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People share the creative, different and most necessary ways they get their revenge on the people that have wronged them. No matter how big or small, these individuals make sure they are satisfied with their revenge. The stories range from pizza delivery revenge to neighbor revenge.

Different stories, sometimes extreme and sometimes playful, see how far people are willing to take their revenge.

Best Tasting Calzone Ever
Best Tasting Calzone Ever

"I delivered pizzas for about a week for my best friend's shop. I was warned about a few customers, but one in particular was always rude to the drivers and never tipped. Lucky for me, I got to deliver his order of a single calzone, maybe $6 or $7 total, and he tried to pay with a $50 bill.

All the menus and the website prominently said nothing over a $20 bill for deliveries, and he'd been their customer long enough to know that.

But when I told him this while explaining how I didn't have enough change, he got extremely rude and was loud about how it's not his fault and that drivers should always carry enough money on them.

So I did what any person in that situation should do, and told him not to worry about it, and I'd pay for the order. For those few seconds he thought he'd won a free calzone by being rude- until I pulled it out and started eating it as I walked back to my car.

Of course he yelled at me the whole time I was walking, but wow if that wasn't the best tasting calzone ever."

Really Important Northface
Really Important Northface

"My little brother and his girlfriend came to stay at my house for the weekend, and the girlfriend was super self centered and obnoxious. When they left, she forgot her clothes and toiletries because she left them sprawled all over my bathroom.

About a week later, she and my brother moved into an apartment together. After he paid for the moving truck, deposit and utilities, she cheated on him with her ex and kicked him out of the apartment. This left him broke, homeless, and heart broken.

In the days after the breakup, she kept calling and emailing him several times per day, demanding that he ask me to ship her clothes and toiletries back to her ('I mean, it's really important. It's my NORTHFACE.') My brother called and pleaded with me to ship them to her so she would stop having a reason to contact him.

Being the loving sister that I am, I gathered up the 'Really Important Northface' sweatshirt, shorts, underwear, shampoo, conditioner, soap and razor. I folded everything nicely. I then wrote a nice note apologizing for taking so long to mail them to her, and let her know that I hope all is well. The note was written in permanent marker, and the paper happened to be resting on the 'Really Important Northface' when I wrote it. Unfortunately, the ink bled straight through the paper and onto the shirt. Also unfortunately, the shampoo, soap and conditioner caps were not tightly secured on their bottles, and the contents leaked out all over the clothes, further spreading the ink. The most unfortunate result, though, was that her razor didn't have any sort of protective cap or container and left little slashes all over the front of the 'Really Important Northface.'

She received the package, and my brother never heard from her again."

"I Look Him Right In The Eyes And Proceeded To Erase"

"During my freshman year of high school I was in a biology class that was made up of mainly juniors. This one guy, who sat next to me, would always be a jerk to me during class. I always did well on the tests so he would always look over and copy the answers from my scantron. I'm pretty sure he didn't realize that I knew he was cheating off of me. Well one day I got fed up with this guy messing with me and cheating off of me. So the next test comes around and sure enough he starts copying my answers. I finish the test and so does he. He gets up and turns his test in and comes back to his seat. I looked him in the eyes and proceeded to erase my entire scantron. I then retook the test, this time marking the correct answers. The look of panic in his eyes was so satisfying. He ended up making a 2% on that test and never cheated off me again."

Anything To Prove A Point
Anything To Prove A Point

"Roommate in college was disgustingly messy and just very rude. When I had the flu once, I had left a blanket and sweatshirt in the living room to keep warm.

Woke up to a text along the lines of 'You're a disgusting pig. The apartment is a disaster. Get all of your belongings out of the living area or we're going to have a problem.'

And honestly if she had nicely asked then fine. And if she weren't insanely messy then fine. But she had to lay into me.

She had forgotten that I had provided all of the furniture for our apartment. Couch, table, TV etc. All 'my belongings.'

So, while she was in class, I called up some friends on the football team that occasionally helped people move for spare cash. We loaded up every single piece of furniture onto their truck and just parked it a few blocks away on the street.

Cue my roommate coming home to an empty apartment. Screaming at me and calling me names. I just told her I was following her orders and I moved out 'all of my belongings.' She was dumbfounded and really had nothing to say.

Obviously brought the furniture back hours later. But certainly proved my point."

Evil Mom And Evil Son
Evil Mom And Evil Son

"I was a newly married lad. We purchased my grandparent’s house from their estate, as our first home. We didn’t have kids yet, so we both had full-time jobs and hectic schedules.

The First Incident: One day, I came home from work to find my dog out on her run, going nuts. She rarely barked, so I paused for a second, trying to find out was going on… and watched as a bright yellow sprinkler came flying over the fence. There was a bunch of stuff lying about my backyard, where the neighbor kid (let’s call him Evil Son) had been throwing it at my poor dog.

