Is revenge sweet?

I'm a good plotter in my imagination but never carry anything out!

Same for me. I'm very cowardly, I'm sad to say.

I too love a good revenge fantasy. The perp is exposed for what they are and on the way down they meet all the people they trod on on the way up!

Never happens and I dont have the guts or wit to orchestrate it unfortunately

Like: you end up somehow on the interview panel for a job your ex horrible boss wants and they squirm when they see you ?

Oh yes!
Your driver is instructed to stop your big expensive car so you can go and help a poor elderly man.. homeless and huddled against the cold in a shop doorway.
As you draw close, guess who it is?

Your shitty ex landlord applies for a cleaning job at your mansion

About a year ago, I bought a house from a couple. Did several visits with family and friends to see if it would be suitable and had a full survey done before I proceeded. All was not as it seemed though. The previous owner was an enthusiastic, but incompetent, DIYer. Everything from dodgy electrics (live electricity cables shoved into ceiling cavities), botched plumbing, you name it, he'd had a go at it. And made a dog's breakfast of it all. Thousands of pounds spent have been spent, months of misery regretting my stupidity; I've found out where he now lives. I've spent so many nights plotting my revenge. And I'd do it too, except his house his covered from all angles by security cameras. I'm just waiting.......

Couldn't think of anything I could do that would let me sleep easy. Natural consequences and telling the truth are different though
Ex used to moan that he deserved a much bigger house that wasn't cluttered, so when he moved in with someone with an even smaller cluttered house I helped him by taking over all his stuff however old and tatty, stuff that was ours but I wanted to get rid of [old audio equipment for example I took round and said he couldn have it all. He tried to continue his abuse and control by holding up the divorce proceedings, karma got him there, as both his parents died leaving him half the house, so there was more money in the pot to share. Had he not been such a nasty person doing that, we'd have done it on the figures without the house, I was able to stay in the house because of that
I started telling people the truth about how he was behaving and how he'd been so abusive for years, being able to tell the truth is very liberating. Eventually, and with the help of a counsellor I let the police know what he'd told me that he'd done to children, while I do not know who it was, if anyone comes forward I hope they will find my information useful. Had I known before I'd have left him myself
He is not abusive to his new woman because he lives in her house with no security of tenure, she can throw him out any time, and she will do, she threw out her husband who actually owned the house with her. He has not bought himself a property and the cost of houses has gone up, so he needs to behave.
While I believe that he sees the children occasionally, he doesn't meet up with them on holiday or stay with them ever. his family don't like her so I don't think he sees much of them. friends invite me not him to things.
It's happened without me doing anything.
Other things I do the same

Sounds like a total nightmare Chewbacca. Just a thought but as the previous owner was a DIY failure, he may have installed those security cameras himself, and whose to say they work!!

chewbacca your bitch should be with the surveyor. He should have seen the problem and advised a full electrical survey or getting a plumbing survey.

Every survey we have ever had the surveyor has gone overboard warning us to get separate special surveys done and telling us about every cracked tile in the kitchen, every door which has a dodgy catch and even a crack in a cupboard door.

The DIY disasters were very well hidden M0nica and, much as I'd love to go after the surveyor, in all fairness it really wasn't their fault. He couldn't be expected to know that hidden behind a row of base and wall cupboards, DIY man had removed a radiator and failed to cap it off. The resulting 20 year slow dripping from the valve, that rotted the skirting boards hidden behind wall cupboards, didn't reveal themselves until everything was ripped out for a new kitchen to be installed. Pretty much the same scenario with bathroom plumbing.

Surveyors cover their butts TBH. All surveys Ive had (always had full ones) were always full of disclaimers about only assessing visible/accessible areas and all said that only individual specialists could give conclusive advice....

How do you not know he just wanted a grandchild figure in his life

Er, some young people I know, who have taken their parents’ split very hard, told me that they scrubbed a loo with the ‘other woman’s’ toothbrush.
I have to admit that I laughed. ?

It wasn’t on-purpose revenge, but when I was doing my best to get published, a fellow would-be author who I didn’t know well at all, wrote me an unbelievably nasty letter - it positively dripped poison - and basically told me I didn’t deserve to succeed.

So when my first major success came, it was doubly or even trebly sweet, since I knew she’d soon be aware - such news travels fast in that sort of circle - and would be sick as a pig.

And because of that vile letter I was later able to tell another author, who was very upset by a horrible review of her novel on Amazon, that it was by poisonous X (the style was unmistakeable) and not to take it to heart, since she was just jealous. And, as my normally very mild-mannered dh had put it at the time of the letter, ‘She’s f***ing crackers.’

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Nieces of dh told us with glee that they’d given a loo a good scrub with a toothbrush belonging to the woman their father had left their mother for.

I forget where I read it, but I like the one about someone sewing small prawns into the sleeve linings of her cheating bastard of a bloke’s most expensive jacket. 😈

My first marriage was a disaster as we were both in a power struggle and boarding school survivors who had no idea how to communicate properly. When it crashed and burned he walked out on me leaving me to pay all the bills and mortgage. One day he decided to return and I had no power to stop him. He wouldn't pay anything towards the upkeep of the house and so after a while I had all the bills put into his name rather than mine. He was furious and I woke up one morning to find he had removed all the circuit breakers from the fuse board so I couldn't use any electricity. Luckily I found them and replaced them but before I went to work, I turned on every electrical item in the house. When he came home that night he was apoplectic!
I moved out that night before we killed each other!!!

Oh gosh- I wish I had some of these ideas 20 + years ago 😂

I rely on this..