They smile in your face the back stabbers

Totally agree with you overthehill that is good going. Sometimes you people post stuff it gets mis understood. I appreciate what you are saying now.

Thanks for your concern and advice but I am not spending my time worrying and fretting about what went on years ago. Just when the recent thing came up I thought back to those other occasions and thought it might make for a good discusion on here.

I have been on this earth a long time now and 3 occasions which p*****d me off is very few in the run of things.

Do not let the past ruin the present and future as well as the past
Let it go

it's possible there was another side to the camping club story. maybe the chairman was overdoing his help.
although it was tactless to tell him he needn't have bothered, maybe that was true and he should have let others get on with things.
(just guessing, i don't want to get into a discussion about it, tho

there are a lot of stupid / selfish / nasty people about and their actions don't always make sense so there is no point worrying about them once they are in the past.

Sorry Flickety I didn't make it clear that I was referring to the OP.

Aka Nothing to let go. I never 'held' it in the first place, overall I thought the whole episode amusing. It was her problem not mine.

From my last comment in the thread I have decided I am not a `team player`or for that matter someone who would want to serve on a committee.

I prefer to work alone on projects without the interference or unwelcome input of others.

We also belong to a camping club and a friend of ours in the club, who became Chairman, worked his socks off for the club. The last straw for him was when he deliberately drove from his campsite in France up to Yorkshire to help out with the catering to be told by someone there he needn't have bothered. Ouch!

Don't live in the past. Let it go.

When someone attempted to stab me in the back, it wasn't the event I still remember but the fact that I hardly knew the person and when I mentioned this to a work colleague she turned to me and said 'Don't you know she really loathes you?' I was gobsmacked. It didn't bother me, but I still remember the sense of being taken aback that someone who hardly knew me and worked in a completely different part of the company could take such a personal dislike to me.

Bitterness is corrosive - I agree, let it go and let it lie.

Wise words on here. Have a good cry. Blow your nose. Wipe your eyes. And move on. Life's too short

Think most of us have come up against nasty types who take some sort of pleasure in doing nasty things. I spent a lot of my 30s and 40s involved with either pre-schools, PTAs or other committee led educational organisations which seem to have more than their fair share of petty politics and spiteful people.
However, as I've got older and wiser and life has thrown some real disasters at me I have long since learned to let these things drift harmlessly into the dim and distant past. Yes, at the time I was probably very upset but I see no good in raking it up. Its all to easy to dredge it up and really depress yourself for absolutely no good.

I think that is wishful thinking! they may not get anything more than a great life! I have learned to let the past lie, it's so pointless even thinking about it [that's why it's called the past.]You can worry about today and even the future, but nothing is more fruitless than worrying about the past.

chloe1984 my sentiments also,anyone who has done anything untoward will get their rewards in one way or another "come's back and bite's them on the bum when they least expect it"

I also try not to dwell on things in the past that could be described as 'back stabbing' I have a saying that comforts me when I start to remember incidents etc........' they will get what they deserve, I may not be there to see it happen but it will.'

In local politics I found that it was other council members on my own side who stabbed me in the back - the opposition tackled me head on. I was once stabbed very badly and the stabber is now in the House of Commons.

I normally prefer to forget any back stabbings or such but one does still stay with me. I had a friend who would call on me all the time to help her out, always asking me to sort out her problems and so on, once even ringing me on a Sunday morning in tears begging me to go to her place to sort deal with a problem. I did all this because I considered her a friend - then she suddenly stopped speaking to me, wouldn't take phone calls or answer an email I sent asking what the problem was. This was several years ago and I generally don't think about it but now and again it rears its ugly head and I wonder what happened.

Is that strictly speaking back-stabbing? I thought it was basically criticising or attacking someone verbally while deceitfully pretending to be a friend.

Thankfully the older I get the shorter my memory has become. One of the few good things to come from the ageing process

I think it's always a shock to find that someone could cause you some kind of upset, whether intentionally or whether you are just a casualty of their machinations. I could name a few, but I don't want to start dredging up old memories.

None of the above slights were intended personally, they just show that there are some very inconsiderate people out there.

The only time I've been seriously stabbed in the back I took the botox ridden old hag two faced, dishonest employer to court and won.

Don't get mad, get even!

Jane

They came to mind because of what happened recently. I don't spend my days thinking about them.

Phoenix

You and me both. It might have been the spark plugs now I come to think about it. The reason was, he wanted the car so by disabling it he hoped I wouldn't be able to drive it away. He hadn't reckoned on my DH though, who knows quite a bit about cars.

phonex I'm assuming it's the plug leads i.e. connecting them to the wrong spark plugs.

You sound very bitter, overthehill. I'm not going to swap slights, perceived or otherwise, on here.

Perhaps what has gone, should be allowed to let lie !