Talk shit about me? Lose your job. (self.ProRevenge)
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Many many years ago when I was in college, I briefly dated a nice looking young man who I'll refer to as Mike. I found out about a week in that Mike was heavily into drinking and some drugs that I wasn't comfortable with, including crack and heroin (I was an average 20-something pot smoker who sometimes did mushrooms but nothing else.)
We dated for about 2 weeks, then Christmas rolled around. After a long heart-to-heart with a friend, Mike decided to go clean and quickly broke up with me because "I was a bad influence" even though I had been nothing but supportive of his decision. The whole "bad influence" thing was laughable since I'd only known him about a 20 days and I had originally decided to be open-minded about his drug use and give him a chance. Same didn't apply for me, I guess.
I thought he was out of my life but we had similar friends so sometimes we ran into each other. After each run-in, I would hear from those friends that he never stopped talking smack about me, even when said friends told him to stfu. Since he was now "A Proud Member of AA and NA", he felt it was his duty to inform everyone that- as a pot smoker - I was a filthy drug addict, and the way he tells it, I was completely responsible for his drug habit... the drug habit that he had for years before our brief 2-week dating experience. One time we ran into each other at a club and after I left he stated that "there's extra security at the door, probably because they know she's got drugs on her." For some reason he liked to target me and it got old real fast.
15 years pass, I made new friends, started a business, and moved to a new location. Lo and behold I find out that Mike is a Chemistry teacher at my local high school. He's teaching the children of some of my closest friends in the area, so I decide it's time for some revenge.
I let them know that I have some concerns about their children's Chemistry teacher. I state in hushed secretive tones over dinner parties and at Chamber of Commerce meetings that he's a heroin addict and has a drinking problem and that I've been hearing through the grapevine that he's been dating one of his students on the downlow.
It only took a month of a full inverstigation and he was subsequently fired. After asking around (a friend of mine works at the school, which is how the word spread so fast,) it turns out that he did have drugs in his system while teaching. Wow. I guess he's no longer A Proud Member of AA anymore, which I find ironic.
Maybe if he didn't have some unresolved personal vendetta against me and kept his mouth shut, then he'd still have a job. And as it turns out I actually did that high school a favor, so everyone but Mike is happy in the end.
138 comments submitted at 20:17:20 on Mar 9, 2013 by mahrevengethrowaway