awwww man...
I met this girl recently amazing girl. she has a sister who just so happens to dates an old old friend from high school. my girl told me this mutha****a tried to hook her up with one of his friends after telling her how he doesn't like me 😆
it doesn't hurt because hes an old old friend it just makes me realise how grimy people truly are sad thing is hes actually stalked her sister out of fear of losing her but turns around & does something so grimy.
don't trust people, people don't trust em.
Only two really come to mind that stick with me.
#1. In October of 2010, the transition in my Mom's car broke down. We got rid of the car and asked to borrow mine, to which I said sure.
Over the course of six months, she proceeded to rack up a whopping thirteen tickets on the car; some from speeding, some from Street-cleaning, a few from driving through the FastTrak lane on the bridge despite not having a FastTrak transponder... all in all the tickets cost a combined 700+ dollars. The car was completely in my name, so the tickets were charged to me.
At the time she was getting off work a couple hours before I did, so when she came home she'd rifle through the mail, find the tickets, and hide them in a drawer in her dresser. She also didn't pay any of them. So over the course of several months, the ticket costs jumped from 700+ dollars to about $1600. Eventually, I found out what was happening after the police had my car towed away to an impound lot. After confronting her about it, she handed me the wad of tickets, as well as the threats from collection agencies and the notices stating that my credit was being downgraded.
When I asked her why she had hid the tickets from me, she said she was afraid I'd have been upset with her (😐). When I asked her why she didn't just pay the tickets herself when they were only 50-60 bucks each, she shrugged and said that she doesn't pay car tickets.
I paid two hundred bucks to get the car out of the impound lot, and over the course of the last year I managed to pay off all of the tickets. She never offered up a dime.
#2. In my senior year of High School, there was this girl that I had been crushing on for a couple of years. Senior Prom was rolling around the corner, so I decided that I'd ask her to go with me. My parents agreed to rent a limo for us and our friends, and they would also pay all of her stuff, hair, clothes, make-up etc. My Mom knew some small not-well-known store in The City that sold prom dresses for super cheap prices.
So I asked this girl to go to Prom with me, and at first she says that she's not sure she could afford to go. I tell her that my parents will pay for all her stuff, and I tell her about the store that sells the dresses, and she says that she probably won't go because she just broke up with her boyfriend and she didn't feel ready to get involved with anyone at that time. I stopped pursuing the matter after that, figuring that she just wasn't too in-to-me.
So Prom comes, I go by myself and skip on the Limo. Sure enough, I'm there for like half an hour before I bump into her and her boyfriend on the dance floor. She asks for the 3-D glasses with the lens' popped out that I was wearing (that was in style in 2009; sue me), and asks if I can take a picture of her wearing them with her man.
To make matters worse, I found out later from a friend of hers that she'd bought the prom dress that she'd worn to the event from the store that I'd told her about.
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The first event was hurtful because while getting ****ed by some callous woman is one thing, to get ****ed by your own Mother is just unexpected and extra shitty. I watched my Mom destroy my Dad's credit as well as all her boyfriends', but I never would have thought that she could do that to her one and only son.
The second event doesn't mean much to me now, but at the time I was devastated. I was already a socially awkward Jehovah's Witness kid and had self-esteem issues (it took a couple years and every ounce of courage I had to ask her out). It took a long time after that before I felt comfortable enough to ask women out.
I'm unapologetically a chauvinist now, though. Yay for being jaded.
Originally posted by RE: Blaxican
Only two really come to mind that stick with me.#1. In October of 2010, the transition in my Mom's car broke down. We got rid of the car and asked to borrow mine, to which I said sure.
Over the course of six months, she proceeded to rack up a whopping thirteen tickets on the car; some from speeding, some from Street-cleaning, a few from driving through the FastTrak lane on the bridge despite not having a FastTrak transponder... all in all the tickets cost a combined 700+ dollars. The car was completely in my name, so the tickets were charged to me.
At the time she was getting off work a couple hours before I did, so when she came home she'd rifle through the mail, find the tickets, and hide them in a drawer in her dresser. She also didn't pay any of them. So over the course of several months, the ticket costs jumped from 700+ dollars to about $1600. Eventually, I found out what was happening after the police had my car towed away to an impound lot. After confronting her about it, she handed me the wad of tickets, as well as the threats from collection agencies and the notices stating that my credit was being downgraded.
