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Ended MIL's career after she ruined our lives
CONTEXT:
I've posted a bit about my fiance's adoptive
mother, "Susan", in the last couple weeks
(mostly on justnomil, where I might cross
post this to later), but for anyone unfamiliar
with Susan, she was my lecturer when I was
at university.
Susan hated that I was dating her adopted
son (biological nephew) since she found out
about us.
When we first told her we were dating she
tried to kill me via allergy (another story
for another day) and after she found out I
was pregnant she stalked us, impersonated
me, and broke into our flat, and that's just
the tip of the iceberg.
She made our lives hell, to the extent where
we no longer felt safe in our own home, and
my fiance and I had to move across the country
to escape her.
We've been living in our new place for a little
under a week.
The baby is due in a couple of months and
everything is mostly ready.
We've deactivated our social media, created
new emails, and changed our numbers.
Only a few friends and relatives from the
town she lives in (which we left) have our
new numbers.
We had to leave our entire lives, and everyone
we knew and loved behind, while I was 7 months
pregnant, because we couldn't trust her around
our baby.
REVENGE:
On Monday, an email was sent from the dean
to Susan's graduating students saying Susan
was being considered for a promotion, from
lecturer to head of department, and they wanted
to hear from her students first.
The aim of this was to receive glowing recommendations
to give to the board.
This was not the result.
As I changed my email, I hadn't seen this.
One of my friends who had my new number and
was on the course with me did see the email,
and on Tuesday he gave my new number to the
dean, saying that he would only give her the
number in person, on paper, and only if she
agreed to ring when she was alone and throw
out the paper and erase it from the logs after
(if she was calling from a university phone
then the number would go on the call logs
that were accessible by all members of staff),
but he assured her that this was something
she'd want to hear before promoting Susan.
So I got this call from the dean on Tuesday.
She told me what was going on (my friend hadn't
had time to get in touch before she rang),
and she asked me why my friend thought I should
speak to her.
I told her everything.
I started 2 years ago, when I met Susan's
son, the man who would become my fiance and
the father of my child.
I told her about Susan poisoning me via allergy
after finding out about me and her son, and
the epi pen incident.
I told her about the outside of class harassment
I received post pregnancy announcement (impersonating
me, crashing GP appointments, breaking in,
ect).
I told her about the in class harassment (telling
me to break up with my fiance, stopping lectures
until I left, throwing out my food and drink,
trying to reschedule exams, and more).
I told her about the last time I saw Susan
in person, when she tried to hit me while
I was 7 months pregnant with her grandchild.
I told her about having to move away (I was
careful not to give a location or distance)
and filing a restraining order to escape Susan.
(I thought the uni were made aware of the
RO but apparently not)
Fiance then arrived home from work and when
I told him what was happening, he was all
too eager to chime in with stuff I forgot
(copying keys, punching the landlord, cancelling
orders, going through our things).
He also told the dean about the abuse he got
from her growing up.
We also gave the dean the names of people
willing to support our story, as well as some
dates, times and locations of on campus incidents
(I'd made a note of a few of them) so she
could pull CCTV from the campus security recordings.
Fiance also told her the story of one of his
cousins (Susan's bio kid) who got close with
a guy on Susan's course, but the guy was told
to break up with her by Susan with a thinly
veiled threat against his academic career.
We also told the dean about Susan telling
me to break up with my fiance and vice versa
so she could "better maintain professionalism".
The dean was horrified.
She had me and my fiance record a video, where
we said everything all over again, from the
top.
We made sure the video had nothing to identify
location, and we were assured Susan would
never see it.
We also sent her all the proof we had alongside
it.
This was all forwarded to the board on Wednesday
and Thursday.
She asked my friend for the number again and
just called me for the second time, telling
me that the board unanimously agreed this
was grounds for Susan's dismissal.
They said that while the outside of uni events
weren't really their business they go towards
her character, and the fact that as department
head, she would represent the department,
whether she was on the clock or not.
They said even without this, the events that
happened inside of uni alone (stopping lectures,
telling me to dump my fiance, telling that
other guy to leave her daughter alone, throwing
out my stuff, seeking special treatment on
grounds of nepotism) were all abuses of power
and enough to justify Susan's dismissal.
They asked me why I hadn't filed charges,
and I said all I'd gain from filing charges
is Susan staying away from me, and the RO
and moving away has the same effect.
Plus as it's exams season my tutor work is
really taking off and I don't have the time
to go through a whole court case, and I'll
have even less time once the baby arrives.
The baby is due in about 8 weeks and Susan
has already caused me enough stress.
Tomorrow, in the meeting where Susan is fully
expecting to be told she got her promotion,
the dean is now going to give her a week to
hand in her resignation.
If she refuses, she will be fired.
If she does not hand in her resignation, she
will be fired.
She will not be getting a reference.
The only reason she is being given the option
to resign is that she has worked at this university
for nearly a decade, but if she so much as
raises her voice in the meeting tomorrow,
she will be fired.
Security will be present for the meeting,
in case she tries anything.
Meanwhile, the friends we left behind aren't
hesitating to tell anyone who will listen
all about what Susan did during the course
of mine and my fiance's relationship.
There's not a single soul left in that town
who trusts her or will take her side if she
tries to fight back, not even her husband,
who told us that now all their kids are over
18, he will be initiating divorce proceedings.
I don't feel even a little bit bad.
I know there's a chance I went too far but
I didn't lie, or embellish anything, I just
gave the dean the facts as they are.
Everything is 100% true and while it was me
who told the dean, I see this as Susan's actions
having consequences.
