I’m not the type of man who generally gets actually spiteful or vengeful.
When people exasperated me, I choose to redirect my energy elsewhere instead of torturing myself with hatred. I’m of the opinion that this causes less trouble for me in the end, and doesn’t give them the joy that they’re looking for. That being said, there have been a few instances where the high road was not such an easy path… One of my number one stories of fairly innocent revenge took location at my crappy ex’s house. The name says it all – my pal and I had broken up and my pal and I weren’t on good terms. After months of being separated, all of my stuff was still in his apartment and he didn’t want to let me inside. Finally, I got the courts to let me in. While he was out of the house, he decided to be especially vindictive and to put a lock on the smart thermostat. This meant, I couldn’t turn down the air temperature programming which had been set at the maximum temperature of 85 degrees. So, I was forced to pack and transport all of my belongings in horrifically tepid and humid indoor air conditions. It was an disappointing and dirty process. At the end of my move, I thought that maybe his Heating and Air Conditioning system deserves a little extra love, since he had so thoughtfully set the air quality controls for me. I dug through my craft supplies that were packed in the UHaul, and pulled out the finest fairy glitter I could find. Then, I proceeded to carefully funnel the glitter into all of his air vents in the house. I left with the joy of knowing that he would return home and turn the air temperature controls back down to an appropriate temperature… only to have a pound of fine glitter shoot through every air vent and cover his rare belongings. That was a year ago – I bet he isstill trying to vacuum out his air ducts and carpeting.