Passive Aggressive Ways People Got Revenge – Part 5

Tune in for more awesomely passive aggressive ways people got revenge!

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[iloveappleyoutube]

This series will never get old. It always gives me a good laugh

[UpNorth]

The walmart shopping cart dude is my personal hero ❤ I hate it when pple are being rude for absolutely no reason and his revenge was absolutely wonderful 😻❤️

[ThisNameIsUnaviable]

Lets admit guys, we never get bored of these revenge stories..

[kurtphinney]

About the folks who throw hissy fits about them being caught in the wrong seats, I once had someone sitting in mine, but having listened to Am I The Jerk and Be Amazed taught me to be nothing but polite, applying said knowledge earned me no problems, having said, “I do hate to bother you, but I believe your in my seat.”😊

[SphereShapeGD]

19:36 he should have said “Well he doesn’t have a booking for MY seat, but HE can sit in it, so I guess I can sit anywhere WITHOUT a ticket, and YOU said not even the POLICE can change that.”

[larissaallen]

I have a story of passive-aggressive revenge completed, not by myself, but rather by my son. For a little bit of background my son is very intelligent and this is not just a proud mama speaking. He can read and write in every computer language known to man. He's also one of those people that can look at a higher math equation and solve it on the spot without doing any of the work on the paper. Added to that he is kind of shy and a little bit awkward, this all meant that he was not at the height of popularity among his peers. He dealt with bullying throughout his school career, but during his freshman year of high school it was particularly bad primarily due to one individual. It got to the point that if my son complained the bully would somehow turn it back on him so that he would get in trouble rather than the bully. Now I, myself, am a pacifist & my husband and I tried very hard to teach our son to be the same. We tried to instill it in him to use his brain rather than his fists. Well, I must admit he took that lesson to heart. For their English class that year they had to make this big presentation for the final exam. To get through all of the students would take much more time than what was allowed during finals week so the teacher made a schedule of who was to present when, starting two weeks before the actual scheduled final. My son noticed that he was scheduled to present the week before finals, and his bully was scheduled for the last possible day. Ever the computer wiz, my son hacked into the teacher's online classroom and changed the date of his bully's presentation to the first possible day. He did this knowing that the bully choose to check the schedule again at any time, but he was betting on the chance that he wouldn't. It turned out my son was right, and on the first day of presentations the bully's name was called. He of course did not have anything ready. In fact, he had not even begun his project that was supposed to be a culmination of his work from the whole semester. The final was such a large portion of the grade & the bully had performed so poorly up to that point, there was no way he could pass. I didn't find out about this until years later, but I know my son took great satisfaction from watching the bully have to repeat freshman English.

[ashgreen]

I actually have a passive aggressive revenge story of my own:

My parents are divorced. While I usually lived with my mom, I use to spend the weekends with my dad. About four years ago, when I was 15, my dad’s neighbors first moved in. Now they have a Yorkshire terrier named Bambi. Back during this story, 7 month old Bambi would usually be left in their yard with a long leash, food, and water when Bambi’s owners had to leave him home alone for a short while. Now apparently, my stepmother didn’t like Bambi. One day I saw her put a letter in their mailbox, so I took it out and opened it. I won’t get into the details, but basically it said, “I don’t want to have to see your ugly dog, either stick him somewhere else or move away.” I did not like this one bit, so I decided to get petty. With consent from my neighbors, I took pictures of their puppy. I then printed these photos and when my stepmother and father left the house for date night, I taped the pictures all over the house. I did get grounded for three days, but I would say it was worth it.

[Phantom.Gaming]

These revenge stories never get old :)

[stacythomas]

One time my dad and I went to a grocery store that had a small and annoyingly busy parking lot. Some woman had decided to park in the driving lane right in front of the store entrance and just sit in her car waiting on whoever was inside shopping. Dad went up to her and asked her nicely to move, seeing that there were a lot of really unhappy people driving past and honking, or flipping her the bird. She refused so he told her "I am now not asking you to move, I am TELLING you to move, you are illegally obstructing the flow of traffic". She responded by throwing a half finished soda can at him through the window and telling him to F off. Dad just calmly walked back to his unmarked police car where I was waiting, and got on the radio. Not long after a tow truck and some backup that weren't wearing plain clothes arrived and she was arrested for obstructing traffic and assaulting a police officer, and her car got impounded. FYI assaulting an officer is automatically a minor felony at minimum and you can't get probation, you're going to jail.

