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I’m all for pettyness in most cases… but uhh. This is a bit much don’t ya think?
I’d like to know more context. Without it, it makes the poster seem like a traitor.
You don’t get to choose. The numbers go into a spreadsheet. An answer comes out.
agreed and affirmed but since we’re here, fuck banks
If I had it I’d share it!
I’ve never heard the phrase swings and roundabouts used this way.
Usually it means two things are similar so you don’t really have strong feelings either way.
what goes around comes around. things swing one way and then another.
i’m still not getting it. “swings and roundabouts”
It’s similar to “what goes around, comes around”, since swings and roundabouts go back to the same place.
As in: If you mock someone one day, they might mock you back another day.
I’ve always known it to mean the same thing as “potato potAHto” or “six of one, half dozen of the other.”
I.E. “What’s the difference between saying “potato potAHto” and “six of one, half dozen of the other.”?” To which I’d say, “Meh, swings and roundabouts.”
That’s my point though. “swings and roundabouts” doesn’t have the same meaning as “what goes around comes around”. At least I didn’t think it did.
i am definitely guilty of being a jerk but I thought it was a thing about discriminating against queer/trans?
Maybe that’s what they are saying? They impartially judged the application, without strong feelings. Ironically.
That’s not what swings and roundabouts means though. Like, not even remotely. It’s also not what I said.
two things are similar so you don’t really have strong feelings either way.
Acceptance or rejection, no strong feelings either way.
I cant believe i need to point this out but, acceptance is not similar to rejection.
Yes, that’s not the point.
Totally IMO.
Like whopsie not a biggie (for both stories, ironically ofc).
You get what you give. Don’t become the monster. A real class act would just dangle it in front of them and then just approve it anyways. Like bitch I’m over it, I don’t give a fuck. You’re just a dumb ass speed bump.
Maybe the mortgage application was just not within approval guidelines. It is not like a bank clerk gets to arbitrarily decide by personal sympathy.
Why would you assume this worthless dumbfuck is a bank clerk?
Where else do you get mortgages?
I mean, technically you can contract a mortgage between any two legally able persons.
But I’d say a mortgage between private individuals is a rare exception.
Usually it is bank/credit unions, or corporations specializing in mortgages as their primary business. But I think you can lump most of those under the umbrella term. At least as far as their employees being able to just approve or deny you for personal reasons.
Being a class act is extremely overrated. People should get what they have coming
Why not both? Give people who deserve it grace and be the bigger person and burn those that don’t to the ground.
Of course, if you find out that they did deserve grace later, you’ll need to destroy the biggest monster of all, yourself.
How do people even remember names for so long?
had a teacher traumatize and humiliate me for four years.
I contemplated suicide at 12 years old.
Luckily I found strength in my spite and hatred for her to push forward.
last I heard, her husband died of colon cancer, she lost the farm and her house, and her only son turned out to be gay (they were “Christians”).
I still remember her nasty mustache and shitty attitude, and will always remember her.
I’m doing good in my life, better than her.
there’s only one other person who I hate more and I’m eagerly waiting to toast to their deaths.
they are literally the only people I could never forgive.
before you pass judgment ask yourself this, "who tells a bullied overweight 12 year old who is clearly having home problems that they need to ‘lose some weight’ and they won’t ‘be so fat’. ‘who knows, you might not be such a loser like your father.’
There’s been exactly one school shooting in my country. Teacher bullied a kid whose father was a strict army man. Gave him worse grades on purpose knowing he’d have to run 20 km home for it, etc. So one day he went to school with a gun and shot that one teacher and nobody else. So that’s what a shitty teacher (and a shitty father) can do to a child.
Wasn’t my hometown but I knew people who went to the same school at the same time. Nobody condoned the murder, but people did see where he was coming from.
Y’all need to stop carrying so much unresolved anger and learn to carry out elaborate revenge plots instead.
we didn’t hear the part about how that teacher lost the farm due to an elaborate revenge plot where they gave the husband colon cancer and seduced the son
Not weird to me. I still remember every single teacher’s name to this day…I started school in 1978.
That’s pretty impressive. I started school in 1973 and I can remember a couple of teachers’ names at most.
“Name every teacher”
That’s very amazing memory. I keep forgeting shit all the time. I sometimes forget the names of a characters of a TV show that I’ve been binge watching for the past few hours.
