My spouse wasn’t trying to obtain a job since he was so content not to be working. I eventually lost it when he did something one day that truly broke the camel’s back! I decided to exact revenge on him in a way that would compel him to alter his behavior drastically.
Hello to all of you. I’m Amanda, and I’m a married 45-year-old lady. I have put in a lot of labor and don’t like freebies. I’ve been balancing all of the housework with a full-time job. My 47-year-old husband Dave does nothing except laze around the house.
When he finally got to me last week, I figured it was time for a little payback! This movie is great, so get some popcorn! Before I go too far, allow me to give you some background.
Since I’m a nurse by trade, I have to work 12-hour shifts. My work is emotionally and physically taxing, but I wouldn’t trade it for anything. I adore it. Dave, however, hasn’t had a job for more than a year.
When I confront him, he occasionally says, “I’m looking for work.” But in the last two months, I’ve realized it really means he spends his whole day playing video games. He will occasionally send out a résumé.
As his facilitator, maybe I’m also somewhat to blame. He does not contribute anything to the family, yet he wants me to take care of the cooking, cleaning, and his every need. It was one of those days last Friday when everything went wrong!
By the time my shift at the hospital finished, I was exhausted. I had no energy left to prepare, so I decided to get a pizza on my way home. Even though I was fatigued, I was eager to settle down and have a great meal that wasn’t made by me.
But I made the error of ordering the dinner to be delivered to my house as I was heading home from work. I was astonished by what I saw when I got there! The pizza box was empty when I discovered it on the counter!
My spouse was still engrossed in his games, stretched out on the couch and covered in crumbs. All was remained of the pizza was a mound of crusts! My mouth fell open! Dave, where’s my pizza, I asked?
He casually responded, “Hey, I was hungry,” upon noticing the expression on my face. He went on, “You know it’s YOUR responsibility to prepare meals for me, but don’t worry, I left you the crusts.” “They’re like bread, and you won’t go hungry because there are plenty of them.”
To say I was furious would be an understatement! I was feeling angry and tired, and I was staring at the crusts! But I took a long breath instead of screaming and going crazy. As I composed myself, a crafty notion began to take shape.
I had the perfect plan to inflict revenge on him that he would never forget. Thus, I got up early the following morning. Dave’s favorite breakfast is pancakes, bacon, and scrambled eggs, which I cooked for him. I pretended to grin as I gave it to him, and he devoured it.
He didn’t realize the tempest that was building within of me because of his conceit. He leaned back and patted his stomach as he was done. “Dear, it was so tasty. You are aware of how to handle men. I was mentally staring at him with revulsion, but I took solace in the thought I was going to carry out.
I’m glad you found it enjoyable. “I have some errands to run, by the way.” I will return later.
Rather of doing errands, I visited my sister. Her assistance was required for the next phase of my strategy. She is a tech wizard. “I need your assistance in whipping my husband back into shape without breaking a sweat,” I said to her.
She said with a smile, “How may I be of assistance?” For the following three hours, we worked on preparing a small surprise for Dave.
When I got home in the evening, I pretended nothing was wrong. Dave remained up late playing video games, as usual, while I went to bed early. He was unaware, though, that he was now being sent to a single page on every website he attempted to access. When he went to see them, the following message appeared:
When you treat your wife like a servant, this is what occurs. Savor the leftovers of your own labors.
When I woke up the next morning, my spouse was enraged! He cried, “What did you do to the internet?” I took a calm drink of my coffee and turned to face him. “Well, did something occur? Perhaps you ought to solve the problem on your own.
His annoyance reddened his face. “I’m not sure how to repair this, you know! Amanda, this isn’t humorous.
I said, “Oh, it’s funny from where I’m sitting.” “You will now know what it’s like to be laughed at.” “It will stay that way until you learn to respect me and start pulling your weight around the house,” I said before he could go.
He hurried outside to utilize a café’s internet. The best part, though, was that I also redirected his email account! The identical message would appear every time he attempted to send an email: “Treat your wife better.”
He was a mess for days. He was too arrogant to seek assistance, and he had no idea how to correct it. I kept up with the housework and my job in the meanwhile. However, I made it plain that I would no longer put up with his actions.
I took action that I ought to have taken ages ago. I gave up making meals for him and tidying up after him. He was left on his own. After receiving this treatment for a week, Dave eventually gave up and expressed regret.
“Look, Amanda, I apologize. I admit to being a jerk. I’ve been undervaluing you, and I swear to start helping out more around the house. I studied him, attempting to determine how sincere he was. Are you serious? Because you’re going to have a harsh awakening if you’re saying this only to get back on the internet.
He gave a forceful nod. “I really do. I’ll provide you the proof. Please, just get the internet fixed. My sister helped me remove the tech obstacle. However, I made it plain that I would have no trouble restoring “Internet Purgatory” if he ever pulled off a similar ruse.
Dave is now helping out and has changed! He’s returned to being the kind man I adore, helping out with cleaning and cooking and even taking his job search more seriously! Additionally, he always asks whether I want pizza before reaching for a slice!
A few evenings later, my husband gave me a sheepish smile as we were enjoying supper that he had made. “You realize that you got me good? Never in my life have I been so irritated.”
I couldn’t contain my laughter. “You’ll think twice now before using me as your personal maid.” His face displaying a determined expression, he nodded. “I swear to you, that will never happen again. You deserve so much more.”
“I allowed myself to grow too accustomed to being pampered by you and forgot that you were my spouse and partner, not my assistance.” He had obviously learnt his lesson. “Although I’ve never said it before, I want to thank you for keeping things running while I’ve been unavailable.”
“I am aware that without your perseverance, we would not be in this situation.” He expressed his gratitude for my ongoing selflessness in working long hours and into the night so that even if he wasn’t working, we could still live comfortably.
As I was about to thank him for his kind comments, he spoke out once again. He beamingly said, “I have a surprise for you.” “Tomorrow is my job interview, and it looks promising!”
I gave him a big hug and kiss to congratulate him. As we were clearing away our food, it occurred to me that sometimes a little petty retaliation is just what’s required to make things right! I was optimistic about the future since our relationship had turned the corner.
Dave took the lesson to heart, and I came to value who I was and what I was worth. Taken with a healthy dose of respect, revenge tastes sweeter. I appreciate you reading! I hope you found my amazing vengeance story entertaining and that you even learned a few useful things.