People Share The Time They Did A Very Bad Thing

If we delve into the psychology of why good people do bad things, we’ll fall into a rabbit hole so deep, it will take weeks to re-emerge. The reasoning and thought processes of the human mind are often too complex for the average person to understand, never mind explain to someone else!

So when we ask ourselves why good people do bad things, sometimes it is necessary to explain the entire situation to shed some light on “why.” To simplify one reason, sometimes we do bad things in order to save someone else from pain, shame, or ridicule. Other times, it is to show someone (like a bully) how much pain they inflict when they go about their daily bullying. Exacting revenge is yet another reason for why people who normally have good intentions do terrible things.

Read on for some downright shocking stories that’ll make you go “hmmmmm.” Below are the most thought-provoking tales of good people doing eyebrow-raising things.

31. He Convinced His Entire Staff To Quit All At Once Due To A Lack of Trust In The Owners

“I was the head cook in a new bar/restaurant by night and I was also a sous chef in a banquet house with a very good chef by day who took me under his wing and taught me how to really run a kitchen.

He enjoyed teaching me and would show me how to make great new food I could put out in the restaurant. We had a jolly good time putting together recipes for new meals and appetizers. The owners of the place didn’t have a clue about the restaurant side so they let me do whatever I wanted.

Fast forward six months and the place regularly has a wait time of 30 minutes and an hour plus on Friday/Saturday night in a restaurant that seats about 200. Business is booming and I’m **** proud of it. The bar/restaurant had become a popular restaurant that had a bar in it.
So naturally, I feel attached to what I’ve built and ask to be put on salary to make it my full-time job (not that I wasn’t already there 50 hours a week anyway).

At this point, I had really noticed that the owners have been hanging out in their office or just not there the majority of the time so I figured they trusted everything was handled.

I was wrong. The success of the business had allowed them to pick up a new past time: *****. These turds were putting every cent up theirs’ and their friend’s noses. After asking for a raise they turned on me like I was stealing from them or something.
They were appalled that some 19 -year-old was taking credit for their success even though at this point, I had made the menu, was ordering everything and was hiring/managing my help.

It continued to get worse until I couldn’t take it anymore.

They were second-guessing everything I did. Even though the place was getting busier every week despite my raising prices to almost twice what they were 6 months prior, we still always had a wait time after 3 pm. I was sick of it and so was everyone else that worked there. It got to the point where the owners were so deep into ***** they could barely function.
So I decided I was going to quit, and everyone else was with me. On a Friday night, we were running a packed house and did business as usual with the owners being jerks. We were running about a one-hour wait. Everyone was running around getting everyone taken care of until the owners decided to take a break to go to their office for a quick pick-me-up.

And that’s when we all left.

Every single employee walked out the back door at the same time as soon as their office door closed and nobody ever went back. We have no idea how they handled coming back out to no employees and no idea how they told the 200 plus people waiting for their meals and to be seated that their entire staff had just disappeared.
I just know it was closed two weeks later.” Butt_Pocket

30. This Rude Student Learned A Valuable Lesson About Respecting Those In IT

“I worked at a University in the IT department. One day, I noticed that one of the processes on a shared computer cluster was going nuts. It was stuck in a loop and sending thousands of error emails to a non-existing address, causing bounces and more emails.

I went to investigate and it was a broken script run by one of our Computer Science students.

So I email the guy and politely ask him to stop the process and fix the script.
This cocky guy replied basically with, ‘I am a computer science student and you are an IT support peasant. My script is fine. Mind your own business.’ That was a terrible idea on his part. Terrible.

So, I went and changed his script to send emails to him, his teacher assistant and his professor instead and restarted the process under root user, meaning he had 0 ability to stop it.

All three of them received about 40,000 emails each within an hour. He was at my office door apologizing and begging me to stop it.

The icing on the cake was the fact that our webmail interface only allowed deleting 50 emails at a time.
He ended up having to clear all that BS from TA and prof’s mailboxes too. He was at it for 3 straight days.

Screw that guy.” Soldefad

29. After Not Getting Paid, This Kids Took Revenge Into Their Own Hands

“When I was younger a friend and I was walking around the neighborhood looking to do yardwork for money. A middle-aged guy with an overgrown front yard took us up on our offer when we knocked on his door, and told us that he wanted his lawn mowed, edges trimmed, and his bushes trimmed. We did a great job, and after the better part of two hours, we knocked again to collect the $15 we had agreed upon, except he didn’t answer the door.

He hadn’t left, his car in the driveway was evidence of that. We tried the back door, we tried the side garage door, and we even went home for a glass of water and took a break before going back and knocking again. When I say ‘knocked’, I mean making an absurd amount of noise on just about every exterior surface of this man’s house. We could hear the TV on inside too. At this point, it became clear that he was attempting to scam us out of our work. His doors were all locked, we could hear him inside, and he wasn’t coming out.
Well, being the vengeful 14-year-olds that we were, we walked to the hardware store and used some of the money we earned later that day to purchase road salt.

A LARGE QUANTITY OF SALT. Late that night we visited his house and generously salted every living plant in the yard, and used a fertilizer spreader to evenly salt his front lawn. We killed this man’s entire front yard. For the rest of the year, his yard was a very visible brown wasteland in an otherwise lush green neighborhood.” Tickld

28. The Neighbourhood Was At Ease After This Supposed Vigilante Was Stopped In His Tracks

“A friend of mine lived on a man-made lake (maybe 12 feet deep at most).
A lot of people had pontoons. Some pretentious ****** had a sailboat. He would put on his sailing gear and sail around this crummy little lake with his binoculars to scope out people’s backyards for HOA violations and report them.

