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We want to hear your tales of revenge. From sewing prawns in your lovers curtains to advertising your bosses job in the newspaper. What have you done? Confess! Confess now!
( , Fri 14 May 2004, 1:02)
We want to hear your tales of revenge. From sewing prawns in your lovers curtains to advertising your bosses job in the newspaper. What have you done? Confess! Confess now!
( , Fri 14 May 2004, 1:02)
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When I was about 13 (circa 1975) I was small for my age and fairly weedy, also Jewish. We had some 'lads' in our class who were Arsenal fans and used to practise hooligan antics in the classroom before the teacher arrived. One time they gathered at the front of the class and chanting "We're gonna take the north bank", they charged down the room pushing everyone out of their way. I was in the way and got a punch in the solar plexus which winded me and made my eyes water. I could have forgiven this, but it was accompanied by a cry of "Get the yids" as this was the nick-name for Spurs fans. I could have even forgiven this, but the 'lad' that punched me while born in the UK had German parents.
...That day, after everyone had left our form room, I got an indelible black marker and wrote "Hans is a Nazi" and put swastikas all over the inside of his desk.
The next morning I was stifling sniggers as he came in and opened his desk. The look on his face was more than I could have hoped for, in fact, he went and told our form teacher who tried to get the culprit to own up. Poor Hans was struggling to keep back the tears.
I never told anyone it was me.
Did I go too far?
( , Fri 14 May 2004, 12:02, Reply)
When I was about 13 (circa 1975) I was small for my age and fairly weedy, also Jewish. We had some 'lads' in our class who were Arsenal fans and used to practise hooligan antics in the classroom before the teacher arrived. One time they gathered at the front of the class and chanting "We're gonna take the north bank", they charged down the room pushing everyone out of their way. I was in the way and got a punch in the solar plexus which winded me and made my eyes water. I could have forgiven this, but it was accompanied by a cry of "Get the yids" as this was the nick-name for Spurs fans. I could have even forgiven this, but the 'lad' that punched me while born in the UK had German parents.
...That day, after everyone had left our form room, I got an indelible black marker and wrote "Hans is a Nazi" and put swastikas all over the inside of his desk.
The next morning I was stifling sniggers as he came in and opened his desk. The look on his face was more than I could have hoped for, in fact, he went and told our form teacher who tried to get the culprit to own up. Poor Hans was struggling to keep back the tears.
I never told anyone it was me.
Did I go too far?
( , Fri 14 May 2004, 12:02, Reply)
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