"I Hope It Was An Expensive Repair Bill": 57 Times People Served Petty Karma And It Was Glorious

Not hating one of my exes. She literally thrives on hate, and basically ignoring her drove her completely insane. Very satisfying.

I took everything my ex could throw my way with a smile. I told my little girl it was fine and some day she would understand. She's almost 30 and has minimal contact with her mother. I started my day with her and my 2 grandchildren and a parade food and live music at the park and then some carnival rides. I played the long game and won.

One time, my roommate decided to just move his brother in. I caught them on video stealing money and my Adderall, so I called the cops. While they were in jail, I happened to find the brother’s car insurance certificate that had his bank’s name on it. Knowing he wasn’t working, I wondered if the bank was looking for the car to repossess it. So, I called them. While they didn’t give me any information about his account or its status, I told them if they were looking for the car, I knew where it was. They took that info. Later that night while I was sleeping, I heard a car alarm and looked out. A repo man was taking it away.

I drive a truck with good off-road suspension. Someone in a nice Mercedes sedan was heavily tailgating me through a section of road that has a few unexpected speed bumps. I did not slow down for these speed bumps and since they were following so close, neither did they. I hope it was an expensive repair bill. I saw sparks, so they at least probably had to check their pants after.

My college roommate ate my clearly labeled birthday cake my mom mailed me. i waited two weeks then mailed his mom a very detailed letter about his browsing history. he cried. i regret nothing.

It wasn't revenge, really. But there was a guy who came in to my work and recognized me. He didn't look familiar, so I brought up different places that I'd worked that he might know me from. I think he didn't come out and say how he knew me because he was with a woman. As he walked out he told me his name. That's when it clicked, he was my ex-boyfriend!! It was an unintentional burn that he totally deserved!

I wrote a letter to my then-husband’s work wife/mistress (who had been trying to be my best friend) telling her that one day I hoped her heart would break as much as mine had. A few days later she had a massive heart attack and was out of work for a good 6 months. Bonus part was my ex was then convinced I was a witch and is scared of me to this day.

Incidentally, the only reason I was “blaming the other woman” was because she was going out of her way to manipulate me, and that was its own specific betrayal. I for sure put the entirety of the cheating blame on the guy who made a vow to me, just to be clear.

After being a****d for years by family members who adopted five of us, I started running away until I was sat in front of a judge. He ruled to place all of us in foster care, and the adopted family lost everything. They had to cut ties with their entire community (the church they belonged to for decades disowned them, they were forced to sell their business, and everyone they were very close with turned on them). They now live in a double-wide in the middle of nowhere with nothing to their names.

A coworker kept taking credit for my work, so I started documenting everything. The next time it happened, I had receipts. Watching management connect the dots was incredibly satisfying.

Man this is so small but it felt so good.

I was working as a contractor for a large concert, and I asked for one of the regular stagehands to hold a deck so I could loosen a nut and move it out of the way of the locking pin. The guy, like 70 years old said “nah you aint gotta f*****g do that just put the f*****g pin in”.

I said “Bolt is in the way. Hold this please”.

He followed: “I’ve been doing this since before you were born. When I speak, you f*****g listen to what i say. Do the s**t now and f*****g listen for a change”.

I said “I trust you, let’s do it your way”.

When I flipped the deck and it fell over, I called out: “Where’s that a*****e who doesn’t know how to put a deck together?” The 20 people who saw him be a d**k laughed at him so hard, and the foreman made him redo it.

Best part was when he asked me to hold the deck for him while he fixed it and I told him I was busy. Sorry bud.

Story from an old friend. On a summer in college he was hired as a postal worker in a drugstore (Canada) and the manager of this station was a horrible useless lady that did nothing and screwed all the workers on their shifts, she would cancel with like half an hour notice when they were already on the bus, try to cheat them of hours, blame them for losses, all of it. So a long weekend is coming up everyone but him had the weekend off or had quit so it was supposed to be my friend all long weekend. So c**ppy boss lady has a trailer and wants to go to her trailer early on the Thursday afternoon for the whole long weekend.