When I asked her why she had hid the tickets from me, she said she was afraid I'd have been upset with her (😐). When I asked her why she didn't just pay the tickets herself when they were only 50-60 bucks each, she shrugged and said that she doesn't pay car tickets.
I paid two hundred bucks to get the car out of the impound lot, and over the course of the last year I managed to pay off all of the tickets. She never offered up a dime.
#2. In my senior year of High School, there was this girl that I had been crushing on for a couple of years. Senior Prom was rolling around the corner, so I decided that I'd ask her to go with me. My parents agreed to rent a limo for us and our friends, and they would also pay all of her stuff, hair, clothes, make-up etc. My Mom knew some small not-well-known store in The City that sold prom dresses for super cheap prices.
So I asked this girl to go to Prom with me, and at first she says that she's not sure she could afford to go. I tell her that my parents will pay for all her stuff, and I tell her about the store that sells the dresses, and she says that she probably won't go because she just broke up with her boyfriend and she didn't feel ready to get involved with anyone at that time. I stopped pursuing the matter after that, figuring that she just wasn't too in-to-me.
So Prom comes, I go by myself and skip on the Limo. Sure enough, I'm there for like half an hour before I bump into her and her boyfriend on the dance floor. She asks for the 3-D glasses with the lens' popped out that I was wearing (that was in style in 2009; sue me), and asks if I can take a picture of her wearing them with her man.
To make matters worse, I found out later from a friend of hers that she'd bought the prom dress that she'd worn to the event from the store that I'd told her about.
- - -
The first event was hurtful because while getting ****ed by some callous woman is one thing, to get ****ed by your own Mother is just unexpected and extra shitty. I watched my Mom destroy my Dad's credit as well as all her boyfriends', but I never would have thought that she could do that to her one and only son.
The second event doesn't mean much to me now, but at the time I was devastated. I was already a socially awkward Jehovah's Witness kid and had self-esteem issues (it took a couple years and every ounce of courage I had to ask her out). It took a long time after that before I felt comfortable enough to ask women out.
I'm unapologetically a chauvinist now, though. Yay for being jaded.
Your life is far more interesting than mine. You also tell stories well.
Re: Re: What was thee most hurtful act done to you by another person?
Originally posted by Shakyamunison
Wow! You have had an easy life. I had to hide for a few years (over 30 years ago) because their was a group of people who tried to kill me.
wow thats some serious $hit right there.I had no idea that ever happened to you. 😱
I wont even be able to come close to that but here it goes. its for sure the most hurtful thing anybody has ever done to me.My best friend for over 20 years,THOUGHT he was my best friend anyways.
Dont want to go into the exact details about it but lets just say that he
made up a lie to me telling me something convincing me with his lie was true.It was a lie that if it had been true,would have changed my life forever and turned my life around.I would be rich if this lie turned out to be true and not the poor broke sap that I am who can just barely keep his head above water all the time.
I had told him many times before in the past that if he IS going to lie to people,at least dont lie to ME.But he ignored me and kept on lying to me and his latest lie really crossed the line this time and i had to make probably the most difficult decision in my life i ever had to make and that was to break off my friendship with him.
Because like i said,he was not only my friend,but my best frind in my life I had cherished as a friend for over 20 years.I should have broke off my friendship with him a long time ago since he kept lying to me about things after i asked him not to but I was unwise and i did not.
after consulting with other friends of mine, i made the decison to finally cut ties with him after listening to them say what THEY would have done.Hearing them say that it made my decision all the more easier because I knew i was doing the right thing after that.
The thing that hacked me off about it is his behaviour afterwards when he finally confessed to me i wasnt going to be rich like I always dreamed.i mean imiagine someone convincing you that your finally going to be rich for ther first time in your life and not poor anymore cause of something they tell you that convinces you its the truth and they let the lie go on to you for over a year and then they tell you they have been lying to you all this time?
and yet the hypocrite after i tell him this co worker of mine lied to me at work,he says I should not be friends with him but I should remain friends with HIM though even though his lie was far more serious than my coworkers was. 😠
and then he has the audacity to tell me that he is sorry and he values my friendship even though he KNOWS that if he did the same thing he did to to me in front of the supreme court that that he would go to jail fo that crime.
at least the guy at work who lied to me,it did not affect me whatsoever.His lie was something that affected my life and my future and then he has the audacity to tell me that he will take me on a trip for free that summer because of that.thats not going to take away the hurt and pain that I felt from him betratying me like that.
he could take me on vacations for free around the country everywhere for the rest of his life but none of that would make up for it.None of those free vacations is going to make me get rich like he was convincing me I was going to be because of his lie he told me that would turn my life around.
again,imiagine how YOU all would feel if someone who claimed he was your best friend for over 20 years stabbed you in the back and betrayed you like that.