I walked next door, and banged on the neighbor’s door. The boy’s mother (let’s call her Evil Mom) came to the upstairs window (not even to the door) and yelled ‘what are you doing on my property?’ at me.

By the way, this is my very first interaction with this woman. I introduced myself, and tried to explain what was going on.

She immediately jumped to ‘do you have video of my son throwing stuff?’

Then, inexplicably, Evil Mom started blaming my wife and I. Saying that ‘if we weren’t such hermits, everyone wouldn’t hate us so much.’ Odd, all of my other neighbors waved when we went by… but we didn’t interact more than that. She was the only one I didn’t know. Anyhow, she went on, and it turned out that she was upset that I didn’t tell her that my grandmother had passed. Yeah… I hadn’t told someone I didn’t know about a family matter. Fine, whatever… I dropped the matter, and left.

The Second Incident: Shortly thereafter, I stopped working a regular 9-5, and started my own business, working out of my home. I noticed some mail went missing. One day, I see the mail truck go by, and put on shoes to go pick it up from the mailbox. When I get down there, I find the box empty, and Evil Mom walking away from it with my mail in hand.

I yell at her, and she drops it in a pile on her driveway. Proceeds to yell at me that it was blowing around her driveway, and that I should be more careful.

Yeah, so I call the cops. They are reluctant to do anything, since I didn’t actually see her take the mail from my mailbox, but they still go over to talk to her. I can hear her yelling at them from inside my house. The next day, she runs out and stands in front of my car, trying to confront me as I am leaving. I tell her in no uncertain terms that I am ok with running her over.

The Third Incident: A neighbor’s pet bunny went missing from its outdoor hutch. Another neighbor spots Evil Son down at the end of our cul-de-sac, looking suspicious. Bunny is found, strangled and mutilated, where Evil Son was seen. Cops are called, denials, the works.

The Fourth Incident: We were stripping and repainting our attached deck. I come home from work, and find a can of paint has been opened, and thrown across the deck, some furniture, and the side of the house. There are a few child-sized footprints through the paint. Cops come, but did not care.

The Fifth Incident: Evil Son is expelled from his elementary school. He was found with a ‘Kill List’ containing most of his classmates. This was not long after Columbine and similar incidents, so folks were sensitive about stuff like that.

The Sixth Incident: Evil Mom has an ‘extinction burst’, as they call it, blaming everyone for everything bad in her life. She puts fliers in everyone’s mailboxes, talking about a conspiracy against her. Did you know that that’s actually illegal, and punishable by fine? She does now…

The Seventh Incident: Evil Mom takes a different neighbor to task, out in the street. Turns out, she doesn’t have any friends, anymore. Other neighbors join the fracas, ganging up on her. Turns out her kid killing their rabbit, or her kid throwing rocks at their cars, and various other events, made her no friends.

The Eighth Incident: Evil Mom gets kicked out of a city alderman meeting, where she tried to have the entire neighborhood condemned for various imagined slights.

Results: So, after years of dealing with this woman’s antics, we prepared to move to a new house. We threw one last blow-out party, as one does. I get a little inebriated, and went on a rant about how little I was going to miss having that neighbor.

A friend decided that payback was in order, so we went down into the cellar, and perused my grandfather’s shelves of Stuff He Never Threw Away. Amongst it all was a bottle of weed killer. Great Depression era, block letters, ‘weed killer’. I have no idea what was in that stuff.

Now, this is where the story gets a little hazy. My friend disappeared for about an hour, and then was back, as if nothing ever happened. I never saw the bottle leave the shelf. But, a few days later, parts of Evil Mom's lawn started to turn brown and die. Big block letters spelled out ‘I am a witch’.

I ran into Evil Mom a week later, as I was getting my mail. Contractors were tearing up her lawn, laying down rolls of sod. She stomped over to me, and yelled at me about my other neighbor’s kids. She clearly saw them apply lighter fluid to her lawn, and light it on fire to burn the awful message into it.

Funny thing, whatever was done to her lawn, within a week sections of the new sod died, and the message reappeared (although blobby and illegible).

And I still have that yellow sprinkler."

Jigsaw Puzzle Revenge
Jigsaw Puzzle Revenge

"My roommate loved doing elaborate jigsaw puzzles. We weren't that close but I knew this about her, because she was constantly doing them in the living room. After I found out she cancelled our lease, leaving me 1 week to find a new place to live, I threw away 1 piece of two different puzzles she was working on."

