“I once lived with two roommates, one of which who bullied me. For example, she’d give me the silent treatment, comment on my weight while pretending that she didn’t know I was around, she would blast the tv or music while I was sleeping on her days off, tried to get one of my boyfriends to sleep with her and spread rumors about him when he didn’t, and never paid me in time for any of our bills, among other things while we lived together. It got so bad for me that I would cry on my way commute home. I was too broke to move and too anxious to spend another night in that apartment.
She worked at 9-5 while I worked nights. When I FINALLY was able to move out, I crafted my revenge.
Her bedroom door had no lock. The morning I moved was a weekday and she was working. I got several shrimp and taped a few to the inside of the air vents in her room. With some help, we lifted her bed and I removed the foot pads of her metal-tubing bed frame, and put several shrimp in before closing them back up.
Lastly, my (then) boyfriend surprised me with a box with some moth larvae. She was TERRIFIED of moths. After she spread rumors about him, I’m not surprised he wanted to get revenge also. He placed them in her closet, hidden in some sweaters.
Petty? You bet.
But after trying to fix our relationship several times, and over a year of stress, I don’t regret it one bit.
Years later, I saw our other roommate. Upon catching up, he told me, ‘you picked a great time to move out: shortly after you left we were dealing with this crazy moth infestation.’”