We all know that deep down, no matter who we are, there's that little itty bitty voice in our heads that whispers to us when we're wronged and lets us know that sometimes...revenge is a dish best served hot.
So, when Reddit user u/kickypie posed the question, "What's the most deliciously wicked act of pettiness you've committed in the wake of a relationship's spectacular implosion?" In r/AskWomen, I knew it had the potential to be full of unreal stories. Here's what they had to say:
1. "After finding out my longtime partner was having a full-blown affair (including having the other woman over while I was out of town and her sleeping on my side on the bed), I cleaned the toilet with his toothbrush. Oh, did I chuckle when I heard him brushing his teeth that night."
2. "I gifted my boyfriend a surprise trip to see his best friend in another state. He met a woman there and told her I was just a roommate and I was moving out. Well, about a month after he got home, she called the house ('80s), and I was a deer in the headlights when I asked who she was, and she spilled the whole story. I had left my dream job to move with him to a new city and state for his job."
"We had been together for four years. I confronted him, and he said he was in love with her and I would need to move out, which I did. He was a real fashion guy. I cut the crotch out of all his suits. He was a wine snob, so I took all the good wine with me, along with the best antiques. I then took the landline phone and called Japan, where you were left on hold forever, before I walked out the door. Back then, international calls were obscenely expensive. Finally, my neighbors threw me a goodbye party, and he knew the whole neighborhood knew what he did. Being very vain, he couldn’t stand that anyone would think he was less than brilliant."