When you work hard and do great work, you should be able to expect that you will be rewarded for your efforts.

What would you do if you found out that you got passed over for a promotion because your new boss was lying and cheating to get ahead of you?

That is what happened to the worker in this story, so he took his time and set his new boss up for utter failure.

Let’s see how the story unfolds.

Block my promotion? You silly silly man!

This was a few years ago.

I got a job in a cinema, I was 4 or 5 years older than most of my co-workers whom it was most of their first jobs.

Having had a couple of jobs previous and a few years of maturity under my belt, I quickly became a very valued employee, so much so, I was given a promotion to Supervisor within 6 months.

The general manager loved me.

He could do anything.

I was a Swiss army knife.

I would take care of projection duties when the projection manager was at our other sites.

I dealt with the busy periods very calmly and was able to diffuse potential situations into getting worse.

I was very good at my job.

I would be “in charge” of the building when whatever manager was there had to step out.

Everyone in charge liked him.

We had one GM and four floor managers.

They all liked me because I made their jobs a lot easier.

When I was working they didn’t have to work as hard and when it wasn’t busy, they didn’t have to work at all.

Two more years go by and and one of the floor managers says she’s leaving in 3 months.

He saw a promotion in his future.

Without having to say it, I know I’m going to get her position.

They always hire internally and I am head and shoulders above my co-workers.

This is where it gets interesting.

Let’s call this manager, Blobby!

One day, OP was asked to fill in for Blobby.

So Blobby does a stock take every Thursday.

I always worked Thursday mornings in projection so for the last couple of years had a standing arrangement to drink with my pals on a Thursday night.

I loved my Thursday drinks. I worked most weekends so this was my Saturday night.

One Thursday I’m doing my projection checks and the GM says that blobby is sick, would I be able to do the stock take.

It is good to work hard.

Screw it, I’ll do it, a 9am to 11:30 pm (we have to count the stock at retail after we close hence the late finish) it’s a horrible shift but the brownie points are worth it.

So next week comes along and instead of doing my projection shift on Thursday I’m in to do a stock shift.

I ask the GM what’s going on and he said Blobby requested me in.

Even though me and the GM get on really well, he’s gonna side with his manager over his supervisor.

Blobby makes a good point.

I explain I go out Thursday nights and Blob says “listen dude, I’m actually doing you a favor. When the manager job comes up and you know how to do the stock take and orders it will look fantastic and you’ll 100% get the job.”

I grit my teeth and go along with it.

It makes sense to learn another avenue of the job.

So, Thursday nights come around and Blobby sits at his desk with his feet up while I basically do his job.

It’s not a difficult task and after a month it’s a piece of cake.

This is what Blobby looks like…

Let me paint a picture of Blobby.

He’s short, fat and balding.

Ear pierced, thinks he’s cool but he really isn’t.

Think David Brent from the office.

Keep him on your side and work is a lot easier because he can be quite petty but what he done next was far from petty.

The interview doesn’t seem to be going well.

3 months go by and we’ve one week left before our manager leaves.

They start the interview process but for some reason the owners decide to sit in and do the interviews.

Really strange!

So the interview starts and I’m hit with “How do you expect to be our manager if your time keeping is so poor?”

They have a list of times I clocked in late. 5 minutes here, 7 minutes there.

It gets worse.

The thing is, time keeping wasn’t an issue.

You come in late the odd time and then if they needed you to stay back, most would.

Take a penny leave a penny scenario.

But these guys go to town on me!

The have surveillance footage of me taking in a delivery (which isn’t part of my job) without wearing a hi-vis jacket. “Your complete lack of concern for safety regulations is appalling.”

He didn’t get the job.

Emails from a few irate customers over the years that complained about me, I done the right thing in all those circumstances but taken out of context look like I was in the wrong.

I’ve given up fighting my corner. I know I’m not getting this promotion.

My co-worker got it.

If it wasn’t me I was happy it was her. She was also very good at her job and would no doubt make a fine manager.

He stopped being an overachiever.

So after giving so much for the company over 3 years I found my self doing things half-way.

Why go the extra mile when it wasn’t appreciated.

So, I’m still on stock duty on a Thursday night.

While Blobby is down dealing with a customer, I’m in the office inputting the stock figures.

He was not expecting this!

I accidently close the program.

I open “Blobby’s folder” where the program is and see a file saying “discrepancies”.

I don’t know why clicked in but I did.

I see my name “mumblybum ‘s folder” of course I’m going to click in and see what’s going down in funky town.

I’m shocked!

There are about 5 sub folders in my folder. “Lates”, “Dangerous Delivery”, “Potential Stealing”, “Associates” and “Hungover”!!

We’ve already talked about Lates and DANGEROUS DELIVERY!

They are just looking for reasons to complain.

The stealing one is me leaning over a closed till but looks like I’m trying to hide something (which i wasn’t).