My friend’s dad got nailed by ‘The Skipper’ for having a dock that stuck out like a foot too far into the lake.

So one night, my buddies and I get suited up in wetsuits, Seal Team 6-style. We make the midnight swim on a new moon out to the other side of the lake with a hand auger in tow. We silently drilled ******************** in The Skipper’s boat and shoved a rubber plug in it.
Now, attached to this plug was a length of cord and a cinder block we set about 20 feet away. The sailboat sat for a few days as if nothing happened. Then one fateful morning, The Skipper pulled out of port, thus releasing the plug. The boat was taking in water.

About 200 yards down the ‘coast’ the boat came to her final resting place, with only the stupid mast sticking out of the water. A few days later she was gone and The Skipper’s reign of terror ended.

I have some remorse, it was probably an expensive boat but then again, that guy was an *****.” grease_monkey

27. This Cheating Monster Cured His Girlfriend To Keep His Secret Safe

“My friend is a crummy person.
He had a girlfriend whom he had been with for at least seven years. At that time he had been cheating on her the whole time. Many, many girls. Whether he’d meet them at clubs, work, internet it didn’t matter – the more the merrier it seemed.

So he gets a call from one of these girls informing him that she has gonorrhea and that he should go and have himself tested.

He thinks to himself  ‘****! I’ve slept with my significant other since then.’

She starts showing symptoms. He gets himself tested and sure enough, he has it as well. He gets a prescription for treatment and while at the chemist has a brilliant idea of how to rid his significant other of gonorrhea without telling her.
He purchases a bottle of random weight loss pills and does the ol’ switcheroo with the pills. He then convinces his significant other that they need to lose a little weight and has the perfect remedy….. He feeds her these freaking pills for the next couple weeks and only stops when she starts asking questions about why the pills are having no effect. By that time he has cured her gonorrhea and has gotten away with the master plan.” one_eighty

Another User Comments:

“This guy is a piece of *** but I’m impressed he pulled that off.” mistacheezy

26. She Made An Executive Decision

“Last week I signed a petition for a judge to keep my mother in the psychiatric wing.

She has Bipolar I, and this is her 5th episode. The first two times I was willing to let it go because she was misdiagnosed, so it was bound to happen a second or third time.

“It won’t happen again.”

“I promise I’ll take my medicine.”

“I’m so sorry to put you through that.”

It happened a third time, then a fourth, now the fifth, all with the same promises, along with promises of not drinking. You know what? Just stay in there. I didn’t do it to spite her, I didn’t do it to p*ss her off. I honestly think it’s best because she’s not getting that she needs medication daily for the rest of her life and she doesn’t understand what it does to her marriage, job, and relationship to me and my brother.

I feel like such a ***y human being.” (.ryguy28896

25. This Ex-Student Permanently Damaged His Terrible Teacher’s Lawn In A Sweet Act Of Revenge

“My physical education teacher was an ***** and suspected child abuser who would always be flirting with the teenage girls and inappropriately touching them. He put his hands on my friend’s brother and threatened him, which was not met with discipline on his part.

He lived right across the street from the school and was so particular about his lawn, it was unreal. So I bought a five-pound bag of Zoysia grass seed and would chuck a handful out onto his lawn every time I drove by before and after school.
Come next fall, it had established itself. If you know anything about zoysia grass, it spreads like crazy and takes over a lawn and turns yellow in the colder seasons.

An awesome lush lawn in good weather, not ideal for Illinois where it gets cold. He tried everything to get rid of it but couldn’t. Now over eight years later, I’ll be in the area and drive by the new school they built and his lawn is still crummy as ever. I had seen him all those days spreading seed trying to fix it. I like to think I broke him.” Yoyosten

Another User Comments:

“I did this once to my neighbor.
He kept letting his dogs pee and poop all over my yard and I asked him to stop because the urine was putting large spots of dead grass on my lawn and who wants piles of poop on their lawn. He said no.

So instead of poisoning the dog (like some *****s do), I put grass killer all over his lawn.

Within a few days, he had probably less than a square meter of green grass.” xSARGEx117x

24. She Let Another Soldier Take The Fall For A Silent But Deadly Toot

“I was in the army and in an office with another soldier I didn’t know to get some paperwork taken care of by a Sergeant.
My stomach had been giving me issues that day and I accidentally let out a silent but truly horrific-smelling fart.

The stench permeated the small room in no time, at which point the Sergeant sniffed, half gagged, and proceeded to berate the other soldier for doing something so nasty in his office. The Sergeant just assumed it was the other soldier because I’m a female.

He even made the poor guy do push-ups for it and I never said a word.” The_Rogue_Coder

Another User Comments:

“In my primary school of about 40 (tiny, tiny little Christian school). At the age of 5, I was sat in the assembly, the teacher was reading some bible story and I had to fart.
I went for it, assuming it would be silent. I kid you not I farted for upwards of about 15 seconds with the loudest fart I’ve ever heard or done. The wooden floor was vibrating and I couldn’t stop.

It came to a close, and the teacher said ‘Somebody should say Pardon me!’ I sat there red in the face as the whole back row of year 3s, 4s, 5s, and 6s blamed me for it and my friend sat next to me looking mortified.

I had the nickname ThunderTurd and ThunderNerd for a year before I moved school.” Tiernoon

23. This Catfish Convinced This Jerk To Break And Enter A Stranger’s Home

“There was this guy who such a do*che bag to my ex-girlfriend.
So I got his number and started texting him acting like this girl I knew he knew. And started getting him worked up at 3 in the morning.

