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Gaped: 7 26% 4:33 am CR Ask Quora Bookmarks Ed Feed M Trending What is the rudest thing you have ever done? Or one of the rudest things you've done that you can remember. Please be as specific and detailed as you can in your answers Petter Brenna Rian, Aspiring Renaissance Man 120.1k Views mentally annihilated a young woman because I was fed up with her getting whatever she wanted just because she was hot We were both working at a restaurant, and she would get anything she wanted. She would simply look at you, smile, stroke your arm, and you'd be smitten. was witnessing how she ruthlessly worked her magic. So I decided to break her I saw her talking to the manager. She was describing this elaborate meal she wanted the kitchen to make her. The kitchen despised making customized meals for us. But, this girl would manipulate the manager to get her way. However, she would need a waiter (like me) to put the order into the system I walk by, and the manager stops me. "Petter can place the order for you." She turns to me, and she starts her Answer Notifications More Read 26% 4:35 am CR Ask Quora Trending Bookmarks Ed Feed VOU routine. Her eyes widen. She is smiling. She touches my arm. Her cleavage is calling for me. She explain her order in a soft voice. She moves closer as she talks Then when she finish talking, she waits for my response I'm sorry. I can't do that. You are just not pretty enough walk away. She is completely dumb-founded. Her mouth is gaping. The manager breaks down in laughter. He can't believe it After that must have pushed some buttons in her head. First she demanded an apology. To which l told her I had no reason to apologize. Then she would ask why I hated her would tell her that I don't. I'd say "I'm completely indifferent to your existence". She was in despair. I was mentally torturing her After awhile she would strive for my approval. She wanted me to just say anything nice to her. She desperately needed me to like her. She would do favors for me. She would be extra nice to me. She would praise my work. Praise my looks. But l never showed any sign of remorse. Or approval. l never did Answer Notifications More Read "Aspiring Renaissance Man" completely devastates vain coworker
Gaped: 7 26%
 4:33 am
 CR Ask Quora
 Bookmarks
 Ed Feed
 M Trending
 What is the rudest thing you have ever done?
 Or one of the rudest things you've done that you can
 remember. Please be as specific and detailed as you
 can in your answers
 Petter Brenna Rian, Aspiring Renaissance Man
 120.1k Views
 mentally annihilated a young woman because I was
 fed up with her getting whatever she wanted just
 because she was hot
 We were both working at a restaurant, and she would
 get anything she wanted. She would simply look at you,
 smile, stroke your arm, and you'd be smitten. was
 witnessing how she ruthlessly worked her magic. So I
 decided to break her
 I saw her talking to the manager. She was describing
 this elaborate meal she wanted the kitchen to make
 her. The kitchen despised making customized meals
 for us. But, this girl would manipulate the manager to
 get her way. However, she would need a waiter (like
 me) to put the order into the system
 I walk by, and the manager stops me. "Petter can place
 the order for you." She turns to me, and she starts her
 Answer
 Notifications
 More
 Read

 26% 4:35 am
 CR Ask Quora
 Trending
 Bookmarks
 Ed Feed
 VOU
 routine. Her eyes widen. She is smiling. She touches
 my arm. Her cleavage is calling for me. She explain her
 order in a soft voice. She moves closer as she talks
 Then when she finish talking, she waits for my
 response
 I'm sorry. I can't do that. You are just not pretty
 enough
 walk away. She is completely dumb-founded. Her
 mouth is gaping. The manager breaks down in
 laughter. He can't believe it
 After that must have pushed some buttons in her
 head. First she demanded an apology. To which l told
 her I had no reason to apologize. Then she would ask
 why I hated her
 would tell her that I don't. I'd say
 "I'm
 completely indifferent to your existence". She was in
 despair. I was mentally torturing her
 After awhile she would strive for my approval. She
 wanted me to just say anything nice to her. She
 desperately needed me to like her. She would do favors
 for me. She would be extra nice to me. She would
 praise my work. Praise my looks. But l never showed
 any sign of remorse. Or approval. l never did
 Answer
 Notifications
 More
 Read
"Aspiring Renaissance Man" completely devastates vain coworker

