30 Incidents From People’s Past That Were So Bitter That They Remember It To This Day

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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

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.

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

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.

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.

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.

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

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

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.

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.