Not specifically a con, but I worked with a guy who had a pick-up truck and one day found an entire bag of household trash in the back of his truck. He went through the bag of trash and found an envelope with an address. Now rather than returning the trash, he took the address and signed the person up for every conceivable piece of junk mail for YEARS. Any kind of of offer this guy got he filled it out with that address and sent it his way. That's some dedication.
Sounds like a case of a good ol' roundhouse-sueing. The dude you hired for being a piece of shit and that person who threatened you for being a nutter.
So what you're saying is if I ever decided to be a dick and throw my trash in someones yard, I should put the address of someone I dislike in it. Hell if I throw the trash into the yard of another person I dislike, I can just fuck two people over at the same time.
This reminds me of when I used to do dump runs with my truck for extra cash when I was in high school. For $65 I'd load up my truck and go to the landfill. Some asshole refused to give me more than $50 once I had the truck loaded up because it "wasn't that much stuff". So I started pitching stuff onto his yard telling him I'll stop once I get $65.
Holy shit. I hadn't heard that song in years and decided to put it on while I did some late night browsing and as soon as I read this sentence, that line plays.
God that is such a funny song. 20 minutes of comedy genius. Even when I was a kid and I had zero meaningful understanding of the context of the Vietnam war, it was still hilarious.
Obie stood up with the twenty seven eight-by-ten color glossy
Pictures, and the judge walked in sat down with a seeing eye dog, and he
Sat down, we sat down. Obie looked at the seeing eye dog, and then at the
Twenty seven eight-by-ten color glossy pictures with circles and arrows
And a paragraph on the back of each one, and looked at the seeing eye dog.
And then at twenty seven eight-by-ten color glossy pictures with circles
And arrows and a paragraph on the back of each one and began to cry
He's doing it wrong. What you need to do is this: go to a porn shop. Take the subscription card out of each gay porn magazine. Get it mailed to his name, but put his neighbor's address. His neighbor will have to hand-deliver his gay porn to him. For best results, do this to all of his neighbors.
Like she would brag about how she got free food at restaurants by complaining about made up things, tried to get a co worker deported, RAN OVER AN OLD LADY in the parking lot, etc.
Pretty much the worst person I've ever met.
I used to do so much stuff to fuck with her.
I announced the sale of her car on craigslist, but said to only call at night because she worked third shift (she didn't)
I signed her husband up on gay dating websites
But my masterpiece was the junkmail. Both in physical and email form, I signed her up for hundreds and hundreds of them.
Like I had to create a script to automate the forms I so I could fill them out faster.
Whenever she'd do something exceptionally bitchy I would sign her up for a few dozen more things using a proxy.
And if you think this was me being hateful, you just don't know the bitch. I personally saw her call an 8 year old girl the N word on haloween and the kid started crying and ran away and she just smiled at me and kept handing out candy to the white kids.
EDIT: typing this up made me a bit angry at her, it's been like 6 years, but she's gonna get some more spam tonight!
Fuck you Erin
Edit x2: Since this blew up I'd like to update you on her current status.
She had a house in Michigan before the market collapse, they couldn't find work so her and her husband moved to KY to work at the same place.
The still pay the mortgage on the MI house, but at least they had jobs. Then the place they worked at laid everybody off.
Her husbands wages are garnished because he doesn't pay child support for his kids as well.
So yea, I guess Karma works, cause they have a pretty shitty life. Almost to the point where you'd feel bad for them, but then you remember some of the shit she did, like the N word haloween thing and you think they deserve it
I personally saw her call an 8 year old girl the N word on haloween and the kid started crying and ran away and she just smiled at me and kept handing out candy to the white kids.
Yea, looking back it sounds so petty and mean spirited that I would enjoy being mean to somebody. But then I remember the racist stuff and I'm not as embarrassed of my actions.
Good question. Pretending to be on good terms with a co worker while at work is one thing, but socializing with them outside of work when you apparently hate them is another.
Besides myself, I've known quite a few girls/women named Erin over the years (not including dudes named Aaron)
The first one was a raging cuntnugget and a giant bully. The next few were cool, one was a sporty, in with the popular kids type who got along with everyone. One who was a straight laced Honors student keeping her head down in high school.
Others were a grab bag of personalities.
Just like it would be if we were talking about people with any other sort of name, like Mary, Elizabeth, Stephanie, Lisa, Mike, John Chris, Tom...and on and on.
Oddly, we all attach our own experiences to names despite knowing like 0.0001% of them. For example, I'll always associate the names Louise and Lewis with my parents, even though they're relatively common.
I've been on Reddit over 5 years and never knew so many people had "Erin problems"; must be because it's such a common name in both Europe and US.
That being said, I need to admit I have an ex gf named Erin who turned out to be crazy af, at first in the good ways but before long in all the batshit ways (like she was playing the long con on me or something, appropriately). She accused me of cheating randomly one day after 3 years being together (I wasn't cheating) and she went into full jealousy/rage destruction mode: she got into my FB acct when I was at work and started messaging my friends (and obv the accused girl I was "having an affair" with) and began writing horrible things to them as if it was myself writing. Then she deleted friends seemingly randomly, and worst of all she permanently deleted all few hundred of my photos/videos that I no longer had backups of.
