead and you gave her exactly what she wanted. Art's meant to be your own. I'd love to see your drawings sometime, if you ever start again. Don't let her control you anymore, Jack, you're a good artist. Don't give up on things you love because someone else (your asshat mom) doesn't think you're capable :).
Load More Replies... Amy Taylor 2 years ago
I have one that happened in 2001 I'm still bitter about.. lol I had just gotten married that year and a few months later was in a bad car accident. Then 9/11 happened a week later. I was pretty fragile, so very sensitive. My in-laws decided to treat us to a family snowboarding vacation to Sun Valley, ID. We drove from Los Angeles for several hours over a few days. My selfish brother in law got there before we did. There were 3 rooms. 1 , a master bedroom for the parents, and 2 other rooms. 1 with a queen bed and the other with 2 single beds. Guess which room he set up camp in? He was there by himself and took the queen bed room. Leaving the 2 single beds to me and my new husband. He argued that he got there first.. My husband was livid. I was recovering from an accident and needed my husband's help getting in and out of bed, and hello? We're newlyweds...this isn't I Love Lucy!!! We wanted to share a bed!! His parents didn't even back us up either. A*****e.
Gwyn 2 years ago (edited)
You were in the right and the parents should have made him move. I hope karma gets him back for it!
Load More Replies... Jasam Nitko 2 years ago
I spent my 10th birthday at the hospital. No problem, that was where I needed to be. My mom could not stay with me, she had to work. No problem, I understood the importance of work. As an adult I mentioned spending my 10th at the hospital, and mom denied it. She even went as long as telling me the details of... My 11th birthday party. Mom is a chef, I have the salt.
Katie Lutesinger 2 years ago
When I was about seven or eight years old one of my teachers decided she didn't like me, so she took every opportunity to bully and humiliate me in front of everyone. The worst of the lot was when I made an honest mistake and she *knew* it was an honest mistake, but she still forced me to stand up in front of the entire year and apologise. After about a year of this I told my mother in all seriousness that I was going to kill myself, and was 100% convinced that if I died nobody would even care. My mother of course freaked out and got me out of that horrible school, but the teacher went completely unpunished. Wherever you are now, Tracey Webb, I hope you're f*****g proud of yourself. You successfully destroyed an autistic little girl's self esteem to the point that she wanted to DIE and still has issues to this day. You evil old b***h from hell.
Andy Frobig 2 years ago
My grandmother died when I was 19, and left me money for a car. I only had a bike at the time to get to work, partly on a 4-lane highway. I lived with my mother at the time, about two miles from work. When the will was settled and I got my inheritance (about $1000), Mom took me car shopping and we found a '74 VW Beetle (this was 1987 so it wasn't an antique yet) at a dealership. I bought it, and the salesman said they'd take care of the paperwork and let me know when it was ready. They called a few days later, and I asked Mom to take me to pick it up. Nope, she had to work late. Every night for a week. This all happened in January. So, a week after my car was ready, I was riding to work on the shoulder of that big highway, about 5:45 in the morning, and it was snowing. Suddenly I saw headlight beams going by me on both sides of my bike, and a second later I got hit by a car & landed in a snowbank. Nobody stopped. So I almost died because Mom couldn't leave work on time.
Peppy Piplup 2 years ago (edited)
Year 7, Catholic primary school, we had to write a paper about what we did on our Confirmation Day. I didn't write much about the actual event in the church, number one, because it was boring and number two, I didn't remember much about it, it was that boring. So I wrote a paragraph on it, and the rest was about the actual fun stuff I did that day, mainly the party, spending time with my family, the excitement of getting ready for the ceremony, the cake etc. In my free time that day, I also used my free time to finish making a small Fennekin sock plush because at the time I had started a new hobby of making handsewn Pokémon plushies. I was really proud of it so I thought it was worth writing about. My Teacher stood me up in front of the class and yelled at me for not writing enough about the ceremony. I still remember her yelling "You wrote more about your toy fox than the entire ceremony!"
