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Ended up OK but the construction director at The Toledo zoo offered me a construction manager position when his #2 guy quit. I put in my notice in my department and my boss was pissed as fuck. The day I reported to my new job there was a different guy at my new desk. Director guy said he walked in off the street and he knew him so he hired him on the spot. Never trusted that motherfucker again when he opened his mouth
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| Mom was in the hospital with what turned out to be her final illness. I would visit her every night in the hospital and on the weekends after reserve duty. One Saturday night I came by after duty- it was the day I had been promoted to Major in the Army Reserve JAG Corps, and I wanted her to see my new rank (being the first in my family to serve as an Officer). I was still in uniform, having come directly from duty. She looked at the Gold Oak leaves on my collar and then said “If you keep up with this bullshit, you’ll end up in front of a firing squad like your Father”. Actually, he ended up before one twice, but that’s a story for another time...Needless to say, things got awkward the last few months of her life |
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| I broke my brothers confidence and told my parents he was doing drugs because he was fucking up hard. My parents didn’t believe me. Said out of the two of us they would be more likely to believe I was doing drugs (I wasn’t). This caised my brother to stop talking to me. He died in my parents house 1 month later of an overdose. Talk about feeling betrayed and alone as a kid. |
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Guy called 911 and requested an ambulance for a stomach ache. We show up and knock on the door, he tells us to come in. We walk in the door and see him sitting on his couch with a .357 to his chin. Says "Sorry you have to see this, I just didn't want my family to find me." *BOOM!* The best part of the story is after all was said and done we messaged our dispatcher to let them know we were clearing the scene and they dropped another call on us instantly for.....abdominal pain. ![]() |
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Some of you guys.. fuck I'm sorry I posted this. It wasn't the intent to bring up really messed up shit. I was thinking, me wife cheated, my bff stole my guns, etc. Sorry guys :(
Here's another one I remembered. My fucked up Uncle used to babysit me and my little bother when we were kids.. that asshole used to make me do all kinds of fucked up shit for food when I was a kid. Worst one I remember was he made me stick my hand in their nasty assed toilet and swish all the funk around on the bottom with my hand to get a fucking can of fruit cocktail.. I honestly forgot about it until today. He always was a giant piece of shit. I remember it vividly now. I must have been 6 or 7.. who does that shit to a kid?? Lousy piece of filth he was |
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Many will recall my thread earlier this year involving my being falsely charged with DUI and Reckless Driving. Both charges were eventually dismissed with prejudice but not after incurring nearly $8000 in legal fees and voluntary drug tests. A motorist in South Carolina (also a teacher and musician) whose case paralleled mine (made illegal U-Turn, pulled over and did marginally on field test, blew .000 at the station, not afforded a blood test, charged with DUI, case dismissed) recently won a $200,000 civil settlement for malicious prosecution.
So where is my $200,000 settlement you're wondering ? The above motorist was Black. I contacted 20 different civil rights attorneys and none would take my case basically because there was no racial component. My only solace is a mutually agreed upon police accountability mediation set to occur at the end of August. Mediation is a chance to go one-on-one with the officer and hash things out with a mediator present. Had I not agreed to this, the investigation I opened several months ago likely would have concluded with a slap on the wrist or more DUI training for the cop but that doesn't do it for me. I want to look this guy in the eyes and have him explain why he did what he did to me. One thing is sure; I will hand him his hat. Never getting my 8 grand back but at least this is something. |
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I was gonna say cheating excluded, since there's plenty of us here with that story.. But include it all. Post the single most fucked up thing someone has done to you in your life. Mine is being cheated on by my wife of 8 years with a fucking drywaller. I'm closing in on 6 figures annually, we have 2 houses and my kids and her wanted for nothing, and I called the piece of shit she was seeing behind my back a painter because he works for a painting company.. she had the fucking nerve to correct that and say "he's a DRYWALLER, not a painter" as if it makes all the difference in the world.. it would be comical if it wasn't so fucked up.. Fucking bitch. Post yours. |
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Mine is a very fucked up version of cheating. Brief, sanitized, reduced-drama version:
18, first serious time dating, woman I've known all through HS, we're both now in college and had been seeing each other for a couple months, and I'm falling in love with her. She takes my virginity, the next day leaves on a week-long trip without telling me (we'd had a date set up.) About four days later I get separate calls from a couple guys I don't know at all, and one guy I barely know all telling me they ran a train on her multiple times over the past few days. Those calls were fucked up but but I figured it was just some weird head game. Then she calls, and says the same thing, and adds in that I'm the worst lay she's ever had while the guys that had called before are laughing in the background. Definitely set the bar, and I've had plenty of other fucked up things happen to me, but nothing messed with me as much as that did. |
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Nothing really fucked up happened to me. But I got one I did to someone else. There was this guy in out barracks that would get drunk, run out of beer then go mooch off of the rest of us. Well one Friday night I after finishing my first beer I pissed in the bottle all the way to the top put the cap back on it and stuck it in the door of the fridge. A couple of hours later Lushbucket knocks on my door. I answer it and sure enough he asks if I have an extra beer. Guess which one he got. He was drunk so it took a few swallows before he says "Hey dude I this beer don't taste right." "Tastes like piss don't it? I said to him with a smile. He just left the bottle on the desk and stomped out. Never had him bum beer from me again. |
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Some asshole tried to kill me.
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I got an A in medical school anatomy and I have no idea what that was
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