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Sue Denham writes, "I once slipped out of work two hours early without the boss noticing. In my hurry to make the most of this petty victory, I knocked myself out on the car door and spent the rest of the day semi-conscious, bowking rich brown vomit over my one and only suit."

Have you been visited by the forces of Karma, or watched it happen to other people?

Thanks to Pooflake for the suggestion

(, Thu 21 Feb 2008, 14:24)
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My ex flatmate used to make my life hell.
Around the two guys we lived with she was all sweetness and light, but manipulative and snidey to me. (She was also a bit odd...she stole all my cutlery and hid them in her room) Slowly she turned the boys in the house against me too, so that by the end of the year, whenever I was in the flat I had in my room, only coming out to cook or even cross the hall to the toilet when no-one else would see me.

Anyway, I really needed to pee one day, the sort that is accompanied by the pain to warn of imminent explosion. In desperation, I grabbed an ornate glass, and pee'd into it. It was an unfortunate time of the month to be caught short, and the resulting liquid looked less than appetizing.

Running late for uni, I got rid of the liquid, and left the glass in the kitchen without washing it properly. By the time I got back it had disappeared...It was very obviously mine, and nobody would have washed it for me, and its disappearance was a mystery until I saw it in her room a few days later…

My initial annoyance at her blatantly stealing my stuff was overwhelmed by the fact that she was in fact, drinking my pee (and worse) - and she NEVER washed it, it never came out her room until we moved out at the end of the year.

Even now I giggle…



Length? About 2 months until the lease ran out...
(, Sun 24 Feb 2008, 18:05, 2 replies)
That. Is. Gross.
I think I love you! ;)

I once had to share a kitchen with a psychotic drug addicted chav who would eat all the food including mine when he was too off his tits on drugs to remember, then beat my door down asking where his tin of beans had gone. To appease my annoyance I used to do stuff like leave one of my pies in there but having wanked into it and re-closed the lid. I'm not gonna tell you what I did with half a cooked sausage once but I do hope he enjoyed it...

Actually, I have a corker of a Karma tale about him you just reminded of that I think I'll post, cheers!
(, Mon 25 Feb 2008, 15:41, closed)
Haha!
And you say I'm gross!

The best bit was that I'm too mild mannered to have wrought revenge myself (the feeling bad after wouldn't have been worth it); so it would have never happened had she not stolen it...
(, Tue 26 Feb 2008, 13:33, closed)

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