Poppy 2 years ago
My family like reading books a lot and my dad and my sister used to read to me when I was little. I'd had The Hobbit and Lord of the Rings read to me several times by the time I went to school. I'd picked up the love of reading too and being a little loner I just read a lot at home. I'm in junior school when this takes place but the class is reading 101 Dalmatians. We were asked to read silently to ourselves and then afterwards the teacher asked us all how many pages we'd read. My classmates typically only read a small number of pages whereas I had read through a lot. I got called a liar and in trouble for cheating in class because of this. It still pisses me off today that because my reading ability was far better than anyone else's at the time I got punished for it!
Donna Cheung 2 years ago
I was about 10, 11 years old and had to hand in an art assignment drawing a clown. I made a drawing of a sad clown crying. My teacher failed my assignment. When I asked her why (you normally won't fail an ART assignment unless you don't have it in), she said that clowns must smile or laugh; they can't be sad and and cry. It's been more than 20 years and I'm still salty about it. Made me pretty much lose all interest in art lessons after that.
Diane Aguilar 1 year ago
Your art teacher was a moron and not fit for teaching the subject; perhaps you should pick up art classes again now that you're an adult and can presumably find teachers who actually have a passion for the subject and not the baby-level b.s. of that other art teacher. BTW, if you ever run into your old art teacher on social media you should send her a YouTube link to the Smokey Robinson and the Miracles classic "Tears Of A Clown" and say it's from me, and that if I had been in that class as a ten-year-old I would've pointed out the existence of that song.
Load More Replies... Elizabeth 2 years ago
In Beginning Cooking class my junior year of high school, we needed to make eggs two ways. I’m an awful chef (which begs the question of why I took cooking classes 2yrs in a row, but I digress) and I never cooked at home, except for one thing: scrambled eggs. I had been making scrambled eggs since I was a little kid (it was actually the first thing I ever learned to cook). So, for class, I made scrambled eggs the same way I’ve always done it. I. Got. An. F! Apparently, scrambled eggs aren’t supposed to be broken up in the pan, noooooo they have to look like little intact omelettes! I was so mad that I spent the day asking everyone I came across how they take their scrambled eggs, and spoiler alert, only one person said that their mom eats them the omelet way, everyone else answered "broken up". And, to rub further salt in the wound, my family went to Denny's a few days later and guess how my eggs were served? Broken up. It’s been over 6 years and I'm still mad.
Tracy Wallick 2 years ago (edited)
I remain 100% convinced that Blizzard ripped off my Overwatch character design, but because the website it was on has long since imploded, I have no way to prove it. I designed, wrote for and even commissioned artwork of a tall, red-haired Irish doctor in his late 40s who spoke Gaeilge... and months later, who should come out as an official charcter but Moira, a tall, red-haired Irish doctor in her late 40s who spoke Gaeilge. That same character was designed to be a tanky support who could grant armor to fully-healed allies, only used melee weapons, and was specifically designed to support an existing, well-known unit in Overwatch lore.... then a few months after Moira, they release Brigitte, a tanky support who could grant armor to fully-healed allies, only used melee weapons, and was specifically designed to support an existing, well-known unit in Overwatch lore. I'm still salty af about it, all the more so that I can't prove it and do something about it.
Vix Spiderthrust 2 years ago
More than once, being told off for hitting someone who'd hit me first. F**k off, teach, who else is going to protect me? Not you...
Vix Spiderthrust 2 years ago
Oh, oh, oh! The supply teacher who made me go back to the library and pick a book from the "rated for 10 year olds" range when I'd been freely reading whatever I liked for MONTHS. I read that book three times in the space of twenty minutes and she told me off for looking bored. Of course I was f*****g bored, you dozy tart, I was halfway through The Shining before you made me read this arsewash.
