Got talked about behind my back - right to my face

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When I was single, I was dating a girl a few doors down from my condo. It was a great situation, I'd just stop by with a bottle of wine when the mood hit me and she'd do the same. I had to sneak girls into my unit though, without letting them know they were being snuck in, as the as the girl had to walk by my unit to get to the elevator. It made me pretty nervous most of the time, but I got away with it.

After the Georgia game that year I drove up to North Carolina to visit my ex-girlfriend. I spent a few days with her at her house in the mountains and when I was leaving I stuck my cell phone in my shirt pocket. I had to say nice things to her. I just spent three days couped up in her house balling her, it would have been sh!tty of me to just say goodbye and leave. So I started telling her how special the visit was with her, how deep down I still loved her, how the sex was just as good as it always was, chemistry, blah, soul mates, blah, blah bah blah.

When I got in the car, I realized I'd pocket dialed the girl back at the condo and this whole long "goodbye" had become a lengthy voice mail for her to hear when she got off work. I think it ended up being like five minutes of me laying it on thick.

I placed flowers in her door knocker when I got home. The next day, the flowers were shoved back inside mine. It looked like someone had intentionally pulverized them on a tile floor. Calls went unanswered etc.. Very awkward passing her in the hall. Finally she talked to me. Told me what an a$$hole I was, etc.. I asked her if we could still be friends, which meant to me that eventually we'd have sex again. She said she missed our conversations and agreed. A couple of months later she spotted me coming out of my unit with a girl and that was pretty much the end.
 

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LOL, going through some old threads. With this one, I am reminded of an incident.

My agency was involved with litigation with another organization. As a result of a settlement, we were supposed to provide periodic inspection reports to the organization's attorneys. Well, my folks aren't the most diligent and they were frequently late with the reports. So one day, me and my team get accidentally copied on the following email chain:

-------- Original message --------
From: [ATTORNEY 1] <[email protected]>
Date: 9/28/19 12:32 PM (GMT-05:00)
To: [ATTORNEY 2] <[email protected]>
Subject: Re: [CASE] - Third Quarter Inspection

Yes. Not sure why they are such a$$holes. Hope you’re having a good weekend!



On Sep 28, 2019, at 10:28 AM, [ATTORNEY 2] <[email protected]> wrote:

I received it. They were to respond yesterday right?
(names and emails redacted, also "ss" replaced by "$$" to get around the filter)

I shortly received several calls from Attorney 1 that I let go to voice mail - she was mortified. I eventually let her off the hook, but I did let her twist for a bit.
 

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I figured I'd move this to the lounge so more people can see it.
Little twist to bring this closer to home.

How many on here have ever sent PM to another member to complain about a third member on this board?:lol:

I never have and have never received one either(although someone sent me one a time back threatening to beat my ass) :rotfl:...


Strangely I don't feel like people talk behind my back because despite being an a$$hole from time to time most people really like me and know it's ok to call me an a$$hole :lol:
There's a certain freedom in that to me....

I should mention when I say most people does not include my family...I have 3 sisters and 2 of them are always complaining to my Mother about me and my wife(jealousy) but it's ok because she always tells me their dirty laundry and self induced misery too...
 
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When I was single, I was dating a girl a few doors down from my condo. It was a great situation, I'd just stop by with a bottle of wine when the mood hit me and she'd do the same. I had to sneak girls into my unit though, without letting them know they were being snuck in, as the as the girl had to walk by my unit to get to the elevator. It made me pretty nervous most of the time, but I got away with it.

After the Georgia game that year I drove up to North Carolina to visit my ex-girlfriend. I spent a few days with her at her house in the mountains and when I was leaving I stuck my cell phone in my shirt pocket. I had to say nice things to her. I just spent three days couped up in her house balling her, it would have been sh!tty of me to just say goodbye and leave. So I started telling her how special the visit was with her, how deep down I still loved her, how the sex was just as good as it always was, chemistry, blah, soul mates, blah, blah bah blah.

When I got in the car, I realized I'd pocket dialed the girl back at the condo and this whole long "goodbye" had become a lengthy voice mail for her to hear when she got off work. I think it ended up being like five minutes of me laying it on thick.

I placed flowers in her door knocker when I got home. The next day, the flowers were shoved back inside mine. It looked like someone had intentionally pulverized them on a tile floor. Calls went unanswered etc.. Very awkward passing her in the hall. Finally she talked to me. Told me what an a$$hole I was, etc.. I asked her if we could still be friends, which meant to me that eventually we'd have sex again. She said she missed our conversations and agreed. A couple of months later she spotted me coming out of my unit with a girl and that was pretty much the end.

Our boy is a playa!!!
 

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Funny stories. Thanks everyone for the laughs. Fortunately I've never been on either end of such foolishness. I have heard stories though...
 

