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Ruined my stepsister's birthday and got her banned from all clubs in town.

BACK STORY: When I was 12, my mom got married to a halfway decent guy. He’s not bad, but he’s not great either, but he made my mom happy and that’s all that I cared about. In fact, I cared so much about her happiness that I was willing to endure 6 years of living under the same roof as his self-obsessed, obnoxious, spoiled daughter, Amy. The entire time we lived together, she would project all of her insecurities onto me in the form of insults. Being young and wildly insecure about myself, these daily insults well and truly cut me to the core and just continued the cycle of crippling insecurity.

When I started “talking to” a boy for the first time, Kyle, she all of a sudden developed an intense infatuation with him and told me I was forbidden from communicating with him from then on. I was insecure but I was not a pushover. When I didn’t listen to her demands, she took it a step further and told Kyle I had ongoing relationships with several other boys (untrue), which he unfortunately believed. I was completely crushed. She then swooped in and took every opportunity to rub it in my face that she “won” him (i.e. inviting him to my birthday parties at home, inviting me out with her only to later reveal I would be thirdwheeling on their date, making him compliment me and then gloating about how she had such a nice boyfriend, etc). This sort of thing happened countless times, not with just boys but with friends and even workplaces! They ended up dating for two years and, although they had a nasty breakup, Kyle and I remained on good terms, which drove her up the wall. She would constantly ask me, “So did you guys hook up behind my back yet?” while claiming to have moved on already.

When we finally graduated high school (we were in the same year), I could not be happier to move out and go to college. While I was finally living the life I wanted without her toxicity, she went to 2 different unaccredited schools, both of which she dropped out of after 1 semester at each. Eventually, she moved back in with our parents in our hometown and fell into her old ways again (assuming she had ever grown out of them). On the eve of her 19th birthday, she posted to FB about how her friends had gifted her a fake ID and raved about their plans to club hop for her birthday.

Even though I lived 500mi away, she still had to find some way to rub it in my face that I would be missing out on all the fun. I was invited to her birthday event page on FB, where she detailed all the extravagant and expensive things she planned for her special day. We’re talking limo rental, VIP rooms at 2 of the biggest clubs in town, and even some photographer guy who would follow them like paparazzi. She made a public post on the event page where she tagged me and said, “It’s going to be amazing! Too bad you’ll miss out! HAHA. You’ll have to wait 2 years before you can experience any of this.”

It had been about a year since I had last seen or spoken to her. By this point, I was at a much happier place with myself, emotionally. It took me a while to shake off the effects of her emotional abuse, but by god, I did it and I wasn’t going to let her drag me back to those lows again. But this post got me to reminisce about all the things that she had done to me in the past and I couldn’t help but feel a boiling rage inside.

Now, unbeknownst to her, Kyle had recently reconnected with me on FB. It only friendly conversation between us, catching up on each other’s lives, until he suggested we meet up and have lunch (he went to another college an hour away). Lunch turned into us having an afternoon-long shit-talking-fest about Amy. He confessed that she was emotionally abusive to him during their relationship and the only time they didn’t fight was when I was in their company (which is why he didn’t mind me thirdwheeling on all those dates, apparently). During this, he also confessed he had feelings for me but couldn’t forgive himself for letting Amy dangle him in front of me, because he knew that I had liked him. This guilt was apparently something he had been carrying for years and finally found the courage to apologize for now.

REVENGE: Here’s where we get petty. I convinced Kyle to alert his brother, who happened to be the marketing director for one of the clubs Amy had reserved a VIP room at, of these upcoming birthday plans. After he did that, I went home and called the limousine rental company and pretended to be a concerned parent and insisted no alcohol be available since several of the girls were underage. They let me know that they were very appreciative of the notice. And then, I did a little digging and found out who the “paparazzi” guy would be and called him to cancel his services for the event. With her birthday coming up in just a couple of days, I sat back and waited to let the chips fall where they may… and it was better than I could have hoped for. When I asked about it a few days afterwards, she was sure to screech every beautiful detail to me over the phone.

Since the limo did not provide them with alcohol, they stopped by a friend’s house to “pre-game” and sneak in their own supply. Once the driver noticed the gaggle of very drunk girls in his limo, he stopped and made them throw away all of the liquor they snuck in. When they got to the first club, Kyle’s brother, who knew Amy as Kyle’s ex, confronted them at the door and told them there was no way in hell they were getting in. This was VERY upsetting to these group of drunk girls and they all proceeded to make a huge drunken scene, going so far as showing him Amy’s fake ID to “prove” they were allowed in…except the name on the ID wasn’t hers. Kyle’s brother, or “A**f*cker” as Amy called him, had security forcibly remove them from the premises. As the cherry on top, he contacted his friends at the other clubs in town and warned them of Amy and her underage entourage, successfully banning her from every single dance club/bar in a 20mi radius. She didn’t even get a refund on the deposits for the VIP rooms. She’s lucky she wasn’t arrested, but she still plays victim to “horrible bad luck.”

