The claws are out! From sweet revenge to serving deserved attitude, these women share the oh-so-satisfying ways they wiped a smirk off someone’s face. One thing is certainly clear- you shouldn’t mess with these ladies! Content has been edited for clarity.
Divorce And Despicable Tax Fraud
“I have divorced amicably, and I always got along well with my ex-husband and his family. A few years after the divorce, my ex-husband started dating a new woman. This time, it was serious. The woman claimed the new relationship was the reason my ex-husband didn’t pick up his children anymore for visitation. He usually visited the kids when they were at his parent’s house. Now, he didn’t see them at all.
For some reason, the new woman felt that since my ex-husband chose not to see his children, he shouldn’t have to pay child support.
I cautioned the woman, ‘Don’t take me to court. The children’s father and I agreed on support, and going to court will cost you more than it’s worth.’
In my state, the County Children’s Services Division would represent my children for free, meaning I didn’t need to spend a dime on an attorney. However, my ex-husband and his new woman would have to pay for one. Leave it as is, the ex-husband and I agreed on a small amount of child support, and it seemed to be working well. The new woman didn’t agree. I just thought she was out for his money.
My ex-husband and the woman filed a case, hired an attorney, and went to court over the child support. On the day of court, the woman yelled and complained, questioning why I didn’t have to appear in court. The judge informed her I didn’t have to attend because I was at work, and that my lawyers were representing my children. The woman kept bringing up topics completely unrelated to child support. My ex-husband was asked how often he spent time with his children and how often he spent his own money on them.
He answered, ‘I haven’t seen the children in a few months, not even over the holidays. I haven’t spent money on them, either. My parents bought their Christmas presents.’
Of course, my ex-husband and the woman lost the case, and the judge almost doubled the child support he needed to pay. The judge also ruled my ex-husband could only be around the children if his parents were present, as the judge thought his new girlfriend wasn’t stable enough to be around the children one on one. When they heard this, their jaws dropped!
To top it all off, my ex-husband played in a band on the weekends. He was paid in cash or check and never mentioned the income during our divorce. We always reported his extra income from the band while we were married. However, the new girlfriend and my ex-husband never reported his income. When the attorneys and judge found out he wasn’t reporting his income, he got sent back to court. He eventually got into major trouble with the IRS.
My ex-husband was kicked out of the band because all of the members were investigated for tax fraud. There wasn’t an issue for me, as I always made sure we reported the income when we were together.
My ex-husband’s new girlfriend’s hatred for me ended up costing them thousands of dollars in the long run.
I will admit, it wasn’t the fastest time I wiped a smirk off someone’s face, but it was the sweetest.”
“He Loved To Make My Life Miserable”
“My stepfather used to love to make my life miserable.
One of the ways he did this was to walk through the kitchen while I was washing dishes, plunge his hand into the dishwater and yell, ‘This dishwater is ice cold! You can’t get dishes clean in cold water. Now empty this, make some hot dishwater, and wash all these over again!’
Since I detested washing dishes, this would always make me cry or feel defeated. After yelling at me, he would smirk and walk out of the kitchen feeling very proud of himself. It didn’t matter how hot the dishwater was, it was always the same. Sometimes he’d wait until I was almost done when the dishwater was sure to be barely warm.
One night, I had enough. I put a pot filled with water on the stove to boil, then poured the boiling water into the sink with some dish soap. I loaded the sink with dishes and then stirred them around with a wooden spoon to make it sound like I was doing dishes. Sure enough, I soon heard my stepfather coming my way.
As he walked into the kitchen, I stepped back so he could easily reach the sink. My stepfather plunged his hand into the boiling hot dishwater! His hand came out of the sink so fast, it was a blur.
He said nothing and gave no indication he had just stuck his hand in boiling water. He simply looked at me with mingled hatred and respect and walked out of the kitchen without a word.
This was the last time he ever tested my dishwater.”
Drive-Throughs And Dollar Bills
“One time, I hit the drive-through one night after school. I handed the cashier $20 for my $6 meal. The cashier handed me $4 in return, closed her window, and waited for me to drive away.
But I didn’t.
I knocked on the window and ignored the honking from other vehicles behind me until the cashier opened the window and asked, ‘What’s wrong?’
I calmly responded, ‘The change should be $14, not $4.’
The cashier responded, ‘No, you gave me $10. Trust me, I remember.’
She went to close the window, but I quickly asked, ‘Nope. Can I speak to your manager?’
At this point, it was late. It was possible that I could have handed the cashier $10 rather than $20, but I had a habit I had fallen into because of a similar situation.
I always memorized the serial numbers on large bills before handing them over.
The manager listened to my request for the extra ten, looked at the receipt, and noted how the cashier had put in $10 as the money submitted into the register. The girl looked annoyed, and she had the classic, ‘I told you so,’ look on her face.
I asked the manager, ‘Can you look at the $20 bill at the top of the drawer? I bet I know the serial number.’
I recited the serial number, and the manager and cashier looked at me with shock and awe. I finally received my correct change and an apology before driving to the next window to pick up my meal.”
“The Look On His Face Was Priceless”
“One time, I had the unfortunate experience of coming face to face with an old bully of mine. Worst of all, it happened at work, too. The bully and I had gone to school together all the way through, from kindergarten up until high school graduation.
The bully had just been hired at my workplace as an entry-level shipping clerk and was just leaving the human resources office on his way back out to the warehouse.
The bully came over to me and said, ‘Well, my life has just been so wonderful. I have found so much success after graduating. You wouldn’t believe the crazy amount of money I make now!’
All I could do is sit there silently and wait for him to walk away.
Then, the bully snidely asked, ‘So, what have you done with your life?’ like I had accomplished nothing in the ten years since we last saw each other in high school.
My simple answer was, ‘Well, you are standing in my office. Please shut the door on your way out.’
I wasn’t normally one to pull rank on someone, but this guy deserved it. The look on his face was priceless, and he did shut the door on his way out.”