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Historical footage of the last T-Rex serving his country in WWl.

But isn’t that a Jeep? And the T-Rex is holding a…Browning M2? Which wasn’t used until 1933…

 So I think this footage is actually of WW2.

I’m living for this historical accuracy

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I had to post this whole thread because this is the definition of a wholesome post. 😭😂💕🔑

This is beyond cute and innocent. I love it 😭

Very pure, I love it 💕

pettyrevenge

I work in an office with a pretty cool boss. If we have nothing to do he is perfectly fine with us browsing the internet so long as emails are answered when they come in & the phones are not left to ring. There are only 6 of us in the office, less before Christmas, when this story takes place, due to people using the last of their leave.

Anyways, I have to be a couple of hours earlier than my workmates on certain days which means that when we are quiet, like before Christmas, I have normally completed all my work before they arrive.

So there I am, minding my own business, browsing the internet at about 09:30 when Mrs StickMyNoseIntoEveryonesBusiness aka Mrs S. shouts ‘Oh, must be lovely doing some online Christmas shopping this early in the day ThrowAway’ at me. I just turn around & tell her that I have done everything I can do. She smirks and gets back to her work. Bitch!

I sit there for the next hour or so not a very happy bunny. It’s not that she would have got me into trouble with the boss (he knows I work hard as my Christmas bonus proved), it was just the fact that she thought she might get me into trouble.

So I plotted. My boss may be a cool guy about going on the internet, one thing he is not so cool about is people using the printer for personal reasons. I happen to know Mrs S. likes to spend most of her afternoons browsing recipe websites, saving them onto Word & then printing page after page off. She of course stands by the printer as she is doing this so she can grab the small novel quickly before anyone else can. She has only slipped up once when she must have pressed print the same time her phone rang, I was passing the printer, noticed the reams printing off & had a look at what they were.

So, I decide that I will screw her over royally by diverting her prints to the printer in my boss’ office. I waited for 3 days before I was in the office by myself at lunch time so I could divert all her prints there. It was worth it. She must not have printed any recipes off for a while so had a good few pages worth ready to go. She pressed print & practically ran to the printer as is her way. Nothing. Checks the paper, yeah, no problem there. All the while I am watching trying to supress a giggle. As she is about to turn back to her desk, I imagine to double check she did press print, my boss walks out of his office. I would guesstimate about 15-20 pages of recipes in glorious colour in his hand. He looks at Mrs S. 'these are yours assume’. She goes bright pink & he asks her into his office. I don’t know what was said but she didn’t look happy when she went back to her desk.

Don’t TRY & get me into trouble. I WILL get you into trouble.

Source: redd.it
pettyrevenge

I forced my roommate to move.

Well, more specifically, he was forced to find a new place after the lease ended because he wasn’t paying attention.

This was a number of years ago, just after college. I’d rented a two bedroom apartment with a friend of a friend type, since we were both staying in the same town after college. I planned it to only be temporary, and this was the case. Has things gone amicably, I’d never have done what I did.

The guy, however, turned out to be a roommate from hell.

He was always late in getting his share of the rent and utilities to me, sometimes as much as two weeks after constant badgering. All of the utilities were in my name, and I didn’t want my credit score to get fucked up for non-payment.

He never cleaned in any way. The bastard never took out the trash or recycling, he only did his dishes when absolutely pressed, could never be bothered to even touch the vacuum, and so on. I had conversations with him about sharing the workload, and was dismissed. The asshole would even leave cookware with food in it after using it.

I didn’t want the place Adrian Monk levels of clean. At the very least, I wanted “women won’t vomit in disgust and then run in horror”.

Nope. This jackass was having none of that. He also would blast the TV or music at all hours, even 2am.

I was counting down the days until the end of the lease. When the lease renewal came, my idea for revenge sprung into my mind.

When he was distracted by a particularly intense/close baseball game, I got him to sign it. I just said “hey, man, the lease renewal came, you need to sign this.” he signed without looking at it at all, and said “now fuck off I’m watching the game.”

Well, he probably should have checked the document he signed, since I had marked the box stating that we would not be renewing the lease and would be out at the end of the month. I mailed it in immediately.

I already had plans to move out of state, and had pretty much locked down lodging in my new area.