"Aspiring Renaissance Man" completely devastates vain coworker

Gaped: $2000 ths.com.au/ .au/ com.au/rent om.au/2mode-rente m.au/ oadband.com.au/ .au/ com.au/personalゾー/ つく。 hermionemollycharliepond: just-raowolf: edenwolfie: my year 8 students had to do a budgeting activity pretending they were living out of home on $2000 a month and I find this written on there help I can’t fucking breathe We had to do this and I was partnered with a boy whose parents are a scientist and a doctor. My family spawned the book: Top Drawer Villain - autobiography of a London criminal. First of all, we had to choose where we would shop. He wanted to buy from Booths. “We are not buying from Booths,“ I snapped. ”Get on Asda’s website right now.“ His face froze. “A-Asda?” he whispered. “But that’s where… The Lower Classes shop.” This was a good start. We then had to decide on a menu. We started on breakfast. “Toast,” he said. “Toast,“ I said. ”Great. Look, Asda has its own wholemeal—” “Warburton’s thick-slice white bread. Nothing else. With olive oil.” “You WHAT?“ I choked. ”You have olive oil, on your toast, in the morning?” He frowned. “Who doesn’t?” “Okay,“ I said, ”but what will the children eat?” He gaped at me. “The children? We have children?” We continued. All was well until it came to what we would have on our sandwiches. We even sorted out the children’s lunch - they, of course, would get free school meals. “Yes,“ he agreed; ”if we can’t even afford Bertolli then they can get school meals on the government.” He asked what dressing we should have on our ham. “Nuh-uh,“ I said. ”Can’t have ham. I’m vegetarian.” “But I’m not.” “Yes, but we’re married and we can only afford one sandwich filler so it has to be vege—” “We’re married!?” “Of course we’re married! You’re devout Christian - how do you think I convinced you to have children?” He shook his head, frowning. “Well I want ham. You’ll have to put back the washing powder - I need ham on my sandwiches.” We continued. Finally, it was dinner. “Okay,“ he said, clearly thinking hard; ”for dinner, we can have… Chicken nuggets and… Beans?” “Vegetarian.” “Vegetarian nuggets then. And beans.” “We need vegetables. The children have to have a balanced diet.” “You and your children!“ he yelled, and the whole class looked around. “They’re your children too!” I screamed back. He leapt to his feet, shaking his head and looking distraught. “I don’t believe it - I don’t believe you! I wouldn’t have your children!” “Please,“ I cried, standing up also. ”Don’t—” “I want a divorce!” And he walked out of the classroom. The teacher stood up and stared between me and the door through which he had vanished. “I’m sorry,“ I whispered, ”but we couldn’t do it any more. There were just too many differences - I can’t live with someone who thinks champagne is a budget.” I can’t wait to see this guy when he gets to university. READ THE WHOLE THING
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hermionemollycharliepond:


just-raowolf:

edenwolfie:

my year 8 students had to do a budgeting activity pretending they were living out of home on $2000 a month and I find this written on there help I can’t fucking breathe

We had to do this and I was partnered with a boy whose parents are a scientist and a doctor. My family spawned the book: Top Drawer Villain - autobiography of a London criminal.
First of all, we had to choose where we would shop. He wanted to buy from Booths. “We are not buying from Booths,“ I snapped. ”Get on Asda’s website right now.“ His face froze.
“A-Asda?” he whispered. “But that’s where… The Lower Classes shop.”
This was a good start.
We then had to decide on a menu. We started on breakfast. “Toast,” he said.
“Toast,“ I said. ”Great. Look, Asda has its own wholemeal—”
“Warburton’s thick-slice white bread. Nothing else. With olive oil.”
“You WHAT?“ I choked. ”You have olive oil, on your toast, in the morning?”
He frowned. “Who doesn’t?”
“Okay,“ I said, ”but what will the children eat?”
He gaped at me. “The children? We have children?”
We continued. All was well until it came to what we would have on our sandwiches. We even sorted out the children’s lunch - they, of course, would get free school meals. “Yes,“ he agreed; ”if we can’t even afford Bertolli then they can get school meals on the government.”
He asked what dressing we should have on our ham. “Nuh-uh,“ I said. ”Can’t have ham. I’m vegetarian.”
“But I’m not.”
“Yes, but we’re married and we can only afford one sandwich filler so it has to be vege—”
“We’re married!?”
“Of course we’re married! You’re devout Christian - how do you think I convinced you to have children?”
He shook his head, frowning. “Well I want ham. You’ll have to put back the washing powder - I need ham on my sandwiches.”
We continued. Finally, it was dinner. “Okay,“ he said, clearly thinking hard; ”for dinner, we can have… Chicken nuggets and… Beans?”
“Vegetarian.”
“Vegetarian nuggets then. And beans.”
“We need vegetables. The children have to have a balanced diet.”
“You and your children!“ he yelled, and the whole class looked around.
“They’re your children too!” I screamed back.
He leapt to his feet, shaking his head and looking distraught. “I don’t believe it - I don’t believe you! I wouldn’t have your children!”
“Please,“ I cried, standing up also. ”Don’t—”
“I want a divorce!”
And he walked out of the classroom.
The teacher stood up and stared between me and the door through which he had vanished. “I’m sorry,“ I whispered, ”but we couldn’t do it any more. There were just too many differences - I can’t live with someone who thinks champagne is a budget.”
I can’t wait to see this guy when he gets to university.

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hermionemollycharliepond: just-raowolf: edenwolfie: my year 8 students had to do a budgeting activity pretending they were living out...