I’d been with my then partner for about 4 years, should have been used to his materialistic ways. The newest gadget out was always his latest purchase. Whether it was useful or not. The latest in the line was a new car, a Vectra. We’d had a convertible, but with winter closing in, I was grateful of this new toy. I never knew it would eventually be the toy I used to my advantage for revenge.
My birthday was fast approaching; he’d promised me I was in for a nice surprise. I racked my brain for ideas of what it could be, asked questions for hours trying to guess to no avail. The only clue was we would be out for most of the day and it was quite expensive. I was for the first time in ages excited. He’d never bought me lavish gifts for birthdays, Christmas or gone anywhere together alone as a couple.
The day finally arrived, I spent the morning with my family and my children which in itself was fantastic but the butterflies in my tummy with the excitement of what the day was going to bring was distracting. In the car on the motorway he still wouldn’t tell me where we were going. I started feeling nervous, I’m not one for surprises and the thought that I may be surrounded by lots of people I dont know or doing something maybe that was out of my comfort zone was becoming overwhelming..
Before I knew it we were in Manchester, through the city centre, onto the outskirts. He pulled over outside a garage type place in the middle of what was to me, nowhere. To myself I thought ‘yeh great were lost . He got out of the car and went and spoke to a man there then disappeared inside.
He was gone ages
To say I wasn’t amused is an understatement ‘I just love sitting in a car, somewhere I don’t know where I am on my birthday,’. I fumed. I was beginning to wish I’d stayed at home.
A further 10 minutes later he came out of the garage carrying 2 tyres followed by another man carrying 2 more. The smile on his face was beaming, like a child on Christmas morning, the look I was so very used to when he’d bought a new toy. It dawned on me. This whole day was about him and his new alloy wheels, not me, not my birthday.
The emotions ran through me, anger, sadness, hurt, disappointment and there was anger again. He got in the car and had the audacity to say ‘surprise’. He had gone too far this time. We argued all the way back home, stopping for my ‘birthday meal’ at a McDonald’s restaurant. The rest of the journey was in silence.
The day after he would be leaving to go to work for 2 weeks and for the first time in all the years we’d been together and him working away, I was glad he was going. At home I was still fuming. You could have cut the atmosphere with a knife and then the call came from his friend to go out for a few pints. Off he went, I’d never felt so, used, undervalued and down. I wanted him to feel how I felt. Sorting his bags out for leaving, yes I was still expected to do his washing and packing, it hit me.
He was allergic to Bold washing powder, could I get my revenge?
Hell yes I could and did
He left the next morning with us still not talking; I never received a call that night or the day after. That second evening it came. ‘There’s something wrong. I have a nasty rash everywhere. I’ve been scratching in my sleep last night and everything from my waist down is like open blisters’. Guilty?
Yes I felt guilty. Only for a few minutes though, the rest of the night I laughed like I never had in months. To this day he still doesn’t know what I did but to be honest I don’t care even if he did.
Was I wrong?
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Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned!
Ha ha ha ha ha!!!!!!! I love it!!!!
I would have done that too, never got anything for christmas, mothers day or my birthday while i was with my ex, but i would have never done that as i knew what i would get … big hugs hunni x x
You have no idea how hard I just laughed!
And no, you werent wrong, men do bring these things on themselves lol
Hahahaha! If my husband dared to buy me some alloy wheels for my birthday I would have done the same. Men can be so selfish
Lol serves him right.
hahaha goo girl xx
wooo i would of put a spanner in da wheels
Haha goooo u
.. Men r so selfish but he got what he deserved lolx
Alloy wheels for your birthday?!!! I’d of killed him!!! No you wasn’t wrong at all! X
Seriously hope you’re not still with him?!
What a BLEEP lol
Good on ya x
no i’m not lol xxx
Go you hun! I think I’d have done exactly the same lol .. serves him right for being an arse
next time, im getting me a man with an allergy! lol
What an ASS!!!!! Good on you hun, don’t blame ya!!! xx
HAHA i dont think i’ve snorted that hard in a long time! You go girl! <3
Haha soo funny deserves everything he got x
What a tw*t I would have done the same! Good on you! xxx
Ha ha fair play to you!! Id have done the same xx
Ha ha ha love it xx
Good on you girl
this made me laugh so much served him right xx
haha you go girl!! lmao. x
haha good on you! Bet he felt like a twat! haha x
hahaha love this u so wernt wrong he deserved it lol xxx
good on you! i would have been so annoyed – men dont have a clue! revenge is sweet as they say
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hhahahahahah this made me lol you go girl think i will keep some of these in mind if anything like this happens to me
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hahaha never mess with a woman
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hahahahahaha xxx
God men can be selfish buggers.. Your revenge made me chuckle lol x
Lmao x
Good on you! He deserves that and much more!! x
lmao , go u, love it xx
hmm nope id of done this to! what a twat =/
LMAO! Hell no you were not wrong! I did worse. I rubbed an ex’s toothbrush inbetween my butt cheeks because he took my car without permission & wrecked it 30 days after I cancelled the full coverage 7 days b4 Christmas. I was gonna spray his eyes with oven cleaner, so he could not see again to drive but don’t like jail.
Another ex, who beat me putting the imprint of the bottom of his sneakers on my back in deep purple giving me a concussion, stupidly called me last September to meet with him. I did because I had a plot of revenge. I told his girlfriend everything we did sexually and gave her the last 4 digits of his ATM card & pin # she put $100 on so he could buy me prime rib with and give me $40 to put in my gas tank to drive 3 hours home. Then I texted him asking him how did he like me now thanking him for showing me the tricks. Then I texted him a few weeks later asking him if he wanted to meet up again promising not to tell his stupid girlfriend, who is still with his abusive stupid ass.
Another ex hit me. I dragged him a quarter of a mile going about 45 miles per hours with him hanging onto my vehicle’s window with his arms stuck. He yelled, “Bitch, if you kill me I will haunt you for the rest of your life.” I said, “Oh yeah, eat this!” I then rolled down the window watching him in my side mirror eating the road. The next evening I got a shower and was pissed I had to clean his blood from my car. A friend said 20 years later her hubby told her about it saying I really messed him up, but he thinks he’ll live. TEHEHEHEHE! Oh, I can go on and on!