Some people, especially teachers, burn in your memory.
I had a same"ish" thing with a teacher who tried to flunk me but failed at his own math. Funnily the guy who couldnt count and divide gave general economics, business economics and business administration. He hated my guts and I his.
Anyway, My average was a 8.5, he gave me a 3 for an oral exam thinking he flunked me as it was half of the total average before the written exams. He Glee fully shared my grade with the class. I reminded him as emotionless as I could that 8.5+3=11.5/2=5,75 so still a pass. And with the written exam on the horizon, which I would not screw up because I was good at it and he would be unable to screw me over on it because written exams are checked by several other teachers as well…
He just lost it. He bursted in flames, started raging and kicked me out of all his classes for the rest of the year. This was in december/January, the exams where in may.
Naturally I passed all his classes with even the highest grades of the school for the written exams. It was very clear to every one he tried to fuck me over when seeing the grades.
Every teacher congratulated me. Asking me how the f i did that without any lessons. Except he. He saw me at the exam presentation, got all red and just fucking left.
I laughed at the loser he was. I still remember the law prof smirking as well over the situation. And his name i cant remember. But this guy who tried to fuck me over because he just didnt liked me… his name is burned in my brain forever.
And I remember all this to this day. This was in 1994. What an ass that guy was. It was also my first experience that most Adult people are not honest. And that them being nice is mostly a charade. And they will fuck you over for looking the wrong way or especially for a small percentage.
Every teacher congratulated me. Asking me how the f i did that without any lessons.
Man, I hope you told the other teachers that attending his lessons would have had no impact on the test results anyways.
I only remember the names of two teachers.
The one that set fire to the science classroom, and thus became a legend. And the utterly horrible one that hated kids and should not have been allowed to become a teacher.
All the others have just faded into the background because they were neither fun nor memorable.
I remember all my teacher’s names from preschool through high school, is that strange?
I can barely remember the names of my close friends from elementary and middle school. Can’t remember all of them. Only reason I can remember the high school friends is the yearbook, and I’ve still forgot half of them.
Highly so
Trauma sticks with a person.
lol the pettiness of some people
Oh my god, yes. Your best victory is the victory of succeeding at something and moving the fuck on with your life if you can. People are shitty. Our environment is shitty. It is what it is. Keep trucking. I am a product of my environment, but I can control some of it. In my opinion, chasing your goals, time and distance is a solution for all social ills. Well maybe not all but I mean shit you gotta try
The best victory is watching them suffer as they made you.
The best victory is watching them suffer as they made you.
We don’t know that was why they denied it, this could be shadenfreud (sp?) because they would be denied regardless.
At least I choose to believe that, because I can’t imagine being petty enough to do that.
I assume that was the case because it isn’t really a human decision anymore. Whether a mortgage application is accepted or denied is based on the decision of a computer, the human just informs you the computer’s decision.
„Schadenfreude“
Schraderbräu, got it.
I exclusively drink She-Wolf
At least I choose to believe that, because I can’t imagine being petty enough to do that.
Have you met people?
Usually, one feels Schadenfreude when something bad ‘just’ happens to somebody else, like Karma, but not due to ones own actions.
Not really. The best example of Schadenfreude (imo) is when you follow a sports team (probably not too many of you here on Lemmy), whenever the rival team loses you feel Schadenfreude. There doesn’t have to be any kind of ‘just-ness’ to it, actually if the rival team losses unjustly (played better, but were unlucky) the Schadenfreude is actually greater.
Of course there are times when something bad finally happens to someone that deserves it and you feel joy from it, but I wouldn’t call that Schadenfreude, more like ‘Vergeltungsfreude’.
While ‘Schadenfreude’ literally translates to the joy of damage, ‘Vergeltungsfreude’ would translate to the joy of retribution. Source: my German ass
And then you exclaim: “Haha, du Schaf!”
Du. Du Schaf. Du Schaf Mich!
Very good. Now do your Duolingo. *patpat* Off you go.
Upps. Aber: ja.
;)
Is there a fun German (or any other language) word for taking delight in the pain of others when it totally is their fault, and their fault alone?
The phrase “play stupid games, win stupid prizes”?
That’s at least one case of Schadenfreude.
Sadism?
