Usually once you've worked in the service industry, you learn how to be a good customer. Oftentimes, you'll learn how to respect your server, clean up after yourself, and generally be a half-decent human being while you're enjoying food at a restaurant. You'd think that it would be a natural reflex to be polite to the person handling your food supply, but for the disrespectful types, tormenting your server is a prize-winning sport.

There's nothing worse than being blamed for something you didn't do, especially when you know who did do it but can't prove anything to defend yourself. This sinking feeling is one we have all probably felt at one point or another, like on the playground after some spoilt classmate framed us for their own misdeeds... No, Jared, I didn't throw that ball at the recess teacher, but you know very well who did.

Pranks can easily go too far when you're young and dumb. Spurred by the jests and jeers of their fellow kin, kids don't have the restraint to resist being little dirt bags. But how can we, as civilized citizens of the world, help teens and kids learn when they've gone too far with a prank? Scare them straight, of course.

One of the first things you learn in driving school is how to merge. Shortly after you learn which pedals make the car go and which pedals make the car stop, you learn the tried-and-true method of merging, fondly called “The Zipper”. However, once we're released onto the roads of the real world, oftentimes, people forget the you-go-I-go flow of traffic, forgetting entirely how to merge like a civilized driver.

There's always a bigger fish when it comes to the chain of command; if someone tells you they have the biggest and brassiest bells, you can almost guarantee they're still answering to someone whose bells are bigger and brassy-er. Still, people like to pretend that they're in charge and wield whatever power they have with impunity, and they certainly don't like being reminded that they do, in fact, answer to a higher power—especially when that reminder comes from some upstart students who are su…

In life, it's not worth worrying about the little things, especially when there are much bigger things to worry about… Yet, each neighborhood somehow manages to have that one neighbor who has nothing important to worry about and spends their days obsessing over petty details and perceived slights, plotting about how they're going to hold their neighbors accountable for that single blade of grass that went unmowed, or that leaf that blew over the property line that one time three summers ago.

Most landlords only consider temporary solutions without thinking about long-term consequences. Personally, I know the agonizing frustration of having a never-ending roach problem all too well. My first New York apartment was in an old building and by day two after my move-in, roaches started to show up. We got an exterminator, who did the bare minimum and nothing changed. We tried to talk to the landlord about it, but they just sent the same exterminator guy back, who this time informed us tha…

After a new management came and took over this OP's company, they immediately took a disliking to him. This man had been at the company for ages and trained most of the people there, so he had sort of gained a following at the company, although he wasn't a manager. He was also extremely good at what he did. He even had a side business that was going to allow him to retire early from this corporate job. However, after being wrongfully fired, he took legal action and ended up getting an insane de…

One of the penultimate joys of renting a home is having random strangers traipsing through your house; it will happen on a near monthly basis during your tenancy—or on whatever duration for inspection is dictated in your agreement. Still, whenever this occurs, you'll feel like you've been transported into Shawshank Prison and are awaiting an inspection from a corrupt and hostile warden who may take issue unpredictably at any little thing. Sure, in most cases, the inspection isn't nearly so insi…

While this story may not be as spicy as some of the other stories we've seen come out of this particular subreddit, without a doubt, it's a good bit of revenge against an arrogant employer that doesn't reek of an “and everybody clapped” sort of ending.

People love having someone to blame, especially in a situation where something has gone wrong, and they're worried about the finger being pointed at themselves. Rather than taking that risk, they're more than happy to scapegoat someone directly beneath them who is going to find it challenging to stand up for themselves against them. As the saying goes… “Sludge” only flows in one direction—and that's downhill.

It's a tale as old as time but one we'll never get tired of… A corrupt leader attempts to abuse their power in order to remove a pesky rebel before the rebel turns the tables, exposing the leader's errant ways and taking their place.

Put your money where your mouth is.

It's fairly perplexing when a company is particularly bad at providing a service, especially when that company's sole purpose for existence is to provide that service. When you're a leaf collection company, that kind of implies that you're going to be collecting a lot of leaves, and it would be fair for people to expect you to be adept at doing so. Well, it turns out that while a lot of companies brand themselves as providing such-and-such service, really, their main priority isn't providing go…

We talk a lot on here about terrible, predatory landlords, and that's only a small part of the constantly ongoing discourse on the topic around the wider internet. And, to be fair, they're an easy group to hate... There's a lot to be said about a group of wealthy investors who bank land and real estate, which pushes up prices for everyone else, who are then forced to rent and service the mortgages of the very same places they were priced out of in the first place, all the while contending with…

Don't you just love a good coworker bond over a common hatred that you can just spend all shift gossiping with and feeling validated for it? Me too. Whether it's a boss, a coworker, sports, anything. Nothing beats those special bonds that make work a little less miserable. Well, in this story, these coworkers became besties over their shared hatred of their new boss.