Not like ideologically, but personally. I wanna hear about your beef
Oh dear. Had this friend, J. She was an artist and taught classes for kids. My kid started her class when J and I were already friend.
A few months later we were supposed to co-host a big New Year’s Eve party for a bunch of our friends. J was moving, had job troubles, she bailed on the party the week before–didn’t help, didn’t even come. I was annoyed but I could understand.
In the same time period my kid decides she won’t re-enroll on J’s class because… well, because she’s 7 and she got bored. I try calling J to let her know. 15 times as I recall it, let’s say 7 times because I may be wrong. She doesn’t return my calls. I have other things in my mind and eventually forgets about it.
Two weeks later, first art lesson of the new year, Kid doesn’t go. Two minutes after the lesson ends, J is calling me screaming that I forbade Kid to come back because I was angry about the misses New Year’s Eve party.
Nothing I said could convince her otherwise, and my numerous “I should have told you, I tried to, I called you 10+ times and you never called me back, and then it was the holidays and it slipped my mind” could have been in Ancient Greek for all the good they did.
It’s been 4 years. Small town. To this day she crosses the road to avoid me. She’s telling people I’m a terrible mother and person.My old manager from 15 years ago, she tried several times to get me sacked, because she absolutely hated me for a reason I never found out. The company started to struggle so I was the first one to be made redundant because of her. A few weeks later I am working somewhere else in the same town, my new manager comes up to me and asks who the hell (my old manager) was? I asked how they knew her and apparently she had been phoning up trying to bad mouth me to get me sacked! Massively upset me how someone could hate me so much and I never found out why
I had one like that, but managed to get promoted to equal standing so she’s no longer a direct threat. After nearly a decade of subtler sabotage, the company was sold to a competing firm when my boss retired, and one of their admins who had worked with her bad-mouthed her to hell and back but sang my praises. They had to keep her to do the shitty overcomplicated stuff nobody else wants to learn how to do, but at least now I don’t have to talk to her and I’m doing okay at the new place.
Wow that’s turbo fucked, what an asshole
It’s like 1-sided but from his perspective. Dude cannot stand me. I think he’s smart and cute, except he’s the world’s most shitty communicator. It’s not my fault you only communicate via inference.
Every pensioner that goes shopping on weekends. You have the whole week to roam around in the supermarket but no, you just have to choose the time when I’m off work to block every aisle and move at a snail’s pace.
But for real, probably my birthgiver. She’s the most narcissistic piece of shit I ever had the displeasure of meeting. Luckily I cut any contact years ago but I still wouldn’t piss on her if she was on fire.
No. The entire concept of that is incompatible with my world view. I can’t honestly even say that I hate anyone.
I don’t have enemies. I don’t really have friends, either. I maybe could use one or the other but I don’t have time in my life for both.
Not an enemy, more like a rival. He’s really good at what we do, clearly better than me. He lives a different life style than me, and is really smug about anyone who doesn’t share that life style.
He always makes me doubt myself, but I know it’s not on purpose. We have plenty of shared friends, so I guess we’re actually more friends than enemies. But I can’t help thinking about how excellent it would be to see him taken down a notch.
Rednecks. MAGAts. Anyone who makes my day worse.
BootyEnthusiast@lemmy.dbzer0.com seems to think they are my arch nemesis.
Without reading into this a single bit further I’m just going to assume it’s because you have an incredibly flat ass. My condolences
A true booty enthusiast would find beauty in all booty no matter the shape. I think they lost their rear entirely in a tragic accident, Booty Enthusiast was still enthused, that stirred up deep emotional confusion regarding their passion, and the confusion manifest as hate.
The eternal lack of documentation at my workplace
Are you my colleague?
I’m not a beefy person, more like an emotional vegetarian tbh. Plenty of people have had beef with me, some for known reasons and some I can only speculate about. People are allowed to have their feelings, and even when it bothered me I never saw a reason to change myself to in response to others, so I’ve never returned the favour.
Except one person. This fucker tormented me for years until I finally accepted him as an enemy. I finally won (had him fired while I got to stay on), but I still don’t feel good. I think this beef fundamentally changed me. I’m so much more petty and on edge and unwilling to trust people and let them in now than before. I don’t know if I wish that I had pushed back years earlier or just left years ago without engaging, but I don’t like myself as much now as I did before.
There was a family that was associated with the same social organization i still am. They attemped a power grab and were fairly successful in a subset of the organization. However they bit off more than they could chew and ended up being kicked out but they tried to take me down with them. It didn’t work only because I had the backing of the larger organization.
The dad’s resume came across my desk for a job recent. Sadly, he didn’t make the cut.
the plot twist would be that you were the scumbag HOA president and that the family was trying to stop your tyranny and fails.
You! I hate youuu grrrrrr
Very understandable, me too!
joined a start up. making bank, but the ceo is wicked. constantly saying people don’t work hard enough in front of others.
There was this guy that I thought was my friend. Whenever I felt down or had pretty bad thoughts, he assured me that was normal. I get that sometimes it helps, but he also never let me take things for granted, and even made me question genuinely positive things. He ended up ruining both of my major relationships and led me from a decently paying job (that I kind of enjoyed) to working a minimum wage job that ranges from decent to awful. He prevented me from enjoying things in life that I can never go back to experience ever again. I can’t say we’re besties anymore. That guy? That’s me.
