‘Revenge is a dish best served cold’ isn’t that how the saying goes?
Several jobs ago, I worked for a father and son company. The father was a sweetheart, the son an arrogant ass.
I arrived in the office one morning drenched to the skin thanks to said ass driving at speed through a puddle. He was telling whoever was listening what a riot it was for this poor soul as I dripped and squelched into the corridor.
I got my revenge on Friday July 31st that year by throwing up over his brand new black BMW he had just collected.
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