People Share Their Most Dynamic Stories Of Revenge

This is where the petty revenge ends and the pro revenge starts.

Having failed to get me punished, Jack fired the first salvo. He used one of the techniques I would steal in my later revenge plots, which was to socially isolate the target.

Jack suddenly became real generous, buying drinks and snacks for my team as well as the other NCOs. Of course, he excluded me and made it dang clear that anyone who supported me ended up on the same crap-errand duties I did.

Soon, nobody associated with me except the senior NCOs, who knew what was happening but didn’t want to risk their pensions stepping in. Knowing my team was chronically late for duty, he instituted a rule that all enlisted men who were late for roll-call even once in the year would be punished with a 4-hour punishment PT – but he never enforced it as long as my team supported him.

I knew what it meant though and kept up my impeccable punctuality, even at the cost of having to abandon some team members who were running late and needed a lift from me.

Now, being in an engineering unit, almost everyone was a motorhead – spending their downtime tuning their personal vehicles and swapping parts/tips.

Everyone treated their cars better than their wives here. Typically, we turn a blind eye to the personal use of work tools and parts – some NCOs even fill up their tanks with leftover petrol after exercises, which was hugely illegal but “I didn’t see anything.”

Anyway, Jack didn’t own a car, so he loved borrowing NCOs’ personal cars to run errands on-base. The junior NCOs reluctantly complied with handing over their babies’ keys, but were generally okay with it as he often returned with free drinks.