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Amusing story today. One of our clients is having their windows washed by our primary window subcontractor. The owner of this window cleaning company is a really nice guy, and I had talked to him a few times over the past few months. However, I'm still pretty new to the company and the two of us really don't know each other. By the way, these are $5 million mansions so people pay $600 to $800 to get their windows washed. Keep in mind we give these subcontractors a LOT of work - almost all of their work, in some cases. The last thing they want to do is alienate my company.

So I get a call from the window company owner that his guys are out at the house and that they are having trouble removing the screens. Evidently, the house is 5 years old and the screens have never been removed - it was going to take them longer, blahblahblah. He was wanting to know if it would be okay if they removed them and left them in the garage, assuming the owners never opened their windows. I told him that the owners aren't easy to get a hold of and the screens should go back on. He said no problem and hung up.

Two minutes later my phone rings, and I see from the Caller ID that it's him. I answer the phone and he immediately starts into this diatribe about the guy from (my company), Aaron BLAND, and "what an appropriate name that was". He starts repeating the conversation we just had, mocking me by giving me a low, guttural voice:

"And I said, 'can we leave the screens off?', and he said (in mocking voice) 'Well, the owners are hard to get a hold of. I want them back on...."

So all the while I'm just sitting here in silence listening to this, knowing that he called me back by mistake. He thinks he talking to one of his workers. It was a fascinating and awkward moment. Should I interrupt him? Should I wait for him to finish? Should I hang up? I admit I wasn't happy about what he was saying. It was a gross misinterpretation of our conversation and I had never been anything but professional to the guy.

I decided to let him finish, although I had no idea what I was going to say when he was done. What I ended up saying is, "You should probably pay attention to who you're calling."

Silence on the other end.

Then finally, "Oh man. I'm really sorry."

Me: "I'd be pretty embarrassed if I were you."

Him. "I am."

Then I started getting a little pissy with him. "I think if you remove the screens from our clients, they need to be put back on."

Then the groveling started, it was amusing in hindsight, although I was a bit steamed. I said goodbye fairly abruptly and hung up.

Then a text message: "I apologize and I'm truly embarrassed. Forgive me."

I ignored it. I wanted him to twist in the wind a bit longer.

Then another call, I sent it to voicemail. He left a message. It's 1 minute and 45 seconds of groveling. Poor guy. I suppose it could have happened to any of us.

I'm going to contact him by the end of the day to reassure him there's no hard feelings. He's suffered enough. He almost certainly learned a valuable lesson and so did I: be careful about what you say about people behind their backs. It can bite you in the ass.
I have a similar story maybe even funnier.

When I worked for Orange County one of our inspectors named Cathy had a son Billy who worked in the office as a Plans examiner. One day a contractor came into the office with a set of Plans and Billy happened to do his plan review. The guy kept complaining that his inspector made him bring revised plans in for approval because the originals didn't match what was being built. Billy asked who his inspector was. The contractor answered "That B___ch Cathy, she is a F_ _ _ ing C_ _t." Billy answered "That C_ _ _ _ is my mom." Then pointed to his name plate on his desk and said " Now you can leave the plans, it's gonna take me a few days".
 

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Early on when my company was in it's infancy, I hired a sales guy, a V.P of sales from my ex fortune 100 company . He was very good. Always had been and was, after this fun incident. It was a relatively small prospective customer, with one other company presenting. Each company was allowed to listen to the other's presentation. He and I killed it. It was obvious we were getting the deal.

So the clients had left the room and I guess he thought they were out of earshot. No misdialed phones were necessary for this screw up. As he was packing up he dropped his briefcase and blasted at the top of his voice. F.....ck. The prospective client heard him. I didn't try to save him. I didn't try to save it. I just said F.....ck it to myself, and glared at him the whole way home. No words were necessary. What was I going to do? Fire him? He was bringing in business right and left.
 

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Many years ago, meaning I was young and inexperienced, I was working on a sales counter for a large distributor in Tampa. Our sales counter had stools for the customers to hang their butts on but several just camped out. The worst offender was a guy named Tony, he was a nice guy but he would just sit there for an hour wanting to tell stories about his rather Bland life, it might also be worthwhile to mention his nickname was Dirty Man or Greasy Man because he was both. It was obvious that he didn't have a close relationship with soap and water. One hot summer day he showed up in full stink mode, sat down and started holding court with every customer who came in. It was obvious he was bothering people so I tactfully tried to find a way to get him to leave, with no success. Then he asked me to call our book-keeper to come talk to him and that pushed me over the line because I was dating her at the time. My little bit of patience was gone and I became rather argumentative and rude, after some harsh give and take, he finally left but I was on fire and continued ranting and raving about what a dirty, smelly, ignorant idiot Tony was. After a few minutes of my ranting, a fellow employee came over, grabbed my arm and said, "see that guy sitting at the other end of the counter? That's Tony's father!

I was mortified...........
 
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A long, long time ago ...

My little sister (9 years younger) was going through a rebellious teen stage. I was gone so I only heard the "horror" stories as relayed by Mom. Drugs, sex and rock n roll. Cutting school, belligerent toward all adults, sulky etc etc. (Typical Mom/Daughter teen clash)

Dad was retired Navy and was a disciplinarian but stayed as far away from that drama as possible.