Load More Replies... Jiji The Cat 2 years ago
Both of these are from the same person: I was reading on the playground, and she started throwing pebbles at me. It's not enough to hurt badly, but it's still kind of painful. One got in my eye, and I asked her politely to stop, but she pulled faces at me and continued. I continued asking her to stop, and then I put my book down and yelled "STOP" at the top of my lungs. She told the teacher on duty I yelled at her, and the teacher told me to "be more respectful, and I could have said stop politely." I would have gotten detention but my parents yelled at the teacher on duty for me, so I didn't :). next story in replies because I ran out of room
Jiji The Cat 2 years ago
So the second memory goes like this: me and this same girl (I will call her "E") were playing spies. E suggested we roll up Easter egg foil and put it in our ears to imitate earpieces. It was very fun, except I couldn't get mine out, and kept on pushing it further in. i had to go home early, then go to the hospital, and i had to get laughing gas and stay overnight because it hurt too much to take out otherwise. Next Monday, I went back to school and let her know that I had to go to hospital because of her, and what did she say? "That wasn't me, that was Maggie (another one of our friends)." I was in Grade 3 at the time, so not a forgetful kindergartener, and I was sure it was her. Another time one of my books went missing, but we had stopped being friends at that point so I was sure it was her. Luckily, she moved schools the next year and I've never seen her again
Load More Replies... Heather Menard 2 years ago
Mine was on my fifth birthday I was given a little money by the grandparents and was taken to the movie theater with my sister to see snow white and the seven dwarfs. My mother made me pay for my sister's movie ticket.
Hatred Pony 2 years ago
My mom was a narcissist and I was her scapegoat child. At 14 she decided she had had enough of my "behavioural problems" (talking back to an obviously shitty and unfair mom, bad grades in school because of my s**t home life). She sent me to live at a Children's Home, away from anyone I knew. Within the first 2 weeks of me being there, her, my siblings and my sister's boyfriend all go to Discovery Cove without me. She says it was because I was misbehaving in the home, I asked her what teenage girl wouldn't act out if they were ripped away from everything they knew without warning. She's never had a response but as far as I know, that Discovery Cove souvenir picture still hangs in her home. She's an awful human being and I have not spoken to her in years because of the many other messed up things she has done to me.
ItsJess 2 years ago
I never thought of myself as a person who holds a grudge until I tried to think of something I'm still salty about and I ended up narrowing it down to two things-one when I was a child: Super Mario 3 had just come out, I lent a girl at school the strategy guide, which was practically new, and she didn't give it back for months and when she did, it was completely trashed- ripped, taped together, the pages looked like they'd been through a garbage disposal. For recent: my work performance suffered for a bit after a sudden illness and death in the family that had cataclysmic effects on my life and others in my immediate circle. My coworkers, including my boss, staged a kind of intervention at the end of a workday where they got together and told me that I was moving too slowly and spending too much time with my patients (bc I'd been taking care of them for over a decade and they all knew what had happened; they were, very kindly, concerned for me).
ItsJess 2 years ago
Instead, boss and coworkers wanted me to be like the new girl they hired who could churn through patients like a beaver through wood, like an assembly line. "Why can't you be more like her?". Never mind that I was a dedicated employee who regularly went above and beyond, did everything outside my job description I was asked to do, never complained, never took time off, and never asked for more. It didn't matter that I had been there for years and had eased a difficult transition in the office. The first time I went through something difficult, they ganged up on me and wanted me to be more like the new girl. The new girl, who could do no wrong, quit about a month after this "intervention". I finally had had enough and quit myself during Covid. Never been happier, in a great place now where I feel valued.
Load More Replies... JMil 2 years ago
There is a good number of video game posts here, I'll share mine. I was a Sega fan boy and my sociopath "friend" stole my (now) classic Sega collection (Genesis, Sega CD, 32X, and a massive collection of games, many rare) This was in high school, it was tucked away in my closet by then, and knowing this a$$ I'm sure he bought drugs with the proceeds. At first I wasn't sure what happened to it. Then, he stole my Dreamcast and the game collection (this was 100% confirmed by an accomplice) and it fully dawned on me, from vague suspicion to near certainty, what had happened. The really upsetting thing is that he acted like nothing happened. Just ripped me off and acted completely normal. Total sociopath. Ended up becoming a heroine addict (and his SO died from an overdose, many people including myself place some blame on him for dragging her into that lifestyle, I knew her before that and it was not her style). Super bitter about how all this played out, beginning about 20 years ago.
Huddo's sister 2 years ago
I got an omnibus of all the Jane Austen novels, with gold edged pages, for my 21st birthday. My sister scratched her name into the top edge of the pages. She denies it even though it was clearly her name. Still angry about it 11 years later!
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