So for some context a few years ago I was grouped with a couple of teammates on a group project and from the get-go we were not clicking well. They were the type of people I can only describe as vegetarian idealists. Now I don't mind that type of person generally but it got to the point where the entire project took on a decidedly preachy tone and there was hardly any room for a different approach anymore. They were constantly throwing little comments my way that made it clear they thought they were better than me. Like I could never be okay with having a ham sandwich and well you should have cycled today instead of coming in with your car.
This came to a head when they decided they wanted to go visit several farmers to talk about sustainable agriculture. Something I felt was unnecessary and complicated the research for the sake of basically going on a field trip. This would also have taken multiple days out of our already packed schedule. So yeah I refused to go and I told them I was fine with them going but that I felt I was already more than pulling my weight here on the project and I explained that I didn't feel like spending my time on something that ultimately would not really contribute to the project.
To their credit they were very understanding. They left the next week and in total spent around three full days of our final week on this. So because I stayed home I got stuck with finishing the actual research while their excursions ultimately became little more than a footnote in the final report. And yeah this didn't sit right with me but since the end was in sight I did not feel like making a big deal out of it so I let it go.
As we were finishing up the project we decided to do a potluck and each bring something we made at home. Now this is where my plan started to hatch. I have a killer brownie recipe. They are incredibly moist and very flavorful and I have honestly just been disappointed by any other brownie since. So, come the potluck, I brought a full tray of these brownies, and of course, they loved it. Everyone came for seconds, and the entire thing was empty before the end of the day.
Then came the inquiries for the recipe. "Oh my god, these are so good. Please send the recipe to me. No way, I need this recipe."
Of course, I promised I would send it at a later time, but never planned on doing that. I kept coming up with excuses like, "Oh, I forgot. I will definitely send it tonight."
Eventually, we finished the project, we got good grades, and went our separate ways. But even years later, I occasionally get a message from a group member asking for the brownie recipe. But I ignored them all. I feel satisfied knowing they will probably never have a brownie that was better than mine in their life again, which I feel like is a fitting punishment for a minor annoyance.
And the next one is a great petty revenge story, which is titled "Your Seat?" question mark.
This happened to be back in the early 2000s. I used to travel a lot and always booked an aisle seat. This very large man had a true idiot about it. Had he asked nicely, I would have gladly switched with him, but he was blocking the aisle, so no one could get past him. So, I relented. After I moved, he turned to the crowd behind him and said, "Sorry, I had to wait for this lady to move out of my seat."
"Your seat?"
So, my revenge. Every 10 minutes or so, I made him get up so I could get out of my seat. I would stand in the aisle just a few rows behind a row. Just as he settled back in, I came back and made him get up to let me back in. After he got a drink, time for me to get up. Just as he opened food he brought with him, time for me to get up. Closed his eyes, time for me to get up. I did this to a whole 3.5 hour flight. It was obviously really inconvenient for him because he would have to pick up his things, put the tray up, take off his seat belt, get out, let me out, then put everything back, and I still smile when I think about that.
And yeah, guys, thanks for watching. I hope you have an awesome day, and I will see you again tomorrow.