So, I came home for a few days to visit. My sister stays in her room most of the time, talking on the phone (they got her her own line). Old fashioned land line , rotary with no answering machine.

That night, everyone is in bed when my little sisters phone starts to ring and ring and ring. It wakes everyone up. Dad is banging on her locked door, Moms thinking she "overdosed" and I'm really regretting coming for a visit.

I go outside a peer in through her window and find she's not there. The window is unlocked.

About that time Dad knocked the door off the hinges and gets inside. The phone is STILL ringing. Dad picks it up and yells into it but the caller hangs up.

I turn and come back inside and into my sisters room.

Apparently, my sister had been dating an older guy named David (Mom was filling me in). They concluded that she snuck out to be with him.

I leave to get some tea and then I hear my Dad screaming into the phone:

Dad: WHO IS THIS?
ANS: BLAH BLAH
Dad: DO YOU HAVE A SON NAMED DAVID?
ANS: BLAH BLAH
Dad: DID YOU KNOW YOUR SON IS OUT, RIGHT NOW, WITH MY 13 YEAR OLD DAUGHTER?
(at this stage I'm back in my sister's room listening in).
ANS: That SOB. [calls to his wife] YOUR SON IS OFF WITH A 13 YEAR OLD GIRL.
DAD: DO YOU KNOW WHERE HE IS NOW?
ANS: HES SUPPOSSED TO BE IN GAINESVILLE IN SCHOOL?
DAD: HE'S IN COLLEGE?
ANS: HES A SENIOR. I'LL KILL THAT BASTARD. [WIFE TELLING HIM TO CALM DOWN]
DAD: IF YOU CAN'T FUND HIM WE NEED TO CALL THE POLICE. [Calming a little] WHATS YOUR LAST NAME?
Ans: Mumble
Dad: [lower] Can you spell it?
Abs: Mumble
Dad: Turns red as a beat and hands the phone to me.


There was a piece of paper with Davids name and number beside her phone. Dad found it and assumed it was THAT David.

Turns out, I have a friend named David that I tried to call earlier in the day. I accidently left the slip of paper beside the phone.

I apologized to my friends father but he never said two words to me since.
 
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Every year around July the 4th we rent a house for a week or so at the beach. My wife has several of her friends do the same with their husbands and we usually meet up a couple days on the beach and get shyt faced together.

I guess I'm supposed to say a really really long time ago to make it look like I've grown up a lot since this incident, but this past July 4th there's 8 or 10 of us sitting around under some tents drinking and bullshyting. One of my wife's friends Sara who's husbands name is Evan I believe ask me where I went to Elementary school. I tell her and she ask if I had a teacher named Mrs. Thompson. It's been about 26 years since I was in that old b!tches class but all at once I'm full of drunken rage. I immediately start railing on this old woman, calling her a old ginger freckled face kunt, hoping she was currently burning in hell, telling about how bad her breath was and so on. About 7 or 8 seconds in I notice my wife's face and I knew I had fuched up. I look over at Sara and her face is as red as the devil's dick, she softly says that's Evan's grandma and she's not dead.
 

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Every year around July the 4th we rent a house for a week or so at the beach. My wife has several of her friends do the same with their husbands and we usually meet up a couple days on the beach and get shyt faced together.

I guess I'm supposed to say a really really long time ago to make it look like I've grown up a lot since this incident, but this past July 4th there's 8 or 10 of us sitting around under some tents drinking and bullshyting. One of my wife's friends Sara who's husbands name is Evan I believe ask me where I went to Elementary school. I tell her and she ask if I had a teacher named Mrs. Thompson. It's been about 26 years since I was in that old b!tches class but all at once I'm full of drunken rage. I immediately start railing on this old woman, calling her a old ginger freckled face kunt, hoping she was currently burning in hell, telling about how bad her breath was and so on. About 7 or 8 seconds in I notice my wife's face and I knew I had fuched up. I look over at Sara and her face is as red as the devil's dick, she softly says that's Evan's grandma and she's not dead.
Maybe I'm going out on a limb here, but if the mere mention of a teacher you had 26 years ago, in elementary school no less, can send you into a blind rage, perhaps you should seek some professional help. If it's cost prohibitive for you, I, and I'm sure a few others here, will gladly give you a few hundred Oxbucks. I think this is important for you and possibly life changing.
 

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Maybe I'm going out on a limb here, but if the mere mention of a teacher you had 26 years ago, in elementary school no less, can send you into a blind rage, perhaps you should seek some professional help. If it's cost prohibitive for you, I, and I'm sure a few others here, will gladly give you a few hundred Oxbucks. I think this is important for you and possibly life changing.

For starters it was a drunken rage not a blind one. I get all the "professional help" I can handle on a daily basis from you fuchers already.

Also I'm sorry Mr. Thompson.
 

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