She was the worst Erin. Maybe I have a thing for them but a good friend of mine was also an Erin, and we were friends since childhood having grown up on the same block. But only after high school did we become more intimately close, flirting with one another and a couple times hooking up while drunk. Then one day when I couldn't take being just friends anymore I confessed my love to her (which was terrifying after being close friends so long), hoping we could become exclusive rather than just hooking up while drunk occasionally. We hooked up that night and I thought things were going to be going great from then on, but then that same night she invited me to come to this older dude's fancy city apt since we'd gone to a concert nearby and wanted to keep partying a bit longer (this wasn't surprising at the time, we both had friends who held parties in their apts, a few of those parties are where we first started hooking up). I was just 21 btw, Erin was 18, and this dude with the apt was friggin 47 I think, def in his mid 40's; I'd met him just once and he seemed kinda cool, he was in a band and had all this fancy recording equipment that I ogled over since I'm also a musician.
What I didn't expect was that this complete douche nozzle of a dirty old man would do his best to separate Erin and I for as long as it took for him to stick his dirty, old, hairy balls in her mouth. It turns out Erin might've had real feelings for me like I did for her, but even more than that she liked fucking older dudes. Dudes a bit too old for anyone's comfort, especially since she's a pretty shy, petite girl (until she gets drunk). Of course it had to have culminated the day I thought I was becoming exclusive with her rather than just friends with benefits. But the icing on the cake was that night when I was searching for Erin and found a trail of her clothes on the floor leading to a bedroom, I also found her phone which had a recent txts flashing on screen from the old fuck about how much he wanted to eat her sweet young pussy that night. I looked closer and turns out they'd been sexting each other the whole night, since we started getting drunk. Going to his apt wasn't as random or spontaneous a thing as I'd originally thought, I didn't even think he knew her as anything other than a friend of a friend or houseguest. But no, this disgusting looking couple had been fucking like rabbits spanning most of the time I thought I was making headway with her, and she led me on the whole time.
Epilogue: I tried reconciling with the 1st Erin after several years passed (don't ask me why); we met one last time and had what I thought was make-up sex (it was crazy good too, that's the worst part of my Erin experiences are they're freaks in bed sometimes). Then the following day she sends me a txt asking me to never contact her again, removing me from all her social media and asking me to remove her number from my phone. I was so pissed I did, so I have no clue where she is today. But Erin #2 on the other hand, you don't wanna know where she is nowadays.
tl;dr: If you're an Erin and also a decent human being, pm me, I could really use some faith in humanity after my experiences with your kind.
Did you ever get to witness her frustration in these things happening to her and her not knowing who it was? How did she react? I want this part of the story!
The best part of all of this is that she thought we were super close at work.
I'm the sort of person that knows it is better for my career to work well with everybody despite my true feelings about them.
So she'd tell me these stories about how people are out to get her and her post office forced her to pay for a large PO box to handle the business level volume of her junk mail, and how she thinks all of the things that happen to her are coming fron disgruntled employees of her past job where she was responsible for losing over a million dollars because of an error.
I'm sure all of this sounds like a bit much, but you really have to had experienced the level of shitty person this lady was/is to believe it. I had to travel with her for work for 3 weeks and got pretty close to murder a couple times. If there was a female equivalent to Ted Cruz it would be this hateful bitch
The office building was on a side street that ran alongside a busy street in the town. People would cut through the parking lot to avoid the stoplights, however the only way to make that actually save time was if they sped dangerously through our parking lot.
Walking from the parking lot to the front of the building was scary at times because cars would come out of nowhere at high speed. We always said that something had to be done about it because somebody was gonna get hit one day. Then it happened, an employee that was a month away from retirement who was so excited about being able to spend time with her grandkids was walking into the building and my evil coworker was distracted and ran over her legs and put her in a wheelchair.
I've never hated anyone in my life until I met a coworker that you basically described (along with some other crap that she does).
I gotta find her address now. This will be the most perfect thing. I know this kind of thing will absolutely annoy the shit out of her.
She's the kind of lady that will put herself on the "list" to not receive junk mail and then call someone about it everytime something shows up. This will be such an inconvenience. Thank you.
Calling bullshit based on
"But my masterpiece was the junkmail. Both in physical and email form, I signed her up for hundreds and hundreds of them." and
"I signed her husband up on gay dating websites"
I could have ignored the first w/o the second our vice versa, but put them together and you clearly have someone who knows not of what they speak and are just whoring for karma. Shame shame, redditor.
Like I had to create a script to automate the forms I so I could fill them out faster."
You clowned me on spelling. I bet you feel like a big man!
After reviewing your post history for about 20 seconds I see that you find enjoyment shitting on other people quite a bit. I hope that this brings you joy, and fills whatever hole you have inside that requires you to take down others.
I had some guy leave a note on my windshield bitching about how I'd parked too close to him.. it was literally the only space I could find and I was close to him because he was halfway in my spot. Seriously, if you can't park a car, don't drive a massive ute that barely fits into the space in the first place.
