Posted by: Admin | October 6, 2010

A Fishy Tale of Revenge…

Someone close to me is dealing with a break up with far more grace and maturity than I think I would, in the same circumstances, be able to muster. Did you know that there are online “relationship revenge” computer games where you can “vent your rage and live out your violent revenge fantasies” safely. Gulp.

You have to kiss a few frogs...

There are those that say that the best revenge is a life well-lived. Others say that revenge is a dish best eaten cold. Either way, this “urban myth” dropped into my inbox at just the right time:

“She spent the first day packing her belongings into boxes, crates and suitcases.  On the second day, she had the movers come and collect her things.  On the third day, she sat down for the last time at their beautiful dining room table by candlelight, put on some soft background music, and feasted on a pound of shrimp, a jar of caviar, and a bottle of Chardonnay.  When she had finished, she went into each and every room and deposited a few half-eaten shrimp shells dipped in caviar, into the hollow of the curtain rods. She then cleaned up the kitchen and left.

When the husband returned with his new girlfriend, all was bliss for the first few days. Then slowly, the house began to smell. They tried everything, cleaning, mopping, and airing the place out.  Vents were checked for dead rodents, and carpets were steam cleaned.  Air fresheners were hung everywhere.  Exterminators were brought in to set off gas canisters, during which they had to move out for a few days, and in the end they even paid to replace the expensive wool carpeting. Nothing worked.  People stopped coming over to visit.  Repairmen refused to work in the house.  The maid quit.  Finally, they could not take the stench any longer and decided to move.

A month later, even though they had cut their price in half, they could not find a buyer for their stinky house.  Word got out, and eventually, even the local realtors refused to return their calls. Finally, they had to borrow a huge sum of money from the bank to purchase a new place.

The ex-wife called the man, and asked how things were going.  He told her the saga of the rotting house.   She listened politely, and said that she missed her old home terribly, and would be willing to reduce her divorce settlement in exchange for getting the house back. Knowing his ex-wife had no idea how bad the smell was, he agreed on price that was about 1/10th of what the house had been worth, but only if she were to sign the papers that very day.  She agreed, and within the hour his lawyers delivered the paperwork.

A week later the man and his girlfriend stood smiling as they watched the moving company pack everything to take to their new home, including the curtain rods.”

Yep, I’m definitely with the unnamed woman in the story… in my fantasies at least!

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Responses

  1. I love that story and I have no doubt that it happened somewhere and it is probably going to happen again.
    Fortunately I learned about the scorn of a women when very young and have been able to avoid it mostly.
    I say fortunately because I know that once it is unleashed there is no escape this side of the grave.


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