Over my life I’ve definitely been the villain in some people’s stories which works both ways.
I wanted to start this topic to see if anyone is bold enough to throw something out there. Obviously, I’ll start…
During community college (almost 20 years ago) I had a mandatory class called Reception Skills where I had to do the bare minimum to pass.
One afternoon as I sat down at my desk, ready to crash out after a carb heavy lunch, I noticed the desktop PC was still logged in.
I opened it up and some girls email inbox was staring at me. I clicked a message, it opened and I read it while making sure to look over my shoulder in case anyone came back to log out.
I spotted a reply email saying,
"Dear Jane, unfortunately we are not accepting applications for teaching assistant volunteers. I wish you all the best.’
Principle Someone
The girl hadn’t replied so I did it for her. I wrote,’ Fuck you then’.
I sent it.
At the time I could not contain my enjoyment and hysterical laughter over it. Even now it makes me laugh. But I do wonder if that girl ever became a teacher or was she struck off before it all started. If I had been caught, a hard kick in the balls would have gotten me off lightly.
Anyway, that’s one of the times I acted like a massive, selfish asshole.
When I was in high school I was a bit of a rebel. Anyway, after the deputy headmaster went back on a deal we had about me not having to go to certain classes I was pretty angry so I pulled the fire alarm one afternoon. Anyway, for some reason nobody suspected it was me. The next day I found out some girl in the grade below said it was her and she was expelled. I have no idea why she owned up to something she didn’t do, but I stayed quiet.
I did that too, the guy whose account I used got suspended temporarily, a few weeks later they worked out it was me and the headteacher just laughed and i went on my way.
Same teacher lost his shit when I forgot to bring a pen to class one day though, c’est la vie.
Most of the truly bad shit from my youth was a number of fires, no guilt there. I regret more the things I did to emotionally hurt people. Some girl I was really into when I was about 15 asked me out via a note which she wrote to tell me she loved me. This got intercepted by some cunts who spread it around and she received quite a lot of shit for it. To try to recover herself, she told me when I was with the cunts that it was a prank, to which I said something like “thank god!” to save embarrassment.
She didn’t really recover in terms of popularity and never spoke to me again.
Also laughing out loud randomly during a special needs person doing a speech to the whole class. Awkward shit
That’s a shame for the girl. It must have taken all her courage to write that.
Same here with fires. A lifelong friend and I caused a fire in a disused storage building in our school. It was winter break and we got in through a hole in the roof then lit a fire to keep warm. It burned better than anticipated.
I chased a bus on foot for passing me without letting me on. The chase was for several minutes and across several intersections. I exercised a lot back then and I was very fit. I knocked on the driver’s door while he was stopped at a red light and shouted some and then sat in the back.
When I was young, we had a lot of black cats and one white one. I dipped the white one in a bucket of oil to make it black. Didn’t end well for the cat.
Yeah, I know. They passed me waiting at a designated bus stop like a “good boy”. And I always look out for the bus, try to walk to the front or the back so the driver can see me and I wave at them. So in those few cases where they still passed me by and left me behind, the error was really on the side of the bus driver.