I told him to come over and gave him this address that was to this other angry piece of *** dude. He was sending me texts about how he’s at the front door, so I told him to go the backdoor and start knocking on my window so I know he is actually there. And to let himself in.

He kept sending me texts of where am I? And when am I coming out to let him in? I must have strung him along for 30 minutes before he just stopped texting me back.
I have no idea what happened if anything. But I still feel bad about it now.” PattyCakes1

22. After He Was Stiffed On Bill Payments, He Took Revenge Into His Own Hands…And Her Head

“So back when I was sharing a flat, one of my roomies (girl) tried to flake out on the power bill. I told her weeks in advance it was due but she ******* me and didn’t pay. That very same day, she turns up at home with $80.00 worth of shampoo and conditioner …exactly what she owed on her share of the bill.

So I’m like, the ****? You wanna turn up strutting around with your hair treatment products acting like a queen, saying nobody can use it because of how expensive it is?

So every day for the next month I urinated in each bottle and complimented her daily on how luxuriously lustrous her hair was looking.
She paid the bill a week later, but peeing in her bottles was more a moral victory on my part because I had to front money for the bill. This is just one of many of the terrible things she did while we lived together.” stealthturnip

Another User Comments:

“Brother!!! I got kicked out of a dorm room because I was blamed for a roommate drunkenly losing money…. He said I stole it.

The day I moved out, I peed in his alcohol-free mouthwash.” extremenapping

21. This Employee’s Story Was A Sad One From Start To Finish

“I put in my two weeks’ notice to my bosses and didn’t say a word to any other coworkers about it.
Most of them found out I was leaving on my last day. I didn’t tell anyone, really. I just left town after that. I didn’t try to get ahold of any friends or acquaintances and hadn’t spoken to them in months anyway. I more or less just disappeared from my whole life.

It’s a pretty *** move to ghost people, to just walk away and never talk to people again. I was going through some serious depression at the time, had been confined to a psych ward 11 days a few months earlier.

I never had a Facebook or Twitter. I have no idea what if anything my old friends think happened to me.
It doesn’t matter. I’m never going back.” FalseAseop

20. When Dared To Do Something, This Kid Did Exactly What He Was Told

“I dropped a shot-put on a kid’s thumb in primary school. He got in trouble for everything and didn’t give a **** if he was suspended. None of the teacher’s authority or disciplining meant anything to him.

We were supposed to clean out the sports shed and he was messing around and being useless, laying on the floor with his arms outstretched, refusing to move. I was carrying the shot-puts to another shelf and told him to move.

He stayed on the floor.

I held the 3kg weight above his hands and threatened to drop it (I wasn’t actually going to, just hoped he would move) he called my bluff and narrowed his eyes and said ‘do it’ and at that moment I thought “*** this kid” and dropped it on his thumb. He never bothered me again.

I got detention and was forced to apologize but I had no remorse.” DidYouKnowFacts

19. Instead Of Teaching Him A Lesson, This Student Destroyed His Classmate’s Social Life

“I went to private school, small class sizes with zero tolerance for physical violence. I don’t know if that’s relevant.

I remember my first day of high school, there was this kid in my class who liked to one-up people with his stories.

It irritated me, so I took his story apart piece by piece until we got into a back and forth pointing out each others’ faults. I did it again, and few more times, and yet he never backed down. He would set-em-up, and I would knock-em-down. I took it to be a game, with two willing participants locked in a battle of wits day in and day out.

I was already winning every battle, but after a while, he started developing a stutter which made it all the easier. As the year went on, it just got easier and easier, almost too easy.
On the last day of school, I remember him sitting quietly avoiding eye contact, while most of us were in our little groups laughing.

I don’t remember everything that happened when I approached him. I don’t remember what he said or why I said what I said, but I remember leaning in and telling him, ‘If you want me to stop, just say so.’

Tears began to roll down his cheeks. He didn’t return to school next year. After that class, I never saw him ever again.

It turns out we weren’t Holmes and Moriarty. I wasn’t Professor X to his Magneto. There was no rivalry.
I was just a freaking *****.” NewVirtue

Another User Comments:

“I used to work with a one-upper lady. One day we hired another temp worker who was also a one-upper. One day a few of us are having a break together and one of them tells us how she got a good deal on a car because she knows the owner of the dealership.

The second one apparently knows him too and has had him over for fancy dinner at her house. Also, she knows another car dealership owner.

Long story short, this went back and forth while the rest of the table is in silent awe/disgust in what is happening.
In the end, I am pretty sure one of them must have known every owner from here to the moon.” [deleted]

18. She Was A Bully, So He Knocked Her Down A Notch – Literally

“I broke someone’s shin. It was accidental, we were playing hockey in school and I misaimed, hit her as hard as I could instead of the ball, she wasn’t wearing shin pads and you can see where that ends… She was in the hospital for a while, then on crutches for months, into the next school year actually.

It meant she had to drop being in the netball team, think it screwed up her holiday plans, stuff like that.
Nothing that ruined her life, but not good stuff at the time.

She was a bully, and a **** and I did not like her. She had a charmed life, her brother was one of the most pleasant people you could know so it wasn’t upbringing, there was just something wrong with her emotionally. She and her friends derived enjoyment from mentally and emotionally torturing other people, including me and my few friends. After that, they left us all alone and our school lives were peaceful. It was accidental, I’m too short-sighted to have actually been able to distinguish her features during sport (didn’t wear my glasses), but I assume they had some doubt as to whether I had exacted revenge for years of pain.” DidYouKnowFacts

17. After Dealing With A Rude Customer, This Employee Had A Victory Sandwich

“I was once working in with an optician.