Friend isn't supposed to be in till three that afternoon, manager lady starts calling at 7AM, then 8, 9, 10, once an hour, Then every half hour, every 15 minutes. leaving messages like "wake up," Wakey wakey," stuff like that as she wants him to come in early. She called his place over thirty times.

So he gets up at 10, goes to the gym, does his stuff, and hops on the bus to go to work for his regular shift, on the bus he calls me to meet him there at just after three.

So he got there on time, she was freaking out at him, started screaming in front of a lineup of customers. He opens his backpack, slowly takes out his work shirt, folds it nicely, puts it on the counter and places his closer key on top. Tells her "F**k off, I quit" and walks out. She loses it screaming and tries to beg him to stay, offers him a raise, a gift card, everything she can think of but he just walks out.

He walks out, meets me and we go grab a coffee.
He totally screwed her, she was all alone all long weekend and ended up being fired after that for various reasons.

Living well. I’ve just focused on myself and my goals and my family while his life has circled the drain because of his poor decisions. Life and s****y people’s character end up getting revenge for you.

In maybe 5th or 6th grade during lunch, some jackwad pulled the chair out from me just as I was about to sit down. I fell flat on my a*s. The entire cafeteria laughed at me. I stood up ready to mad-cry embarrassed as hell when I looked over at the next table and saw him about to sit down. I reached over just as he was about put b**t to chair and whipped the chair out from under him, spun it over to my table, and sat down just as he landed a*s first on the cafeteria floor. And since now the entire school was looking at laughing at me even more people saw him eat it, so the laughter was twice as much.

I was walking alone down a highstreet on a night out in the UK and got punched on the sly by a soldier from scotland who it turns out was in basic training and was on their first weekend off. His friends apologised and explained he was a t**t as he run off up the road.

Punch didn't hurt as I saw it coming but I was annoyed all the same and carried on with my night.

I went for a kebab after the pub and went into the toilets and who do I find passed out on the floor, Scottish super soldier. I pissed all over him, collected my food and left. I did feel bad for the shop workers as it was a regular place I'd go to. This was in the 90s.

At 70+, the best revenge is reading their obituary.

I mixed a half-cup of sugar into a roommate's liquid bodywash because he never cleaned up after himself. After a week of him constantly feeling sticky and unclean, he became a neat freak and started taking better care of the apartment. Seeing the improvement, I tossed out his bodywash and replaced it with a new bottle.

I sent a glitter b**b marked personal and confidential to my former boss who was a p***k. Boom!

I once had my cell phone stolen from my locker at the YMCA (I forgot my lock that day). I went to the phone place, bought a new phone and arranged to have my phone number taken off the stolen phone and put on my new phone.

I started getting texts from the thief’s family, friends and girlfriend. I looked up my account and found out there were dozens of calls and hundreds of texts between the thief and family during the few days I didn’t have my phone.

The thief’s people continued to text me. I found out his first name, and proceeded to write a bunch of nasty texts during the middle of the night (I worked second shift hours at that time). I sent some insulting texts to the girlfriend, calling her all sorts of nasty names to the point where she was threatening to break up with the guy.

Finally, one guy calls, asking what the hell was going on. After first pretending to be the thief, I told the guy how the thief stole my phone, how I knew who he was and that I planned on ruining the a-hole’s social life for stealing my phone. The guy was all apologetic, saying he understood why I was angry with his friend, said they would talk with the guy and said they would stop contacting me. Never heard from them again.

I don't know if it counts as revenge, strictly speaking, but I was working at a regional airline and having lots of issues with my manager. I had been looking for a new job pretty much since I started there, and finally got hired by a major airline. When I put in my resignation letter, he seemed quite happy until I told him I'd been hired by a major airline, at which point he started frowning. I think he thought I'd been lying and was just going to a different regional carrier. I saw him at an industry conference a few years later and it was a VERY satisfying feeling to have him finally realize I'd been telling the truth.

Prevented them from getting hired where I work.