"The Whole Class Was Staring In Disbelief"

"Many years ago while I was in high school, I would go off campus to lunch daily and return with a soda to class. A kid in my class seemed to think it was funny to swipe my drink when I wasn't looking. Well that got old after a while. I'm normally a Coke drinker but switched up my habits and started drinking Orange Crush to put a plan in action. After my new soda habit had clearly been established I went home one evening and loaded a water bottle with water and a healthy amount of Dave's Insanity Sauce to get the coloring approximately right. Next day I loaded my soda cup with the mixture on my return. The kid did not swipe it right away as usual; however, I had a presentation and there was an open seat at the front of the class right next to him. Perfect. I go up to do my report and place the cup at the open seat. Sure enough, shortly after I start he reaches for the cup. I'm dying inside but trying to keep a straight face and keep going. Kid starts slurping furiously from the cup and his reaction is delayed a few seconds. He screams, falls out of his chair and starts rolling around on the floor. The whole class is staring in disbelief, I'm busting up laughing. Good times."

He Paid Her Back In What?
He Paid Her Back In What?

"I used to work at a pizzeria. There was this one customer that everyone hated. She was very rude, complained about everything (every single order she ever received, she found something to complain about). And she wasn’t a normal customer, no, she would order essentially groceries from us by ordering disassembled sandwiches. For example, she’d order a chicken sandwich but with all of the ingredients separate and in particular amounts, with cutlery, butter, a side of grated cheese, 3 plates, oil and vinegar on the side, 'medium rare' toasted bread (whatever that means), extra packets of ranch, you get the idea. But because it was all technically part of a 'sandwich' she didn’t expect to be charged for any of the extras and would complain. She also refused to answer the door when delivery drivers got there and instead would leave the money in an envelope (exact change, no tip) under the doormat and wanted the driver to leave the food on her doorstep. She also had weird specifications about where the driver could park (never in her driveway, only on the street, even when it was raining or she’d complain). Also, she didn’t want them to announce their arrival in any way (no knocking, no ringing the bell, no beeping their car horns, they needed to be silent or she’d complain). Simply a nightmare, this woman. And every time she complained, she’d try to weasel some free stuff out of us for next time (because of course she would!)

Anyway, one day she says she needs the driver to make change and she wants him to just leave the change in the envelope and not take a tip because 'he gets paid already'. So I tell my driver this and he says 'ohhh I get paid, do I? No problem, I’ll take care of it.' He goes on the delivery and comes back pleased as punch, doesn’t say a word about how he 'took care of it'. I get distracted, keep working, 10 minutes later I get a phone call. It’s the crazy lady and she’s FURIOUS because apparently my driver left her the correct change of $5.85, in the envelope like she asked.....IN PENNIES.
Absolute genius. I had to put her on hold so I could laugh. I get back on the phone with her and I said 'ma’am, I think you’ll find that pennies are legal tender. There’s nothing I can do.' After explaining that I am, indeed, the manager and the highest authority present, she got fed up and hung up on me. That driver is still a king to me."

"Then I Pulled A List Of Names Out Of My Backpack"

"When I was a freshman in high school, I rode the school bus with the middle school and high school kids. We had this one little special snowflake on our bus that year who just didn't understand how the bus worked. He would get on the bus and try and sit with the high school kids and would harass the younger kids to try and get our attention. He would say all sorts of gross and nasty things to the girls on the bus and laugh thinking we would think he was cool. I kept telling this kid it wasn't cool and the only thing he was doing was ticking us off with his immaturity. Being a special snowflake he thought he just needed to up his antics. So one day, I’m sitting on the bus listening to my awesome CD player and trying to forget about the day I had. This kid had other ideas and decided to continue to harass a bunch of young girls on the bus. The words coming out of his mouth were so over the top and nasty that two of the girls started crying and that's when I had enough of this kid's issues. I told him very nicely to stop it or I would make him stop. He just smiled and turned around and continued to harass these girls. So I got out of my seat, and pushed him over into his seat and sat down. I got real close to his face and started to tell him off. He turned his head away from me to ignore what I was telling him. So I grabbed him by his hair and turned him to face me. I told him that if he ever harassed another kid on the school bus that I would make sure that he didn't walk home when he got off the bus but would be crawling. I could tell this kid was a little scared but I don't think he thought I was serious. I got up and told the girls to let me know if he so much as smiled at them wrong, and I went back to sit.

The next day my parents get a call from the school that there is going to be a meeting with both the middle school and high school principals, the bus driver, the kid and his parents and my parents. The special snowflakes parents wanted me to be suspended for harassing their baby and they weren't going down without a fight. This is where I decide to get my revenge and take this kid down.

After everyone arrives the meeting gets started and the adults want to hear each kid’s side of the story. I told them that the special snowflake can go first, and I listened and waited to see what he had to say. He goes on this long ramble about how mean and horrible I have been to him since the school year has started and how he feels harassed by me every day and doesn't feel safe on the same bus as me. The special snowflake ends his sob story with those special tears and even has this smirk on his face as if he won the war. After he was done, the adults (not my parents though) looked at me like I was the worst kid they have ever had to deal with and they were ready to throw me out of their school that very moment.