In my defence, the woman in this story had been a rude, awkward, cantankerous, old ******** from the second she stepped in the store.

The woman was putting her glasses away in her bag when a £5 note fluttered out on to the floor right next to her. She didn’t notice it escape and I didn’t mention it to her.

She left whilst I stayed seated at the desk and as she walked away I slid my foot over the note. Once she was out the door I made sure no one else was looking and bent down and swept the fiver off the floor.
Victory was mine!

She came back in about 2 hours later asking if anyone had handed a fiver in or we’d noticed it.

A colleague informed me of this shortly after she left again, whilst the victory sandwich I had purchased with my illicit ‘winnings’ digested comfortably in my stomach.

It may not have been the righteous thing to do, but I feel it was the karmic thing in response to her being such a major ****** canoe.” Arkaboop

Another User Comments:

“I always wonder how people notice when they lose cash. I never know how much cash I have on me, and unless it’s at least a $50 bill or something I’d never notice if I dropped it, much less be sure enough that I lost it and go back to the places I visited before.
I’d probably just think I spent it on something absentmindedly.

Good on you for keeping the money though sounds like she deserved it.” Kat75018

16. Catching The Culprit Was As Easy As Setting A Trap And Letting Them Fall In

“In my biology class, there was a girl who would always take some of my food.

A good friend got a hold of ghost pepper peanuts a couple of weeks later, so I filled a ziplock with them and left them on my desk as an easy target. I was at the back of the room when I heard a squeak and then saw the same girl fly out of the room later to return 10 minutes later covered in water.
No shame.” dsowders

Another User Comments:

“We had a guy in our dorm who would come into our room and eat the snacks we had lying around without asking. He was kinda an ***** anyway, and we’d had enough of his nonsense, so we baked cookies with laxative chocolates and just left them out.

Sure enough, he ate nearly the whole plate.

He spent almost the whole rest of the day on the toilet and almost took himself to the hospital. Eventually, he found out because everyone on our floor knew what we’d done and it got back to him. He tried to take a swing at me at a party the next weekend, and immediately got swarmed by like five guys, and thrown out of the party.
He didn’t eat our cookies anymore after that.” DolphinSweater

15. His Girlfriend Turned Into His Ex Because He Was A Selfish Jerk

“My girlfriend at the time was one of the sweetest, loving people I’ve ever met. She took care of me in more ways I can count.

Well, we started having this ongoing threesome with another girl. My girlfriend was all for a one-time thing, but the other girl and I kept pressuring her to continue.

Eventually, the other girl and I started trying to pressure her into a poly relationship she never wanted.

One day she came to me with a list of 25 reasons she wanted me to stop sleeping with this other girl.
Handwritten.

I went down the list line by line and explained why each of her reasons was wrong or stupid. We kept all playing but I was too selfish to realize how miserable she was.

We finally broke up about 2 months later because of that and a couple of other reasons, but honestly, we probably could have made it work if I hadn’t gotten so hung up on that other girl.

I actually still have the list almost 6 years later, kind of to remind me to never do things like that again.”  KMApok

14. When He Was Finished, He Didn’t Even Bother Cleaning Up After Himself

“I guess this is pretty literal, but I ate way too many wings at Buffalo Wild Wings one time… probably in the 20-25 range.

I started driving home and after about two minutes I realized I wouldn’t be able to make it without pooping in my car. I pulled into a CVS and asked to use the bathroom. They said it was for employees only but I think I looked like I was in a lot of pain, so they let me in.

I sprinted to the toilet and ripped down my shorts. As soon as I pulled down my shorts I exploded out of my backend. The only problem is I hadn’t sat down on the toilet yet and I completely missed the toilet on the first explosion and destroyed the floor of their bathroom.
I made it to the toilet after that and continued draining everything inside of me while gagging because of the smell.

I finished my business and walked out of the CVS and waived to the lady who let me in there. I still live near this CVS and haven’t been back in since.” James_Francis_Ryan

Another User Comments:

“That’s even worse than some random pooping on the floor in a public bathroom. Imagine you’re the CVS employee. You see this guy in pain and he’s pleading for you to use your toilet… You know it is against the policy, but you see the sincerity in his eyes, so out of the infinite kindness of your heart, you let what seems to be an ok fella in a dilemma into the private throne only to realize a couple of minutes later that you’ve been duped.” pm_chicken_nuggets

13. This Student Reacted After Having His Teacher Yell Racist, Obscene Things At Him

“I live in Venezuela and went to a crummy public school, so when the time came for my class to learn English, it was pretty shocking for all of my classmates to learn that I already knew the language (I was taught at home by my father).

My English teacher, however, didn’t buy it. She insisted I was cheating, and every time we had to take a test, she would isolate me from the others ‘so that I wouldn’t copy them’ (which made no sense since the others were barely passing the class). She was openly hostile to me at any given chance, be it during class or in the halls.

At one point she actually started yelling at me in the middle of class. It was horrible, and I finally asked what she had against me. She told me, ‘You want me to believe you already speak English when that’s an obvious lie! You’re Black! Your father is Black! You people are not smart enough to speak two languages!’

The whole class went silent, which made my [insert vulgar insult] sound incredibly loud. I stomped out of the classroom to call my parents.