Susan has more than enough money to pay for
herself for the foreseeable future, she owns
her home (her husband's name is not on the
deed and she bought it before they got married
so she will get the house in the divorce as
it's not technically a shared asset, or one
acquired during their marriage), she will
have a roof over her head and money in her
bank account, and if she wanted to she could
get another job, just probably not one
as
a lecturer.
How To Dispose of Choosy Beggars (The Valtrex
Edition)
When boyfriend andI first moved away from
Armpit to Asscrack around 1996 or so, we moved
into an apartment building that was really
a huge house broken up into 5 or 6 apartments.
A few days after moving into the top apartment,
we discovered that boyfriend actually kind
of knew the couple on the ground floor.
As it turned out, boyfriend had graduated
with the girl, a blonde with a crunchy "buy
me a Seagram's" '80s perm.
Now, we didn't realize this at first, but
she was a complete and total Brittany and
he was the male counterpart.
At first, they seemed nice enough.
We hung out a bit and went out a few times
to the clubs.
I even helped Brittany get on at the place
where I worked (telemarketing, but almost
twice what minimum wage was at the time).
It wasn't until we had lived there for a couple
of months that we found out rather by happenstance
that the couple had a rather extensive opioid
habit.
I was at work one evening and I had a terrible
headache.
Brittany came to my desk at breaktime (we
usually went to eat together) and asked me
what was wrong.
I told her I had a headache and asked her
if she had any Tylenol.
Well, no but she had a painkiller.
Turns out that she was talking about hydrocodone,
and I politely declined it.
Over the next few days she offered me a painkiller
for everything from a tummy ache to being
in a bad mood.
That's when I started to catch on.
As it turns out, Britney and Brian's lives
revolved around their pill problems.
It was all they talked about.
We didn't want to make enemies of people that
we literally lived on top of, so we subtly
started pulling back from the friendship.
Eventually Britney got fired from the job,
and that's when the choosy beggar-ing began.
They started out asking to borrow $20.00.
We did it and they paid us back.
No problem.
Next thing that happened is that they wanted
to "share" their cable account.
Since we were all in the same building we
could run a line and no one would know.
Their idea was that we take turns paying each
month.
Of course, we went first.
I did not like this at all, but figured that
if it went pear-shaped, we would have a legitimate
excuse to get rid of them.
The third thing that happened was that Britney
came to our door in tears.
She said that Brian was downstairs, crying.
She said that they had no food in the house
and that Brian's children were with them for
the weekend and they were hungry.
We weren't exactly domesticated then, so we
had no food to give them.
Boyfriend and I are soft-hearted (and we were
kind of naive back then), so we lent them
some money for food (I think it was $50 or
so).
The next day Britney is back and she's going
on and on about "Brian's pill issue".
(Not hers, no it was all Brian.)
Sometime during the conversation, she says
that Brian had "made her lie to her parents
and say they needed food for the children"
to get money for drugs.
Boyfriend and I just looked at each other.
We didn't say a word to her, but we were furious.
A few days later, our cable was turned off.
Since the account was in Britney and Brian's
name, we went down to their apartment to find
out what was going on.
They tried to cover it up at first by making
excuses and hemming and hawing around, but
it didn't take long to figure out that the
bill hadn't been paid in over 2 months!
We had given them money for the cable bill
that month, but they spent it on something
else (gee, I wonder what).
We ended up opening up our own account and
they actually had the nerve to ask us to "share"
with them.
Ummm...that's a nope from me, dog.
They got very pushy about the issue and a
few words were exchanged.
It wasn't a pleasant conversation, but we
finally had the excuse we needed to cut them
off.
The problem was that they would NOT leave
us alone.
They badmouthed us to other people in the
building.
They stole things from our cars.
They called in noise complaints on us and
sent the police to beat on our doors, waking
us up at 2 and 3 am.
There were a few other things, too, but that
was the final straw.
I was just.
fed.
up.
One night while watching TV a commercial for
Valtrex came on, and I got an idea.
As it turns out, the first few doses of the
anti-Herpes medication was free.
All we needed was a name and an address to
have free information and a voucher for free
samples sent to our home.
We dialed the number and sat back and waited.
Now, I know the "subscribing people to junk
mail" or dirty magazines is kind of a cliche,
and we didn't really expect anything to come
of it.
What we had hoped for at most was a blow-up
of some sort.
We figured that, if we were lucky, there would
be a fight, and some cheating accusations.
Maybe-if fortune really smiled upon us-they
would even break up.
What we got was so much more.
It was, in fact, glorious.
About ten days after we made the call, a huge
ruckus outside got our attention.
Britney was in a rage.
She was in the yard, screaming at Brian, calling
him every name in the book.
Brian was standing there haplessly watching
as she threw his belongings into the yard.
Clothes were everywhere.
A TV and a lamp smashed on the sidewalk.
Britney sat in the middle of it like a blonde
banshee in booty shorts, cursing and screaming
at the top of her lungs.We were extremely
gratified when she asked which of his "feckin'
hos" gave it to him.
Eventually Brian lost patience and the two
started brawling in the middle of the street.
Beer bottles and gauntlets were thrown.
A weave was snatched off.
It was a scene fit for the Jerry Springer
show.Eventually the police showed up and Britney
and Brian were driven off in the city's free
black-and-white cab service.
They were taken to spend the night in the
city's free hotel accommodations, aka the
county jail.
Apparently when the police intervened, the
couple was found to be in possession of illegal
prescription drugs, and a night in jail turned
into multiple nights in jail.
Imagine that.
They never returned to the building and we
never saw or heard from them again.
For all I know, they're still
in jail.
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