I think that most of us have been in a situation where we would love to get some revenge. Somebody does something to harm us or perhaps they just have it coming, and we feel as if getting even is the best choice.
The problem with revenge is that it can come back to bite us if we are not careful. That is why most people love stories about revenge and they try to live vicariously through them.
We have three excellent stories of revenge for you below and they are exactly what you need to feel better about any problems you are facing. There’s nothing like getting even!
1. Can’t Fool Me, I Take Screenshots
“So, a bit of information before I start this post. I’m part of an online marketplace where you can buy and sell digital goods, ranging from game accounts, to gift cards, to in-game items, to basically whatever you can think of.
I used to make a large profit off of reselling gift cards, buying them off this website and reselling on others.
So it’s a pretty average day. I woke up, got on my computer, and had someone add me on Discord to sell me a $100 iTunes gift card. The guy wasn’t well-known on the marketplace, but he had a YouTube channel attached to his Discord that had over 10,000 subscribers.
His first videos were around 2 years before. I could tell that this guy had invested a lot into this channel, so I figured he wouldn’t scam me. So, foolishly, I went first. I sent him the $100 via PayPal. He proceeded to block me and try deleting the messages, not knowing that I always screenshot conversations. I also had screenshots of his Discord profile and his attached YouTube channel.
I was pangry, to say the least.
So, I commented on this scammer’s YouTube video asking why he scammed. He said, and I remember precisely, “You’re such a dummy kid thanks for the $100” and then proceeded to delete my comment.
What this did is basically send the reply into my notifications but it also didn’t show on his video. Sneaky. So now I knew for sure I had the right guy, he pretty much admitted it on his YouTube and he had it attached to his Discord, which requires someone to log into their channel to attach.
Next thing I did? Wrote a strongly worded email to YouTube support, and this included everything. From his channel to the Discord showing it was his, to all the messages, to his reply, literally every bit and piece of evidence I had. I didn’t really know if they could do anything about it, because I wasn’t aware of YouTube’s policies, but it actually ended up working.
YouTube, with all the proof they could need, actually terminated his channel.
Fast forward about a week or two after, I notice his channel is terminated, he unblocks me and sends me a friend request on Discord. Can you guess what I did? Declined. Never talked to him since, and to this day he’s still terminated.
Scam me for $100? Lose 2 years of work. That’s pro revenge.”
2. Block My Driveway? I’ll Block Yours Too
“My driveway is a shared driveway for my home and the house next door. ‘My’ part of the driveway curves around toward my garage about fifty feet from the street. The curve is right near the neighboring home’s back patio and door. My former neighbor was a nasty, bitter, inconsiderate woman. She tended to park her car temporarily right at that curve to load and unload her car (perhaps for 30 minutes or so).
This prevented my car from navigating the curve and entering my garage. Usually, I simply parked in the street until she was finished. I gradually got sick and tired of her nastiness, her allowing her dog to bark incessantly on that porch for hours late into the night, her “I’m-superior-to-you” attitude because she was a Bible-believing Christian and I was a Jew.
I digress.
One afternoon, her car was planted at the driveway curve, blocking me from my own garage. Instead of parking in the street and waiting, I pulled my car up behind hers in the shared part of the driveway, turned off my car, and went into my house.
A bit later, she pounded on my back door screaming that I was blocking her and she needed to go somewhere.
I acted stupid and puzzled for as long as I could before I slowly, s-l-o-w-l-y came out and moved my car.
She never blocked me again.
Petty? Yes! But it was extremely satisfying…
A few years after this incident, Mrs. Nasty’s husband had an affair and moved out. Mrs. Nasty sold her home to a quiet, unassuming, man who is a joy to have as a next-door neighbor.”
3. You Should Have Just Kept The Volume Low
“I rented the ground-level apartment in my friend’s split level for a few years.
The guys who rented upstairs owned a party lighting company, and as a result, they usually came home from work around 3 AM. I worked a nine-to-five job, and I’m a fairly light sleeper. When they came home from work, they’d occasionally turn on the TV, and usually fairly loud, which would of course wake me up, but most of the time I could drown out the noise by turning on a fan in my bedroom.
This was annoying but I could deal with it… until one of their friends moved in upstairs. This nasty such-and-such had no problem with turning up the volume on the TV all the way, in the middle of the night every night and watching for hours. These were the early years of flat-screen TVs and they had a big one, so likely it was very expensive.
When I knocked on the door to ask them to turn it down, I was told ‘this is when we get home from work and we’ll do what we want.’ Even having my friend, their landlord, intervene, had no effect.
Well, a few nights of one or two hours’ sleep made me downright ingenious. I remembered that once while microwaving my dinner, I had started vacuuming the floor and having both appliances turned on tripped the circuit breaker.
I crossed my fingers that we were on the same circuit and during the next morning’s 3 AM showing of Willy Wonka, with the girl screaming ‘I love this movie!’ and turning the volume up even louder than usual, I turned on the microwave and the vacuum. Five seconds and poof! Blessed silence! I heard a little shuffling around upstairs, then one of them went down into the basement and reset the circuit breaker.
The power came back on, and so did the television. I waited about a minute before turning back on the microwave and vacuuming. Poof! Silence! They reset the circuit breaker again, but this time there was no more TV. I went back to the most blissful slumber ever.
My friend later told me that they complained to him about the power going out because it was such an expensive TV and that could damage the electronics.
I told him that if they kept the volume to a respectable level then I wouldn’t have to do anything about it, but I wouldn’t hesitate to if it happened again. The microwave/vacuum trick was only necessary a couple more times before they got the hint and kept the noise down in the middle of the night.”