This type of thing is the nominal purpose of credit scores, I believe. (Whether they’re implemented effectively is another story…)
They didn’t say that’s why they rejected them. Maybe they’d be rejected either way, they just got to be happy about it.
Right? “Made me cry on a school trip” (for reasons that I’m sure we’re totally out of line on the teacher’s part and omitted just for brevity’s sake)
I dunno, some teachers are sadists too proud or ugly for a career path more in line with their personality.
Dawn, imagine being so ugly that there is no career path that is in line with your personality available.
They can just become POTUS
I’m thinking about the teachers I had in school and trying to work out what they would be doing if they couldn’t have been teachers.
Some of them definitely would have worked in HR. Being the teacher was their access to a world of petty vindictiveness where they were absolute rulers and could do whatever they wanted.
several of the teachers at my school were retired lawyers or other professionals. Most were there with masters and by choice. (Public school, for the record). Not everyone’s district pays them so little
There are some teachers I had who were absolutely bad people, but honestly, they are teachers and you are not. You already have the best revenge.
You’re going to send your kids to these schools. And as we start lowering the bar more and more, we’re going to have some very anti-social human beings around people’s children. And those children are going to become citizens in our society. Hurt people, hurt people, in which they shouldn’t. You should break the cycle and overthrow kings. There is a reason why things are the way they are. And if not aware, you can become a product of your environment.
Well, OP is just an asshole then. (I’m guessing this isn’t really OPs post)
They didn’t say they rejected it out of revenge.
Maybe the teacher was a shitty mortgage applicant with terrible credit and multiple foreclosures and the fact that they got to reject the application was just the cherry on top.
I bet the real reason they were rejected is because their only income is a teacher’s salary. That’s not enough to afford a house these days
I don’t know too much about this, but that’s a good point.
I bet the real reason is that this is fake
Some rage bait, yeah sure. But it’s out there and there’s some impressionable minds up in here. hahahh
Yeah, I’m pretty sure there are some strict guidelines around mortgage application acceptance or rejection.
Anti-discrimination laws in the US apply to discrimination based on what’s called a “protected class,” which essentially boils down to a small set of personal characteristics you’re not allowed to base a decision about a person on. For the purposes of housing, this includes race, skin color, and national origin, gender and sexual orientation, whether there are minor children in the family, and disability.
“Being somebody who the loan officer has a deeply personal vendetta against” is not a protected class, and if the original OP did in fact reject a mortgage application on that basis they’d most likely be legally in the clear. Whether their employer would be happy to know about it is another story, but if it was anywhere near a coin-toss decision I doubt they’d ever have to justify themselves.
Are you telling me personal petty revenge isn’t a certified approved bank reason?!
Mortgage applications are not yes or no. There is a checklist that if met, gets approved. The name doesn’t even matter. Just basic credit bullshit.
Depends on the circumstances. One might feel a bit smug when karma strikes back as long as one acts professionally. The teacher might have gotten rejected for absolute objective and normal reasons. Like thousands of people do.
And after handling that professionally the poster can humanely feel smug and happy for a short moment in their otherwise likely stressful adult life. And that’s okay.
By profession (emergency medicine with a stint in forensic mental health) I get into contact with some really bad people who have done really nasty things. Will I treat them as professionally as I treat every patient? Yes. But there are moments. Years ago I responded to a patient getting bitten in his ass by a police dog(as in the dog literally did bite a seizable piece of meat out of it)after fleeing a scene of a DUI stop(and punching a young police officer). At the same time as we arrive the detective superintendent arrives(as it is protocol here in these cases when someone gets injured by police directly). He is a fairly nice chap I went to school with - and who was relentlessly bullied by a guy a few grades above us. Like…really really bad…to a level that would land one in prison these days. Well, the world is small and guess who Mr. Dogfood was.
Well. We did our job as professionally as we do it with everyone. But when the patient was handed over in hospital we had a good chuckle, cracked a few bad jokes somewhere no member of the public could hear us,asked each other how the respective wives were doing and went on with our workday. And that’s okay.
Aye, must have been tempting to not clean that wound as well as you usually would have, but as soon as the thought crossed the mind you do it extra well just out of habit and doubling down on professionalism.
This is not my post, no. It is incredibly petty!
That’s just small.
Yeah, this is no where near enough revenge. She needs to go bigger.
Tiny
To estimate the size of the act, one should use a banana.
For scale.
Minuscule
Microscopic
