Mine: Once had a meeting with a guy that wanted to be a Starlink distributor in a developing country. His first time in country, had just arrived like 24 hours before. Knew nothing and no one. No idea why he wanted to talk to me, but, whatever…
Wanted to have his “business partner” in on the meeting, and called some douche that talked for 5 solid minutes about how he could see the Cape Kennedy launch tower from his window and whatever else about how amazing he was and so tied in to Elon and all this BS. Called long distance on a real phone line to the States. Not WhatsApp, not even a VOIP or Wifi calling call. I watched him dial +1… he had a local SIM.
Turns out neither of them even knew which ministry they would need to start with to get a permit for satellite internet service. They just wanted to sell dishies in country and had no idea how to even start a business locally. Didn’t look at a single thing online before coming out. They didn’t even know about local content policies that effectively meant they needed a local business to sponsor them. I sat and searched online with the guy and showed him everything they needed to see, which was on 1 website.
This was before COVID, and the country only got Starlink 2 years ago.
Was at a bar with some friends and talking with one of them, who happened to be a rather attractive woman. She was not my girlfriend, I’ll explain the relationship below…
The bar was a dive in the town that we frequented often on Saturday nights. A guy walked up and started talking with my friend and pointedly getting in between us, telling her that he was a “Skydiver” and that he had just jumped that day. She acted suitably impressed and made ooh and ahhh noises when he told her about the Tandem jump he had done that day.
My relationship to that woman? She jumped the tail slot on my 4-way team and we had done 11 training jumps just that day. She also was also north of 2000 jumps at the time and jumped with me competitively.
Oh and the guy’s tandem master that day was her husband.
It didn’t take long for the guy to run away with his tail firmly tucked between his legs. She had a very sharp tongue when annoyed.
I was walking to college and a middle aged guy was sat at the red light in his new Porsche convertible. I have never been interested in Porsches, but I guess he mistook my “is it safe to cross the street” eye contact as deep interest in, and probably jealousy for, his stupid car.
He started revving behind me, and the instant the light turned green he took off on his left turn and oversteered into a ditch. I’ll never forget how angry he was with his car, as if it were the car’s fault that he was a douchenozzle.
My $30k Hyundai never oversteers, yet I’m the one with a “shit car”.
This triggered a memory. I was headed to work. I pull up to a red light. It was legal to turn on a red there but I choose not to. Guy wangs on the brakes behind me and is pissed that I’m not turning on the red. I take the turn calmly and safely. He slams on the accelerator and takes the turn wide to go around me. He is absurdly pissed about having to wait all of fifteen seconds. I don’t even have time to roll my eyes. Siren and lights go up behind me and he’s being pulled over because the vehicle behind him at the light was a cop. If waiting fifteen seconds threw him into such a tizzy I can only imagine he burst a blood vessel at losing however much time the cop took.
This is why i carry a holster with a can of soup in it at all times.
A sound strategy.
One time I was walking home at night, super drunk and high, walking in circles for hours. At one point some idiots started following me, acting tough but only really being brave enough to walk a couple of metres behind me.
At one point one of them yelled “You’re fucked now! We know where you live!”
Dude, I don’t even know how to get home myself.
“Can you tell me? I’m lost!”
What do you even do knowing where some rando lives? Like, you can go to any house, wait for someone to come out and know the same thing.
Poor home owners of that house where they think you live. Maybe they robbed them or worse.
It was in a street of apparentment buildings and I didn’t even walk towards any particular entrance at that point. Besides, the guys were idiots trying and failing to make themselves seem scary. I was high as a kite, barely standing and I still fought them off when they got close.
lol, big fail
in HS I dated this chick. after awhile we really weren’t that into each other but still kind and of stayed together.
introduce some random dude she had been friends with since she was like 6. dude stared me down hard like he wanted to square up. I just ignored him. a week later she broke up with me because she was fooling around with him. meh, whatever.
following weekend I see them together and he’s got this big fuckin grin on his face as they walk up to me. ex and I exchange pleasantries and as they walk away this douchy mother fucker says to me, “I guess I won.”
I looked the guy dead ass in the face and told him, “One mans trash is another mans treasure.”
She obviously got bent and started screaming, he got up in my face and wanted to throw down and I’m just laughing.
don’t treat women as trophies kids, and don’t make it a competition. so glad I left that inbred cesspool.
Daaaaaaamn that was brutal 🤣🤣
That comeback was so satisfying that I’m happy for you.
Worked in a restaurant as a teen, in a kitchen that opened onto the bar area, so the head chef was working directly next to where customers entered. The head chef specifically requested this set up because he liked to talk and customers gave him more people to talk to, but it also gave the rest of us a front row view of complainers getting ripped apart. I watched him spend 10 minutes in the middle of service picking every scrap out meat out of a pasta dish and pile it into a roughly steak shape to prove to a whiny customer there was plenty of beef in her dish.
Anyway, the really good ones where when people responded that they knew/would complain to the owner, as he’d call “the owner” then dramatically overact answering his own phone and having a conversation with himself about if he knew them. I’ve heard he’s started doing a stupid double act with his daughter now she works there, but only sporadically visit now so I haven’t been able to see it.In middle-school a bully wanted to hurt me for some reason. I didn’t knew him at all.
There were several people around us. He kicked me once in the thigh. I felt nothing because I have strong muscles there for some reason. I didn’t move and said nothing. He left because he failed at bullying.