Over the course of the month, I slowly moved everything of mine out of the apartment into a storage unit. The lease ended on Sunday evening, and he worked weekends and then went out to the bar right after work. So on Friday the 29th, I rented a bigass U-Haul, loaded much of the storage unit stuff, and parked it somewhere safe. On Saturday the 30th, I got some help to move the rest of everything that I owned outright: Furniture, the living room TV, and every last goddamn thing in the kitchen.

I had the truck loaded and I hit the road, headed several states away.

The fucker came home to an empty apartment and a photocopy of the agreement that we’d be out by 11:59pm on the 31st of the month.

Oh. I’d also cancelled all of the utilities, since they were in my name. Effective the 31st.

Source: redd.it
pettyrevenge

I’m in line at a popular discount retail store, with two people ahead of me. The women at the head of the line is clearly new to English, and while she has a thick accent and struggles, she does her best to speak to the cashier in English, even though he rolls his eyes and makes her repeat everything several times. Finally, she is able to leave. As soon as she’s out of earshot:

Cashier: “Ugh, they shouldn’t be allowed in our stores until they learn our language.”

(The man ahead of me says several things in another language.)

Cashier: “Oh, man, not another one. This is America. Learn the language.”

Customer: “Oh, I’m sorry. I just assumed you’d learned Cherokee, since you’re so big on people learning the local language. My mistake.”

The cashier turned bright red and didn’t say another word throughout the transaction.

pettyrevenge

Background:

I worked at a busy Waterpark similiar to Six Flags as a lifeguard/attendant. It was the middle of summer, there were thousands of people in the park, and good ‘camping/setup’ spots where limited by lunch time.

Situation:

While lifeguarding over a fake beach/wave pool, we were periodically required to tell customers on the dining table that the seating was short term seating only, while they eat their food etc. Otherwise people leave there towels and bags over every table, and flip out if anyone tries to eat at 'their table’

Most people are cool and clear out after eating, freeing it up for the next customers. These tables are constantly packed when it’s busy.

One lady has decided that she’ll pull 2 tables, and 8 chairs together, spread all her stuff around, and start reading a book (with a coffee). This is incredibly rude, and pisses a lot of customers off (rightly so).

So after the waves turn off (20 min on, 10 off) I do the walk through with the same speal “Limited seating, appreciate if you could free up once you’re finished your meals etc etc” I get to this lady who says:

“Im drinking a coffee”

“I understand, but you can’t really set up 'base’ here, we keep the dining tables free for people with food to have somewhere to eat. There are plenty of spaces here, here n here”

“yeah, thanks…”

Another half hour goes, I go through the tables again, same speal etc, get to this lady.

“Sorry Ma'am, but I really have to ask you to move on shortly, you’ve taken up 8 seats and 2 tables for the last hour while only occupying one…”

“I’m reading a book! Get your manager if you have a problem, show some initiative! (She actually said that…)”

So call the duty manager over, he has a chat, calms her down, comes back to me and says “She claims to have a heart problem and can’t walk around much or be in the heat etc, so just let her be”

Not a problem, I’m not going to harass a lady with a coughheart problem, and the Manager is cool with it so I dont care.

Revenge:

About 3 hours later I was rotated on one of the more popular group waterslides. The lineup was over an hour.

Low and behold, look who it is! The same lady, with some of her friends.

She gets to the front of the line, attempts to step into the ride:

“Sorry Ma'am, unfortunately I can’t let you ride this today”

“Why not!??!”

“As it’s a 'thrill’ ride, people with heart conditions aren’t permitted to ride” (not entirely true, they are just not advised to ride, I wasn’t going to tell her this though)

“I don’t have a heart condition!”

“I’m sorry if I was misinformed, but I’ve been notified that you have a heart condition, and so really wouldn’t feel comfortable putting you in this situation, risking it etc, your friends are fine to go though!”

They all took off yelling and laughing etc

“This is b.s! I want to speak to your manager!”

“Certainly”

I radio’d to the Manager, briefly let him know the situation, and heard the amusement in his voice when he said he’ll be around soon.

She waited another 30 mins standing at the top of this line, only to be greeted by, guess who, the same Manager she claimed she had the heart condition to. While putting on his incredibly sincere and concerned voice, told her how he couldnt possibly risk putting her in a situation like this, opening them up for court action etc. She tried pleading to him that she didn’t really have a heart condition, and how it was something else etc.

Source: redd.it