It didn’t dawn on me what I did until the next day when all my classmates were fussing over me since it was the first time they heard my nerdy, quiet self utter a rude word.” Tikld

12. After Being Cheated On, He Ruined His Boyfriend’s Life By Telling The Cheater’s Mother

“I had a boyfriend for about six months. Things were fine and we were taking it slow until his roommate told me that they had ***. I was angry, but I told the roommate that I’m not going to be mad about it because I figured there was no point.

The roommate must have thought I was in a much better place than I was because he said I deserved to know everything my boyfriend was keeping from me.

The roommate pulled up my boyfriend’s Twitter account where he documented all of his bareback *** encounters with random men.

Pics, videos, stories, everything. It spanned the length of our relationship and beyond; I counted 15 different guys before I stopped. At this point, I got mad and accidentally forwarded the whole page to his mother. Oops.” blacktrickswazy

11. This Employee’s Stomach Was So Upset, It Practically Exploded In The Bathroom

“It was the day after Thanksgiving. I was on my way to work. On the train, my innards start shifting and grumbling. From my stop, the like four-block walk to the office was PURE WILL.
Clenched butt cheeks, the awkward walk, the whole nine.

I made it into the office and to the stall. As I’m pulling down my pants, the entirety of my intestines vacated with such force that I coated the floor toilet and walls with the foulest, odorous feces I have ever smelled.

I have never voided that amount of mass from my body, nor do I think I ever will again. Luckily I didn’t get any on myself (thank you, Jesus).

Now, for the briefest of moments, I thought. ‘I had a good run here, I’m sure I could find another job. I should zip up and walk out and never look back,’ To my credit, however, a more level-headed approach was the plan of action.
I ran to my desk, printed out a Temporary Out of Order sign, went to maintenance and got the supplies I would need. I then began the full hour’s worth of work cleaning up the mess. The moral of the story, don’t stuff yourself with green bean casserole and drink yourself to sleep when you have work in the morning.

” theiosif

10. This Story Teaches Us To Never Mess With Hardcore *****

“When I was 18 (20 years ago) I was renting a house with two friends. We were all on welfare and addicts. My day consisted of waking up, scoring, making stuff all day and selling it during the day/night to support my addiction, which at this time was smoking.
One welfare night, back home it’s called Marti Gras, I had a get together at my place. Everyone there was young, dumb and using.

My roommate was making a run for me and a few other people in the house. I ordered some ***** and continued entertaining while I waited for it to arrive.

Bout an hour later, my roommate got back home with all our treats.

However, he wasn’t alone. He brought with him a woman in her 30s whom I’ve never seen before. Cute girl, clearly a party girl, but pretty boisterous.

When I was handed my stuff, I went right to preparing it and this girl, standing right next to me pulled her treats out of her purse and lined them up next to mine on the counter.
While I was getting mine ready, she was getting hers ready. She had her drug of choice at this point, and I wanted nothing to do with it.

I knew enough about downers to know what was too much and what was a normal amount.

She chased her stuff down with what I had. She took it like a champ, gave me a kiss on the cheek and went to the kitchen table and sat down.

The table was directly in front of my counter. There were about 10 to 15 people in the kitchen at that time. By around midnight, everyone was lit up.

After a while, Porkchop (an old jail buddy) told me the girl was gagging.
She was gonna throw up.

The girl was sitting with her back to the table, with the back of the chair pressing against her chest and throat. I lifted her head up and could tell she was gurgling. So I took an empty pizza box that someone had handed me and placed in on the floor under her.

At this point, she was awake but clearly messed up. So was everyone else.

Shortly thereafter, half of the house went across the street to play some pool at the 24-hour pool joint.

I was with this group.

Two hours later, we left and started walking across the street.
At that time, we had seen the other half of the house party coming out and they were all going to the pool hall as well. My roommate, who was in the second group, told me the place was locked up. I have to use the kitchen window to get in.

I was far too big to get up and through the window, so me and a couple other boosted Porkchop up.

He got through the window and I started to walk around the back of the house to the kitchen door to get let in.

The moment he opened the door, he said the girl was still in the kitchen.

We all went inside.

I checked on her right away. About half of those with me were girls other half were boys. The girls all started making jokes about how she couldn’t handle her *****, etc, etc. The boys all went about their business. Bathroom, video games, dope, the usual, while Porkchop and I continued to check on this woman.

After a few moments, it was clear that she was dead.

At the point, those in the house all started to panic. The girls started crying and getting hysterical the boys started jumping up and down yelling and being loud.

Now you all have to understand: this was a drug house.
There was all kinds of paraphernalia everywhere. I had around 50 pounds of ***** in the basement.

I’m talking 20 garbage-bags full.

So, I decided that we had to call 911 and we had to move her outside.

So we took her outside, laid her on the grass, and called 911. We told everyone to leave while my roommates and Porkchop and one girl stayed behind.

Now if you made it this far, this is where the crummiest thing I’ve ever done comes in.

I went inside the house and tried to clean up the best I could. I also grabbed her purse, ran her purse across the street and put it in the dumpster.
But not before I went into her wallet and took out what she had left of her welfare money, for myself.

Additionally, we told the ambulance medics that we had found her outside like that.

We didn’t say we knew her or what she had taken anything. They told us it was the 23rd overdose call that night. In a town of 70 thousand. This was typical.

Fast forward a couple of weeks. I get a banging on the door at 3:00 am. I open it up and the woman was standing in my doorway…with 5 ***** Angels.

The woman I carried outside. I felt her lungs empty when I put her over my shoulder.
She was standing in my doorway…asking to come in. I was in shock. Scared. Confused.