[ResurrectedElvenMonk]

The lizard pizza, I guess you could say is...Cold Blooded..




Okay, I'll be on my way...

[SanveerRamterath]

Imagine getting teased in school for stuttering and later learning that the people who teased you have kids that stutter.

[cmanke]

My old neighbor once dumped her full litter box out her window into my yard. She left the window open and I took a shovel and gave it all back to her. I guess that's more active aggression.

[batcatowler]

That bucket kicker was just a bully. He definitely got what was coming to him! Lol😅

[malefujessie]

The sound effects got me cheeseing 0:01

[personagrata]

Oh I love the story of the guy who bumped himself up to first class. My story of would-be seat thieves happened when I was on vacation. I don't go on vacation much, but it had been like 5 years so I decided to take a nice trip to South America, and to really treat myself I purchased a business class window seat for the flight. It was the first time I had ever flown non-coach and I was enjoying the heck out of it. Then the passenger in the seat next to me came in, a pregnant woman. She smiled and made a few seconds of polite small talk, then hit me up with a request: her husband was on the flight and they had tried to book two seats together in business class, but the seats were all taken, and would I please be nice and swap seats with his coach seat?

Honestly, what I remember is being stunned that someone would even have the sense of entitlement to ask that question. I politely declined, which led to several minutes of her trying to guilt me into agreeing to what seemed to me to be a completely unfair request. It was their first child, she was nervous and wanted him nearby, etc. Eventually, after trying to be polite and saying no every time, I just turned towards the window and ignored her, but she wasn't having any of it. She flagged down a flight attendant and somehow convinced her to ask me, apparently hoping it would seem like an official airline request or something, but I declined again. After the attendant informed the woman that she couldn't force me to move the woman started raising her voice and saying some very unpleasant things about me but I put on my headphones and tuned her out.

She spent the rest of the flight staring daggers at me, but although I'm not a confrontational person I'm also have a bit of a bull dog in me: I rarely ever back down when I think I'm in the right so I ignored her and enjoyed the flight. When we landed and queued up to leave the plane a guy sitting on the other side of the plane said to me "It wasn't fair, she's a b*tch" loud enough for her to hear. I could see her shoulders tense (she was in line in front of us) but she didn't say anything else. When I've told this story people often ask if she offered to pay me the difference in ticket prices and the answer is that yes, she did. But with a personal check and only her word for how much they had paid for the coach ticket. But frankly, even if she had cash and the receipt I would have said no. I bought that ticket months in advance and checked into the airline site to pick out that specific seat. It's not my fault she and her husband waited until after everything had been purchased. If they wanted to sit together they should have planned better. And I'll also point out that not once did she go ask the person sitting next to her husband if he would like a free upgrade to business class so she could sit next to him, somehow she only considered business class to be acceptable to satisfy her "need" to be with her husband.

[Macokuvogel_Gaming]

Admit it, you laughed when he was talking about the mother who called the person with dwarfism “santa’s little elf” and he came along and said the kid was getting an iPad for Christmas.

[Masonthebaconhair]

These Revenge stories will never get old or obsolete.

[mandisaplaylist]

9:50 I had read a better one. The same situation but the guy collected the poop and then flung it onto the offender's roof. After a few years a sizable amount of poop had collected on the roof. The offender never noticed that, probably because the poop wasn't in a pile but rather relatively uniformly spread over the roof. Then a little bigger rain than usual came, poop on the roof got all wet and huuuush! It went crashing down onto the front lawn of the offender's house. Imagine the stench of a yard full of poop. And no way to figure out where the poop came from.

[raralabelle]

Love the first one, the theif dancing! And I showed this to my friends too! They love it! ❤

[myawelch]

I can relate to the cigarette smoker story. We used to have these neighbors who smoked pot I don’t know how often, but sometimes we wound walk into our bathroom (which was the room with a ventilation vent that I guess hooked upstairs? I’m not sure) and all we would smell was pot. That was always a nice welcome home surprise