TL;DR: Evil stepsister torments me in our teen years so I ruin her last teenage birthday by getting her banned from every club in town and making her waste thousands of dollars. Also, I f*cked Kyle.

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Gf's dad gets a taste of his own medicina.

I used to date a girl who was born in the Netherlands, but her family had lived here in the US for years. Her mom was Dutch and her dad was American, but was fluent in Dutch. The whole family was bilingual, but mostly spoke Dutch in the house. Since I don’t speak a word of Dutch, they’d make an effort to speak English around me. Except her dad.

Her dad really, really didn’t like me. He mostly ignored me, but when he was forced to be in the same room as me, he’d make a big deal about speaking only Dutch, even though we were the only two native English speakers present. He also made it very obvious he was talking about me. It annoyed the hell out of me, but I just accepted it.

After about 2 years our relationship was really on the rocks, so I had stopped giving a fuck. It was the end of spring break, and I had driven several hours out of my way to pick my gf up and drive her back to school with me. She didn’t have a car, so I was saving her dad from having to drive her. I had slept at their house the night before, and got the standard treatment from her dad.

The next morning, we’re about to leave. My gf says goodbye to her dad, and gets in the car. Her dad looks at me and, addressing me directly for the first time in 2 years, says “thank you for driving.”

I looked him dead in the eye and, in perfect Spanish, said “it’s the least I can do, considering what I did to your eldest daughter last night.”

He gave me a confused look (not the look he would have given me if he had understood) and I got in my car and drove off. Those were the last words I ever said to him.

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I believed in love once. Once was enough to make me believe that there was hope in this God forsaken world. I met someone who made me fall in love with the raw beautiful of commitment and compassion. You feel so deeply towards one person, when they leave, it’s unbearable. Tragic, even, how your world crumbles. It’s never over, no, but by God does it feel worthless living without love.
—  Excerpt from a book I will never write #625 // broken hourglass // @michaels-social-casualty
Guy tries to destroy my friend's business, I recognise his handiwork in a job interview.

I was hiring for a level 2 tech position at a carrier that i worked at by day, while I contracted out on the side by night. One of my customers had a former employee who had not yet had his VPN access disabled, who logged in and destroyed a lot of their infrastructure, which I had to repair. we worked through the night until the next morning to rebuild it.

So I’ve been interviewing people here and there, and this guy comes in with a seemingly good resume, so I give him an interview.

When I asked him some technical questions about complex things he’d worked on, he described a setup that was identical to the one I had to repair, and it was a pretty unusual setup. I quickly texted the owner of the other company, and sure enough it was the same guy. On a hunch, I texted a girl I knew - she’d had a boyfriend who’d gotten her pregnant and bailed, leaving her with a lease to pay on her own. I’d only ever heard about him by first name but he fitted the physical description.. IT WAS THE SAME F*CKING GUY. No sh*t.

I decided to waste his time with the longest, most stressful, awkward, and technically difficult job interview I’ve ever given, before giving him real hope that he was the best candidate and would most likely get the job, and that for the right person we’d pay for their moving expenses and pay above what was advertised, with bonuses and perks.

I never called him to let him know he was very, very unsuccessful, and let him sit for weeks thinking he was getting his dream job.

F*ck that guy.

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Chureito Pagoda is a symbolic 5 story pagoda, standing in the Arakura Sengen Park, about half way up Mt Arakura in Fujiyoshida. It provides an amazing view of Mt Fuji and nearby Fujiyoshida city. www.peterstewartphotography.com Follow my latest updates on: Facebook | Google+ | Instagram | Twitter For image licensing or print enquiries, please contact me at: info@peterstewartphotography.com

Today, I fucked up by convincing my dad that 'Touching Tips' is the term used for connecting on LinkedIn.

My Dad is a professor at a university and not originally from the USA which means he’s twice over not hip with lingo. Therefore he learns all his hip lingo from my two brothers and me!

So being great sons we decide to mess with him and tell him ‘Touching Tips’ is the new way of saying connecting on LinkedIn. You know, “let’s touch tips” = “connect with me” “Have we touched tips?” = “Have we connected on LinkedIn?” etc etc.

Fast forward to yesterday when he’s meeting a younger guy to work in his lab… I get an angry call from him later saying that he ended the interview with something like “All sounds good, have we touched tips?”

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Mt Fuji & Chureito Pagoda (忠霊塔) by Peter Stewart
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Chureito Pagoda is a symbolic 5 story pagoda, standing in the Arakura Sengen Park, about half way up Mt Arakura in Fujiyoshida. It provides an amazing view of Mt Fuji and nearby Fujiyoshida city. www.peterstewartphotography.com Follow my latest updates on: Facebook | Google+ | Instagram | Twitter For image licensing or print enquiries, please contact me at: info@peterstewartphotography.com

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Sunset over the Pacific, from the Chilean shores.