Then, she walked inside and told me she was the woman’s twin sister. She came to see where her sister died.

I told her she died outside. She started getting hysterical, telling me I’m lying.

The full-patch ***** Angel very calmly told me that they knew she didn’t die outside. That I had one chance to tell the truth.

So I told them. In the kitchen. She did some ***** followed by another kind of drug, smoked some more, sat down and died. And no one did anything to help her.
After the sister cried and walked through my house for a bit, they all left, never to be heard from again.

But wait… it’s not over.

A couple of weeks after that, the cops show up at my door. My roommates and I were told we’re under investigation. They knew she died inside not outside based on the autopsy, time of death, temperature or something like that.

We were taken in to give a statement.

I told the truth. Nothing ever comes of it. They wanted charges but the crown didn’t bother pursuing.

So a very long story made short…A strange woman overdosed and died at my house.
I panicked, took her outside, put her purse in the trash across the street and took her money.

It bothers me to this day. The money, not taking her outside. She was gone, but I took a dead woman’s money and that’s disgusting. And I’ll never have an opportunity to fix it. So that was 20 years ago and I still carry that regret and embarrassment.” [deleted]

Another User Comments:

“This powerful story needs to be sent to high-school students all over the U.S. and beyond. It could go a long way toward keeping them from using or even trying.” pamelad321

9. This Guy Tricked People Into Breaking Their Computers… For Fun

“At Diablo 3’s launch, no one could log into the servers.

On D2jsp forums, a d2 trading site. I posted a ‘solution’. I had said that blizzard added a folder to prevent people from logging into their servers and that it was called the ‘system32’ folder. I explained that all you had to do was delete this folder and you could play again. The first 3 people who saw it knew what I was doing, so they all posted ‘Thanks man, I’m back in the game now.’

The thread got tons of views before mods saw it. I got about 3 replies saying that they’re posting from another computer and that they can no longer turn on their computers.
There’s no telling how many people fell for this.” Sam443

Another User Comments:

“There’s a special place in **** for people like you.

Fortunately for you, I enjoy humor at other people’s expense.” Log_Out_Of_Life

8. He Saw His Sister Being Taken Advantage Of And Stepped In

“My sister was an 18-year-old college freshman when she started dating this bag of jerk named Ben. He was 32, did *****, was a deadbeat dad, and lived close to campus so he could prey on college girls more conveniently.

I was 16 and went to visit my sister. I noticed the new futon that my parents had just bought her was missing from her dorm room.
I asked her where it went and she told me Ben stole it one day while she was in class. He claimed he took it because she hung out at his house so often and needed to ‘contribute to the house.’ My sister was kind of a pushover and didn’t fight for it.

That night. we went to a party at Ben’s house and everyone was wasted except me. I went into Ben’s room to use the attached bathroom and noticed a roll of 20s sticking out from underneath a sweater on his dresser. I took $260 and tucked it in my back pocket.
We stayed the night there and were awoken to Ben flipping out about the missing cash. Still with it tucked in my pocket, we helped him look for it for almost an hour. As soon as my sister and I got back to her dorm, I gave her the cash and told her we were going couch shopping.” FlyLesbianSeagull

7. He Tricked A Jerk Into Getting Pee All Over Himself

“This is more freaking weird than terrible, but I still think it’s interesting enough to include.

When I joined my secondary school in year seven, we had to have a campout on the school field to get to know each other and long story short, I ended up peeing in an empty two-liter bottle of coke.
In the morning, my friend and I decided to leave it in the bushes at the other end of the field to see how long it could be kept there.

Skip forward a few months and we’re all on the field for a PE lesson, but our teacher had to leave for something and left us to ourselves. My friend and I decided to check if the bottle was still there (which it was) and somehow it ended up being kicked about by the rest of the class who were all trying to hit each other with it to drench them with fermented pee.

Some jerk eventually saw people kicking the bottle about and decided to kick it over the fence, towards the main school building. I think he just wanted to ruin everyone’s fun or something.

My friend and I decided to go and find it during break and lo-and-behold it was still there. We were really iffy about touching it because it had been leaking after being kicked about so much and I think the cap had become undone a little, so we sort of nudged it onto the path, unsure what to do with it.

Then out of nowhere, the pr*ck who had originally kicked it over the fence shows up, picks it up, and starts to glare at us.
I think he must have just not liked us because my friend and I had already established our cozy little spot at the bottom of the social ladder (a bit of a no-brainer when you decide to pee in a bottle during a school camp out).

But I realized, that if he was holding the pee-filled bottle, he probably didn’t know what was in there…so an idea came to my mind.

‘Oh no, please don’t kick it over the fence.’

That was all it took for this guy to try and spite me, because he let go of the bottle and rocketed his foot into it, sending it over the fence, but also spraying the contents of the bottle all up his leg.” TwinMarsh

6. He Punched A Human To Protect A Dog And Feld No Regret

“I was walking through a car park with a friend to get to the shops.
Some guy’s dog was running about while he was calling it and it wasn’t listening and it ran up to us.

I figured the dog was just misbehaving a little bit so I grabbed its collar and stroked it while the guy came over.

When he got there I walked off and he didn’t even say thank you and then I heard a little thump, and the dog yelp. I turned around to see that the guy had lifted the dog up by the throat and thrown him back down on his back.

I ran over to him and landed a huge punch on his jaw and knocked him on his bottom.
He was in shock and just sat there for a few minutes while I called an animal shelter and comforted the dog. The guy was crying when they got there and I let them take the dog as the police arrived.