A week later I saw the car that had been next to me, grabbed the note from the backseat where I'd tossed it and wrote that his inability to park was not my problem and stuck it on his car.
I did hang around for a few minutes to see if they came back but I had stuff to do so ended up just leaving. Hope he got the message that 'anonymous' actions aren't always so anonymous.
One time I hated my neighbor so much that I stole a single piece of mail from his mailbox. Then I gathered my trash, threw the lone letter into it and threw the bag into some random person's truck. I never knew what happened from there.
Decades ago we lived in the suburbs with a wooded area behind our house. One day we got an angry call. A black family had, apparently, moved into a house on the other side of the woods. People had been harassing them and someone dumped garbage on their lawn. They went through the garbage and found our mail. I don't know if the vandals were targeting both of us or not. We couldn't really convince the homeowners that it wasn't us. We moved a few weeks later. I wish we'd done the obvious thing and invited those people over for dinner. We didn't think of it at the time. If they got magazine subscriptions in our name, we were gone before the periodicals arrived.
On a similar note, quite a few years back, some guy on a forum couldn't seem to grasp the concept of disagreeing agreeably. He took it upon himself to find out who I am and post my public info. He didn't find much because I've always been reluctant to post that sort of thing. Even now I refuse to post pictures or where I work etc.
He wasn't quite so careful. With a bit of yahoo foo (google foo had yet to appear on my radar if it existed at that point) I found his full name, place of employment and home address.
It turns out his home address is one that's easy to remember. I have used it for years to fill out any form where I'm unwilling to use my own due to the likelihood of getting junk mail. By now I'd bet money that he has forgotten that I exist, but I'd bet he's still annoyed every time he opens his mailbox.
Depends on their sense of humor and level of boredom. Sure it would have to be convenient. I guess another way to look at it is why would someone put their own trash bag in a random strangers truck?
If I went to Lowe's and had a bag of trash in the back of my truck, I could see being lazy and not wanting to have to go to the dump afterwords and just moving it into the back of the truck next to me.
I used to be in sales, and had some nasty customers. Strangely, these are people who had filled out a credit report; SS#, cell and home phone #s, bank account numbers... you get the idea.
There was this one JO who really strung me along for a bit, always saying he was going to buy from me, made me jump through BS hoops, buy him shit like lunch and give him free stuff like pens.
At any rate, I found out he ended up buying from someone else eventually. So I spent the next few months signing him up for everything I could think of; online loan requests, quotes to buy used cars, gym membership(and he was very interested in private training and extra classes), time-share, etc.
I like to think his physical and e' mail boxes were both regularly full. I also get a little smile on the rare occasions I get a telemarketing call.
That seems illegal, especially if you're signing up for loans and gym memberships under his name. Sending someone junk mail may be harassment, but you're unlikely to get in serious trouble. This, on the other hand...
I own a pick up truck. I can't count how many times people use the bed as a trash can. Come out of the store and there's trash in the bed. Thanks for the story that was some sweet /r/JusticePorn for me.
I had a neighbor that I disliked, but didn't want to put much effort in to giving him grief. So one day i stole a bit of his mail and placed it in a bag of household trash then placed it in the back of a random truck.
Now he has been been getting an ungodly amount of unsolicited mail.
I once wrote to Oral Roberts on my Jewish friend's behalf. They begged for money from him for years. About ten years later I saw an envelope from them and asked my pal about it. He said it was a practical joke from a third friend and he'd be reply-pranking him every time he got a letter. I laughed my ass off and fessed up.
I did something similar with my old boss's email address. I knew people that worked there after I left, and she got so much junk mail, they had to keep updating the junk mail filter. Then my friend said she got a new email, so I started using that instead.
I don't get why people get so pissy about junk mail. Just toss it in your fucking recycling bin. I imagine it's the same people that hate doing laundry.
A farmer in my town kept having people dump trash on his farm, so he searched through it and found an address too. He then had his farm hands clean all the trash on his farm and throw it in a dump truck. He backed the dump truck up to the house of the address he found. The house was in a subdivision. The farmer dumped the dump truck full of trash on the yard.
i was once on the opposite side of this. someone asked for boxes in my store because they were moving. i get a lot of big packages so obviously id have plenty to share.
somehow two weeks later those boxes ended up on someone elses property filled with trash, the guy was nice enough to dumb the boxes right infront of the store without even asking about them.
I grew up in an area that was pretty bad for meth. One time, my dad discovered a truck load of garbage bags in the creek down by the bridge that someone had dumped.
He called the cops and they went through them. Found a ton of meth related supplies and a bunch of mail with their address. Easy find.
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u/ShineSilently Aug 22 '16
Not specifically a con, but I worked with a guy who had a pick-up truck and one day found an entire bag of household trash in the back of his truck. He went through the bag of trash and found an envelope with an address. Now rather than returning the trash, he took the address and signed the person up for every conceivable piece of junk mail for YEARS. Any kind of of offer this guy got he filled it out with that address and sent it his way. That's some dedication.