The guy basically said the f word to me saying" f you,I am going to keep on lying to you." so screw him.Like i said,it was the most painful thing I had to do was break off my friendship with him because I really did consider him to be my best friendI ever knew and it hurt me really bad that he could do such a cruel and terrible thing to me.i would never do something to someone like that even if i did not like that person.
The advise I would give here to people is for someone you know that you catch lying to you about things,dont stay friends with them,they are not being a friend to you by doing so and their not a good person.
This guy is a criminal and he belongs behind bars.It sickens me that he gets to walk the streets scott free and get away with his criminal act he did against me.He is a criminal.
Originally posted by RE: Blaxican
Only two really come to mind that stick with me.#1. In October of 2010, the transition in my Mom's car broke down. We got rid of the car and asked to borrow mine, to which I said sure.
Over the course of six months, she proceeded to rack up a whopping thirteen tickets on the car; some from speeding, some from Street-cleaning, a few from driving through the FastTrak lane on the bridge despite not having a FastTrak transponder... all in all the tickets cost a combined 700+ dollars. The car was completely in my name, so the tickets were charged to me.
At the time she was getting off work a couple hours before I did, so when she came home she'd rifle through the mail, find the tickets, and hide them in a drawer in her dresser. She also didn't pay any of them. So over the course of several months, the ticket costs jumped from 700+ dollars to about $1600. Eventually, I found out what was happening after the police had my car towed away to an impound lot. After confronting her about it, she handed me the wad of tickets, as well as the threats from collection agencies and the notices stating that my credit was being downgraded.
When I asked her why she had hid the tickets from me, she said she was afraid I'd have been upset with her (😐). When I asked her why she didn't just pay the tickets herself when they were only 50-60 bucks each, she shrugged and said that she doesn't pay car tickets.
I paid two hundred bucks to get the car out of the impound lot, and over the course of the last year I managed to pay off all of the tickets. She never offered up a dime.
#2. In my senior year of High School, there was this girl that I had been crushing on for a couple of years. Senior Prom was rolling around the corner, so I decided that I'd ask her to go with me. My parents agreed to rent a limo for us and our friends, and they would also pay all of her stuff, hair, clothes, make-up etc. My Mom knew some small not-well-known store in The City that sold prom dresses for super cheap prices.
So I asked this girl to go to Prom with me, and at first she says that she's not sure she could afford to go. I tell her that my parents will pay for all her stuff, and I tell her about the store that sells the dresses, and she says that she probably won't go because she just broke up with her boyfriend and she didn't feel ready to get involved with anyone at that time. I stopped pursuing the matter after that, figuring that she just wasn't too in-to-me.
So Prom comes, I go by myself and skip on the Limo. Sure enough, I'm there for like half an hour before I bump into her and her boyfriend on the dance floor. She asks for the 3-D glasses with the lens' popped out that I was wearing (that was in style in 2009; sue me), and asks if I can take a picture of her wearing them with her man.
To make matters worse, I found out later from a friend of hers that she'd bought the prom dress that she'd worn to the event from the store that I'd told her about.
- - -
The first event was hurtful because while getting ****ed by some callous woman is one thing, to get ****ed by your own Mother is just unexpected and extra shitty. I watched my Mom destroy my Dad's credit as well as all her boyfriends', but I never would have thought that she could do that to her one and only son.
The second event doesn't mean much to me now, but at the time I was devastated. I was already a socially awkward Jehovah's Witness kid and had self-esteem issues (it took a couple years and every ounce of courage I had to ask her out). It took a long time after that before I felt comfortable enough to ask women out.
I'm unapologetically a chauvinist now, though. Yay for being jaded.
My mother can drive me absolutely insane, but god damn, man. That is some ****ed up shit.
Originally posted by Astner
It ended with a suicide, though I can only be held partially responsible for what happen. But it still makes me cringe.
A fat chick I bullied in eight- and ninth grade committed suicide sometime when I was attending high school.
Originally posted by Astner
Just to clarify this since it seems a bit dramatic.A fat chick I bullied in eight- and ninth grade committed suicide sometime when I was attending high school.
Did you misread the topic of the thread or do you feel her suicide was a most hurtful slight towards your person?