They asked me what happened and then arrested the guy and gave me a slap on the wrist. I didn’t feel a single bit of remorse.” MidnightSage

5. This Grandchild Had His Nanna’s Permission To Reciprocate Bully-Like Behaviour

“When I was 6, I went to the beach with my nan. It was a gorgeous day, as little-me began innocently making an amazing, groundbreaking, metal-core sandcastle.
Lo and behold, this little, salty jerk trots up to me, and says, ‘Hi’, to catch my attention. I’m kneeling down, so as I look up at her, she kicks a big wad of sand in my face, of course getting completely into my eyes.

I run off to my concerned nan, who began wiping my face, asking what was wrong in her usual, loving and kind way.

Once I finally explain to her what happens, her face changes into a darker, more callous nan.

She looks me straight in the eye and says, ‘Well, go find her and kick sand back into her face.
Do it.’

I see the sea-jerk, now smugly building her sandcastle. I was always a timid child but now was my time. I saunter up to her, stealthier than Big Boss and say, ‘Hi’. With a sandy hint of irony, she looks up at me, roles reverse.

I take a huge swing of my tiny leg, and see the fear and regret in her eyes as she preempts her demise. Her eyes widen in horror, she begins to shake her head, ‘No, I’m sorry!’

Too late, jerk.

The sand was kicked, tears were shed.

I’m pretty sure an explosion went off behind me as I strutted back to my proud grandmother.” mollypop94

4. The Number One Thing He Regretted Was Not Calling An Ambulance

“Four years ago I went round to my father’s flat, I hadn’t seen him in a couple of months by this point.
I had been banging on the door for about fifteen minutes before I thought, ****, what the **** is taking him so long?

Eventually, he answered the door, his legs looked like they belonged on a sparrow, and his stomach a gorilla, he let me in and turned towards the living room, stopped, and shouted ‘Oh, ***’, he meant this literally as some black tar-looking liquid dribbled down his leg. At this point, I should mention that my Dad had been suffering from alcohol addiction for as long as I can remember.

I followed him into the living room and immediately noticed that it smelled like someone had died in there a month prior, my Dad lay on the couch and I asked him if he was ok – I already knew the answer.
At this point, the thought of calling an ambulance crossed my mind, but I thought better of it – the reason he lay on the sofa-bed in the living room was that he’d been sub-letting the two bedrooms in his two-bed flat out to a drug dealer to grow *********. I asked my Dad to let me take him to hospital but he refused.

He refused to go to the hospital, so I knocked on his neighbour’s door, at this point I started crying, and asked his neighbour (and friend) to help me convince him go to the hospital, he came round and did his best, he said ‘[Dad’s name] you’ve got a [xx] year old man crying here because he cares about you, so can we take you to hospital and get this sorted out?’ My Dad was a proud man and told him nothing was wrong.

I spent the next three hours trying to convince him to go to the hospital, bluffing that I’d phone an ambulance if he continued to refuse, all he said to me was ‘Just give me one last night’, as he grabbed his bottle of Prince Consort and took a swig.

I phoned my employer and explained that I wouldn’t be in work the next morning because my Dad wasn’t well, my boss told me that if I was as worried as I had told him I was, I should phone an ambulance, but again I had convinced myself that this wasn’t an option.
I stayed the night and the next day I called a taxi to take my dad to the nearest hospital, he passed out in the car and farted the worst toxic gas I had ever smelled, the taxi driver helped me get him into a wheelchair when we arrived at A&E and I wheeled him inside – the worst feeling in my life was when the entirety of the waiting room turned around wide-eyed like I was looking directly into their minds as they thought ‘WHAT THE EFF ARE YOU DOING BRINGING THAT GUY TO A&E, PHONE AN AMBULANCE ONCE IN A WHILE FFS’.

Needless to say, he was rushed to the front of the queue, I explained to the A&E nurse what had happened and she ensured that he was taken to a ward and given a saline drip immediately.

While he was in the ward the doctor and three nurses took me into a room and asked me whether I wanted them to continue running the life-support machine if he lost consciousness, at this point the reality that he might die hit me like a mega tonne of nuclear explosives and I immediately turned around, covered my face and started sobbing like a child.
The nurse told the doctor that it wasn’t fair to put that decision on me and asked if there was anyone else they could pass the decision to, my mum, nan and two of my brothers were on a holiday that my dad paid for with his drug money at that point, so I phoned his sister, she arrived a short time later.

Later that night my Dad was in ICU (Intensive Care Unit), he was conscious, compos mentis and his usual, wonderful self. He asked me to get him a TV magazine and told me to go home, so I did.
The next day I went to the hospital and I had forgotten to get him a TV mag, he never asked for much, but would always remember and do anything I asked for, so this really stuck with me. I told him that I wanted to stay with him at the hospital, but he told me he’d be fine and to get back to work, so I left. Things were really tight at work with regards to deadlines and my boss had already been asking when I’d be back, he told me that if anything happened they’d pay for a taxi to the hospital for me, so the next day I went back to work.

It was about midday and I was sat at my computer when I got a phone call from a number I didn’t recognize, it was a doctor from the hospital, he told me that my dad had fallen into a coma and that if I wanted to see him alive again I needed to make my way to the hospital as soon as possible. I couldn’t find my boss, I guess he was out at lunch, by this point my head was a mess and I was just aimlessly pacing the office like a madman so I decided to run to the train station, I caught the train and called my girlfriend and she left work and met me in a taxi as soon as I got off the train.

