Parents.

They obviously demonstrated, multiple times, that they really didn’t want to be parents. If they didn’t want to be parents, then why did they decide to have me randomly? Especially mother who popped out three more kids she also failed.

Definitely my father in law.

It’s hard to decide which screwball thing to post about. My favorites are where he said he never wanted to see his daughter again, and when my other half said “ok” and walked out of his life, he wasted money on lawyers and such to try and sue us for custody of our child, or the time he blamed my wife and I for the 2019 flood in Tulsa. He literally was mad (and threatened to sue, his signature move) that my wife and I caused the flood. Like we went to the spillway and opened the tainter gates ourselves.

Maternal grandfather. I went no contact with him after my grandmother went through extended, horrific medical circumstances before dying. He always has been a piece of shit, but it got so much more apparent during that period. In a moment of lucidity in her hospice bed, my grandmother told us he had been abusing her for the entirety of their 59 year marriage. My mom doesn’t talk about her childhood, and my aunt lives 2,000 miles away with her family. Our first kid met him one time at 3 months old (it was a surprise visit while we were in town and staying at my parents’ house), and our second has never met him and never will.

He is currently in a memory care facility, and I plan to see him one more time, when I literally piss on his grave.

Me. Puts me thru so much shit, won’t let me sleep and/or be happy, costs me a fortune… The list goes on.

It’s OP from that other post. The one where they ask a question, get a tonne of good answers then deletes the post.

Hate that guy…

My ex-husband. Turns out promising to be involved in your child’s upbringing and then sitting back and allowing your wife to flounder and drown while taking care of a baby, full time job, and ALL of the housework is the key to making me hate someone.

Add in a sprinkle of derision for anything I liked whether it was movies, music, or games, and there you have it.

The boy next door. This fucking psychopath decided from a very early age that he enjoyed hurting other kids. Me, specifically, he singled out because I always fought back, always had a big reaction, and always got involved when he started beating on the littler kids (especially the autistic kid around the corner.) If you can imagine a stereotypical childhood bully thing, he did it. And he laughed the entire time until we finally pulled together and got him caught doing it for fun.

Unsurprisingly, having mastered torturing kids in his own neighborhood, he went on to join the military.

I set up a large set of forums for a particular fanbase and offered to run it for a news site related to that particular fanbase. The editor said they were not interested. 3 months later a set of forums identical to mine pops up, attached to the news site, and I’ve lost all my moderators.

So: that editor and those moderators.

My manager, several jobs back. He put me on the layoff list so he could take my job (which he was completely unqualified for)

Or maybe the VP above him. Agree to lay me off because I was fine with being first in or last out, but drew the line at being both first in and last to leave (in a startup where everyone was working insane hours so I seriously considered working overnight as the shorter workday)

Or maybe the CFO because he let me spend money buying my options on the way out in case they succeeded (it was like $200), then immediately issued new options to zero out the ones we got

You know, that was just a really toxic startup

I’ve met Elon Musk but I’m still gonna go with my ex-wife as being the biggest piece of shit on the planet who was in my life.

A classmate at school. Spent an entire hour long class poking me in the leg with a sharp pencil under the table. It wasn’t funny the first time and it wasn’t funny the 100th time. Not to mention the daily abuse and mocking me for what I wore, what I looked like, how I sounded etc.

Genuinely I regret not taking the pencil that day and jamming it in the fuckers eye. He would have deserved it 100%. There’s very few people personally known to me that I’ve hated. But I really did hate that cunt.

The guy who lives below us thinks his appartment is a music studio, or at least that’s what he says. He plays loud music at all hours and is hostile, racist, and threatening when we ask him to turn it down at night. We’re moving soon.

Edit: maybe not the biggest jerk of my entire life, but the biggest jerk in my life right now.

Mine was a guy I knew when I was 19-20ish. I worked as a laborer for some carpenters. I did it in summers and chunks of winters through college. He was one of the crew I’d ride in with every day. He was a 50 year old middle school bully essentially. He was also a very small man (probably 5 foot even) and I think me being very large is part of why he zeroed in on me. Long story short, by the time I finally had enough I threatened him that we’d settle things when we got back to the shop. Beating him down would have been less than a challenge. He hit me with a line I’ll never forget “You can try, but I’ll show ya how a pistol makes a big man small”. He eased up a bit after that but only a little and I stopped working with that crew a few weeks later.

My colleague. He’s so boomer, doesn’t listen to anyone, talks over peoole, is passive-aggressive etc

Dad, and it’s not even close.