The Most Petty Reddit Revenge Stories Ever Told
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What is the episode’s overall premise about petty Reddit revenge?
Okay, so here's a little prelude to my story. When I was a young man of just eighteen. I got a job in the Canadian oil patch. It was my first real job. It was also back in the early 2000s and this job paid twenty bucks an hour with no experience or education required.
How does the narrator’s first revenge story with Gary unfold?
Minimum wage was six dollars back then. It was called well testing. Basically, you hook up a closed pressure tank and flare stack to new oil and gas wells, then flow them to gather data for the oil barons. It's hard work setting up and tearing down, but the rest is recording gauges and computer work. Not bad for a first job. Except. For fkin' Gary. We work two man, twelve hours, or four man, twenty-four hour cruise, one laborer and one supervisor a shift. I was paired with a mean spirited alcoholic in his mid fifties named Gary. He was overweight and lazy. Only helping with things too heavy to lift on my own, like 250 pound pipes. He spent his days in the trailer for the most part anyway. Watching DVDs, napping, and hourly typing a bit of data into a PC.
He also liked picking on me with jokes. Read that as insults. Now I'm not a small man. I'm about six two in my boots. He was noticeably smaller, yet while not physically intimidated. Back then I lacked confidence and had a rather babyface. I got called stupid a lot. When he found out I had never used a power drill, he asked me. Didn't your dad teach you anything? I made the error of telling him my dad was only in my life for a handful of years. The next time I made a mistake, he quipped. No wonder my dad walked out on me. I did call him on that though. Like every other soul alive. He'd tell me that I couldn't take a joke, though. We always worked far out of town in the country. I often had to eat dinner with him in small town restaurants.
Mostly bars if he could help it. I drink a lot. could actually be personable when not at work, and he was at least too deep. He didn't stop and he drank every single night. It would quickly become the case that I drove us to work in his truck. He made a buck or a buck ten per kilometer we drove, and we could drive a hundred to three hundred and fifty kilometers a day. Every day for weeks on end. For my American brethren out there, 100 miles equals 160 kilometers, just for your information. He was hungover most mornings, didn't want to drive, and told me that he was essentially my boss. He slept like some gin-bloated corpse until we arrived at the work site. I worked with this man for three months. Three months of demeaning treatment and verbal abuse.
I did what I could to not react much. It's still true though that everyone has their breaking point. I was quite used to bullying by then. Long story, but I just get silent. I also needed the job. For what it's worth, I do my best to not do anything. Just keep a stiff upper lip, make my money, and move on. But that doesn't last forever. And in the face of constant badgering and ridicule? I won't do nothing forever. Well the first step in my quest for vengeance was remembering that it's impossible to defeat evil with the power of love. Just know that. So I knew my revenge would come in the form of utilizing the power of terror. So one night while we're out of town on a job during dinner. I mention to Gary it's pretty lame that he sleeps most of the time while I drive his truck and he gets paid for it.
Maybe he ought to kick a few bucks my way for the effort. He didn't like my suggestion of generosity. The last hinge must have crumbled because I came unglued. More verbal abuse than ever before. And I was young. It actually reduced me to angry tears. When he threatened my job, it was a terrible feeling. So I resolved to at least get away from the guy. I've been taking notes because I wanted a different crew anyway. My breaking point had been achieved. This is usually when my instinct for self preservation diminishes. And impulsive thoughts have fewer safeguards attached to them. I wanted to go home. Not revenge, but serendipity, deliver the next morning. Gary was once again in his travel coma and I drove us to work.
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Chapters
8 chapters
1
What is the episode’s overall premise about petty Reddit revenge?
0:17–0:34
2
How does the narrator’s first revenge story with Gary unfold?
0:34–7:14
3
What’s the turning point that ends the Gary‑truck‑horn showdown?
7:14–12:02
4
How does the second revenge story with the rideshare driver begin?
12:02–16:24
5
What clever trap does the narrator set for the rideshare driver?
16:24–18:38
6
How does the third revenge story about the cheating students start?
18:38–20:29
7
What final tactic does the professor use to punish the plagiarists?
20:29–20:38
8
What lessons does the host share about petty revenge and its consequences?
20:38–20:39