We got to the hospital and rushed to ICU, he was unconscious as they had said, and the doctor explained that his liver had failed, and was no longer cleaning his *****, due to this they had given him some kind of drip, all I remember is a machine with four syringes mechanically pumping clear liquid into him, I was told that this was to slow his ***** flow, as his ***** was now poisonous, and it was his own ***** flowing through his brain that had made him unconscious. After a few hours his fingers, toes, and lips started to turn cold and blue, I wrapped his hands and feet in spare clothes he insisted that we brought with us before we left his flat.

By now I had realized that we were at the point where visiting hours no longer applied to us, we sat watching him until the early hours, hoping that he’d wake up. He started foaming pink froth from his mouth so I called the doctor immediately, the doctor told me that I needed to call anyone that would want to see him before he died and tell them to get to the hospital, I called all of his brothers and sisters and let them know, in the meantime, I tried to clean the froth that was coming out of his mouth as I knew he wouldn’t want anyone to remember him like that, and held on to all the hope that I could continue to muster that he’d still wake up and be OK.

After about an hour all of the family that was close enough to make it was there, as was the pink froth but there was nothing I could do at that point. We sat around talking to him, telling him stories and repeating stories that he used to tell us, anything we could to get through to his unconscious mind  – at one point the nurse came over and told us that they couldn’t give him any more ***** to slow his ***** flow, I snapped and asked whether this was due to monetary reasons.

By this point it was 3-4 am, in all honesty, I don’t remember, but it was still dark but almost light outside, my dad started stirring, everyone started calling his name and telling me that he was looking for me, I got excited and jumped around the hospital bed into his sight, shouting ‘He’s waking up! He’s waking up!’ After I had moved to the other side of the bed he sat up at a forty-five-degree angle, opened his eyes to look at me one last time, then fell back to the bed and the heart monitor flat-lined.

I’m not a religious person, but at this point, I felt as close to soul-less as an atheist could possibly feel, it was a strange kind of completely void of emotion kind of feeling that I hope never to experience again. My big brother asked me if I wanted to give my Dad a kiss, so I looked at him like ‘do I look like I kiss men to you?’ and gave him a hug.

I walked out of the room and my girlfriend followed, I pushed the swing doors open and as they swung together behind me I dropped to my knees and broke into tears, two nurses ran to comfort me but I stopped crying as soon as they arrived, I just didn’t want to feel that vulnerable in the presence of strangers.

To this day I wonder whether I’d be telling the story of how my Dad almost died again if I’d phoned that ambulance.” [deleted]

3. He Shut His Cousin Up With A Hot Sauce That Made Him Cry

“One time at my big family reunion we had family from all over to eat at our house. I had a cousin named Blake and I heard him bragging at the dinner table that the hot sauce he was using for his food was ‘weak’ or how he could handle any hot sauce.

So in my 12-year-old mind, a lightbulb went off in my head. ‘Let me go get that atomic hot sauce in the fridge.’

It’s more of a gag gift because half a teaspoon and you’re royally screwed.

A mere teaspoon will do you in. He proceeds to dunk his whole fried chicken wing in the sauce. For the next twenty minutes, there was lots of screaming and freaking out and little me was dying with laughter looking like a little brat in front of the whole family with veins popping out of my head.

Worth it.” Kdizzle206

2. This Friend Betrayed His Bestie And Regretted It For The Rest Of His Life

“This was I think five years ago now. I decided to teach my friend a lesson when he kept his Facebook logged in on my laptop. I was like ‘I’ll write haha lol I’m into dudes’ but that was letting him off the hook too easy, this would be the last time he left his Facebook logged in I told myself.

I know him very well so it wasn’t hard to write a paragraph where it really does sound like he is coming out to everyone.

Everybody bought it. Within five minutes, his aunt posted something like ‘oh dear boy, I always knew about you! No shame sweetheart’. His family called his mom. His mom didn’t know anything of course and she called my friend. He was in class so not answering. She called the head of school, my friend was pulled out of class to a phone where I imagine his mom asking something like ‘Aunt X just called and said you’ve come out as gay to everyone when were you planning on telling me?’And he didn’t understand what the **** was going on.

I won’t lie, I laughed really hard at the whole thing until he showed up crying on my doorstep because he never would have expected it from me. He was having a hard time in class and I had just given them ammo for years and pretty much stabbed him where he wasn’t expecting it. Right in the back. Not proud.

When I heard his side of the whole thing (I’d only seen the comments) I apologized profusely and wrote a post about it, explaining it was me, etc.

Still to this day, there are people calling him out to admit he’s gay after all.
I’ve done some terrible stuff but as far as the breaking of trust goes I think that takes the cake.” MrKerbinator23

1. This Short And Sweet Story Teaches People Not To Be A Jerk On The Road

“There was a guy in my neighborhood who used to seriously tailgate me with his giant truck (complete with truck nuts) while riding on the streets in the subdivision to get to my house.

He lived down a few streets from me but we still took a few of the same turns. He would always ride my behind to the point that I couldn’t even see his hood.
Despite going over the speed limit and brake checking.
So I found out where he worked and slashed all his tires. Coincidentally, he’s backed off a bit.

It feels good, man.” HeSaysWhat

Some of the stories we’ve mentioned have questionable results that toe the line between what is right and wrong, especially when it comes to the law. Always be mindful of following your area’s law, as breaking it could have drastic consequences.

Do you have a tale of something you did that is tongue-in-cheek, despite usually being a lawful, law-abiding citizen? Let us know in the comments below!