In middle school I had something similar happen to me. The bully hit me on my upper back as hard as he could. The thing is my upper back is the least sensitive part of my body. He left a bruise, but I barely felt it in the moment.
I turned and looked at him and asked; “Do you feel better now?”
He never looked my way again.
In middle school a mean girl didn’t like that I was getting along with the boy she liked. She said that I was small, and I had no idea what she was talking about. They guy had to explain she meant my chest. I had gym with this girl and knew for a fact she stuffed her bra, I did not.
✨projection✨
You’re sure she was interested in the boy? 😜
Lol, yes. In addition to being a bitch to me when he spoke to me, she would just stare at him whenever he wasn’t looking. She’d laugh obnoxiously at all of his jokes, everything he said was a good idea, and she would compliment him constantly. It was was so excessive he looked to me in confusion and mild panic, that class was hard to get through without laughing at him. He knew I knew what was going on, after class I had to explain she had a crush. It was amazing because his response was bewilderment. “I don’t even really know her! She never talks to me, this is the only class we have together… and most of class she is just being a bitch to you!” Girls are weird dude.
Was riding around in a little Honda with my friend, who was about 6’3 and 240lbs of solid muscle. Well some road rager didn’t like our driving, and got out of his car at a light while we were a few cars back and walked towards us. About halfway, my friend just steps out of the Honda, and the guy freezes in his tracks, hesitates, and walked directly back to his car without a word. The other people stopped at the light were laughing
Being 6’3, but without quite that much muscle, it is sometimes fun to see an upset person do a 180 when I stand up.
Luckily no one has taken a swing at me, yet, because I have no desire to fight anyone.
Yeah my friend is the least aggressive person ever I don’t think he’s even been in a fight. But the guy didn’t want to find out lol
I’ve been punched in the face once, with full protective gear after a party. Saw stars and learned that was something I really don’t want to repeat.
I’ve got one of those punchable faces. After a while you get better at being punched in the face, but worse at breathing out your nose.
It’s a vicious cycle because now I’m less scared of getting in fights, despite being an otherwise responsible grown man.
A coworker I’ve worked at 3 jobs with and trained at 2 of them left the 3rd company we were at together for a better paying job doing something similar and basically taking the department from one client to hopefully several. Kid was really cocky, if you knew the concept of what we do but you were never hands on, he sounds like an expert. He’s not.
He text me one day to let me know he stole one of our longest clients. He was really smug about it, asking me if our sales guy knew yet. Bro, you worked here 3 years, you know they’re system is FUCKED and because it’s fucked they’re hard to deal with. Whatever, we’ve for more work than we can handle right now, have fun with that.
A few months go by and that client calls up my coworker for an emergency. Coworker reminds him they don’t get the client rate anymore, they should probably call old coworker. They say he’s been there three times, can’t identify the problem. My coworker goes out there, finds out they had no idea when they hired this company it was old coworker who would be their person. Turns out, they went with the new company because they didn’t want HIM back in their town 🤣 they bitched and complained about him the ENTIRE TIME my coworker was there. (He found the problem by the way, that was easy to find).
Guess someone let it slip that they had called us and he had to have a meeting with them about “violating their contract.” Where he got verbally ripped to shreds, explained to exactly how much money he cost them, that they left us to avoid him to begin with, and that we found the problem in one half an hour visit not 3 nearly all day visits. From what I heard he looked like a toddler that got caught with his hands in the cookie jar and looked like he was about to cry. So much for being a cocky dick that he stole our contract.
I left that company recently (moved across the country), I’ve been told they’ve already signed next years contract with my old company, his company doesn’t even get a chance to bid. As well as several other clients have used him for random emergencies and come back to tell my coworkers “holy fuck that place has NO IDEA what theyre doing!” Smug little shit might end up getting fired.
Knew this guy, very full of himself, thought of himself as an underapppreciated genius. He applied to a software dev position at a large tech firm (having barely enough qualifications), somehow bullshitted his way through the interviews, and got hired for a $250,000 senior dev position. Of course I got to hear how smart and how much of a badass he was throughout this process.
Then two months later… he is terminated for underperforming / failing the trial period. And I got to hear how everyone just ganged up on him, how he was “persecuted”, how his manager set him up to fail, and how HR was vindictive.
Although he got to keep the money and the sign-on bonus…
Awesome short term scam. Signing bonus just for a BS parade. Just can’t do that too many times if you actually think you’ll work in that industry.
The Iran War
Someone in high school, walking behind me with his arm around his girlfriend honking her tiddy decided to try to make me look bad.
He said “Damn D3k0y, did you forget to iron your jeans?” I turned around to see who said it, which is how I witnessed the honking and didn’t even say anything.
My brother… who the fuck irons jeans?
To be honest I don’t know if the point was to make me look bad, or just get someone to witness his grip.
What kind of weirdo teenager irons anything
If you go to a school with a uniform you have to iron your shit everyday, shirts, trousers etc. It’s weird growing up ironing and then witnessing adults so inept at it.
I never iron anything. I just don’t see the point, seems like a waste of time.
My dad used to iron his jeans. They were razor sharp lol he passed away decades ago but ill never forget he ironed his jeans. One of those weird little details.
But yes, ironing jeans is a thing I’ve seen
This is a bizarre story
Yeah it was, and I was there
Three kids ago I also used to iron my jeans…