So I went on with my side of the story, and advised all the adults that the kid was lying and that I never actually laid my hands on him. I however admitted to his father and mother that yes, I did threaten the kid and that I know I shouldn't have, but their child was out of control. The revenge part...I pulled out of my backpack a list that I had started to compile after the Officer showed up at my house and the time of the meeting. I had gone to every person on our school bus and had them write down everything they could remember that this special snowflake had been saying to them since school had started. At the time of the meeting, I had 4 pages of handwritten quotes from all the kids. I asked the adults in the room if it was okay for me to read off what this kid had been saying to the young girls on the school bus. They of course gave me the go ahead, and I started to list all the things he was saying. Each time I got to a swear word or nasty statement, I would hesitate and ask if it was okay if I said these words out loud. I think I had gotten only 5 or 6 quotes out before the adults told me to stop. I made everyone in the room so uncomfortable with what this kid had been saying to all the young girls that they couldn’t listen to it anymore. When I looked up the special little snowflakes father looked like he was ready to have a heart attack, his face was a shade of red I had never seen before. As I was about to continue on to why I did what I did, the father interrupted me. He turns to his son and asked him if any of these things were true that he supposedly said. The kid of course started to stutter and tried to say no. I looked at the principals and the adults, and pulled out my last bit of revenge, yet another list. I handed it to the middle school principal and advised her that each of those names on the list were kids that were harassed and are willing to come in with their parents to discuss what has been happening on the school bus... At this point the kid just all out started bawling his eyes out to the point that snot and tears were running down his face and shirt and he couldn't talk. After a few minutes he finally calmed down and his father told him he had one more chance to tell the truth otherwise things were going to be very serious when they got home. The kid finally looked up from the table and said in the weakest voice that yes, he did say all those things to the girls on the bus. I swear to this day, the look on his father’s face was worth all the hassle that my parents and I went through. The kid’s father looked like his eyeballs were going to pop out of his head because it was about to explode.

I looked the special snowflake in the eye and asked him to explain to the adults in the room that he had also lied about me putting my hands on him. Everyone waited for his response and all the kid could say was sorry, I lied about that too. In the end the special snowflake was so special that Mom and Dad had to drive him to school every day because he was kicked off the bus for the remaining school year."

Helicopter Wake Up Call
Helicopter Wake Up Call

"My wife stayed up late, binge watching Narcos the other night, and woke me up by being really loud when she came to bed. I couldn't get back to sleep and I was super irritated about it. I mean, just be quiet when you come to bed. You don't have to 'THIS IS SPARTA!!' kick the door open, turn on both lamps and the overhead, and then Greg Louganis into bed.

Anyway, I'm a commercial helicopter pilot, and I had a 6 am flight that morning. So I decided to take a short detour and flew a few laps right over our bedroom to wake her up. When I landed, I had a text from her, calling me a huge jerk. Vindication feels pretty sweet y'all.

Sorry neighbors."

Computer Virus Revenge
Computer Virus Revenge

"A horrible former coworker always claimed she worked way more hours than she actually did, and when she was at work she just browsed Facebook all day. The doctor/owner was very hands-off and just let her do whatever she wanted (despite me going to him with proof), so I decided to take revenge. She was not computer savvy at all, so I removed Internet Explorer from her desktop and installed an identical icon that, when clicked, would instantly restart the computer. It was so satisfying when she would forget and click it, losing anything that she was working on. She would always grumble and complain about the 'virus' on her computer. I started a new job about three weeks later, and when I left it was still giving her problems."

Scarlet Letter Revenge
Scarlet Letter Revenge

"This was my best revenge. I went through an awful divorce. My ex-wife cheated on me, told lies about me and all throughout the divorce, I took the high road and was there for my kids while she disappeared off the face of the earth. Her birthday was only a couple of weeks after the divorce was final. As the kids were young I was a good guy and purchased several presents from the kids to her. Among the gifts I bought a necklace with a big red A at the end. Her first name is Ann. I had the kids give that to her and she wore her scarlet letter all around town. Most people in our town knew what she had done and some even were aware of the necklace. So, most understood the meaning.

Yup, I made my adulterous ex-wife wear the scarlet letter."

Sneaky Sock Thief
Sneaky Sock Thief

"My roommate in college had only child syndrome and taped a piece of paper over her clock because she didn’t want to 'share it with me.' Never mind that she couldn’t see the clock herself, but she would rather no one see the clock than share the clock with my eyes.

So, from then on, I would steal one sock from a set once a week. It was slow enough that she didn’t realize it was me sabotaging her socks, but fast enough for her to be really annoyed and wondering what in the world was happening to all of her matching socks."

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