Utter nonsense.

“Associates” is pictures of me standing with my co-workers chatting when it wasn’t busy and “hungover” was screenshots from my Facebook when I was out the night before and then in work the next day.

It was clear as day that this person handed this information to the owners.

Finishing up that night was so tough.

I wanted to rip that earring out and pop his bald head like a pimple but I played it cool and finished my shift.

The GM sounds like a good guy.

Monday comes around and I ask to talk to GM.

I explain what I’ve found and it’s really serious because it’s invasion of privacy.

CCTV should only be used to review footage when something goes wrong, not used to stalk me!

The GM says he only found out after the interviews were over. The reason he didn’t do them was because he was also leaving.

He was a good man and didn’t mess around.

He gave him a suggestion.

He said Blobby hated me, don’t know why but he was always bringing up issues with me.

He then recommended me getting a new job because more than likely Blobby was gonna be the new GM and my life there would be unbearable if he got it.

So I talk to my brother and sister who are a lot smarter than me about what roads to go down.

He weighs his options.

File a complaint?

What’s the point when the owners used his dossier against me.

Bring him to court?

Too much hassle for very little payoff.

This is where it gets fun.

Blobby wants the GM position more than anything. He has a bit of competition but he’s the front runner.

I could spend the next two months looking for work or could be ambitious and try a bury this guy.

I chose the latter!

Planning revenge can be a lot of fun.

So I’m drinking with my girlfriend one night and we’re joking around about how to get revenge.

She scared me a little with her suggestions.

Some tame ones like key his car and then a straight jump to “burn his house down”.

If any authorities are watching, we were only joking!

And just like that, fat boy signed his own death certificate.

Blobby lies to OP.

Whilst I’m on the stock shift he makes a passing remark. “We have to start nailing this stock take down to the last popcorn kernel. The yearly stock take is in 6 weeks the owner is doing it and she’s a ball breaker”

I know all about her, she ripped me to pieces in the interview.

“Don’t worry Blobby, I’m on the case, those numbers will be perfect” and he goes for the Oscar with this line

“You’re a good worker, travesty you didn’t get the managers job, but when I get the hot seat you’ll be made a manager as soon as a position comes up. No interview required”

What a jerk!

He knew how to mess things up.

I’m so good at the stock take that he doesn’t even check my work.

I’m making the orders and counting the stock.

So, over the next 6 weeks I start to mess stuff up!

I put the orders in on a Wednesday for our Friday delivery.

I normally eyeball it and see what movies are coming out and we always had a nice bit of stock on hand.

Not too much, not too little. That’s about to change.

I start adding 25% to every order we get in.

He isn’t even paying attention.

I show Blob the dockets, he signs them, happy days.

Then when I’m doing the stock on the Thursday I put in that we ordered our usual amount.

The system balances on the computer but what we have in the stock rooms is a lot more!

I do this for the next 4 weeks.

I’m in big trouble if he ever actually looked in the stock rooms. They’re nearly exploding with product!

Lucky for me and unlucky for him, he’s lazy!

Time to take it to the next level.

It’s the last week before the ball breaker does the end of year stock take.

I balance everything on the computer as usual, before we call it a night I tell him to check the presales tomorrow.

We’re gonna have a busy weekend so I say to him “email our suppliers and get a bit extra, it will all get used anyways and we’re looking perfect on the stock count”.

Granted I’ve been adding on 25% for the past month or so but he goes ultra blobby and bangs out an emergency email to our suppliers asking could they double the standing order for tomorrow!

Check mate!

When I get home that night I type up my resignation letter.

I ask the GM who has a couple of weeks left if I can leave immediately due to unforeseen circumstances.

That is nice of him.

He agrees because he’s a good man and gives me his personal number and an amazing written reference, wishes me to best and thanks me for all my hard work.

I confide in one of the regular workers what I’ve done over a couple of pints.

He said the next day when the delivery came, they couldn’t fit it all in the 4 different stock rooms.

Rule of thumb would be about 3 weeks stock on hand.

We must have had about 8.

It wasn’t wasteful revenge.

Now I know you’re gonna say I’m really hurting the owners.

I’m not, all of the stock will be used. Except maybe a few bags of popcorn that will expire everything else will get sold for an exorbitant profit.

Word on the grapevine was that the yearly stock take went into the wee hours off the morning. 3am to be precise.

Blobby was boxed in.

The stock was a mess.

Tens of thousands of euro off.

He is in a lose-lose situation.

He could take the blame himself and look incompetent or say I did it, to which he looks worse considering he was behind the dossier to slander me.

I don’t know what he did.

All I know is he didn’t get the GM position and within 6 months was working selling furniture!

I never spoke to him about it but one would hope he knows it was me who did this to him.

Sometimes you can really take advantage of the laziness of a bad boss to put them in their place.

Read on to see what the people in the comments on Reddit have to say about it.

This movie theater manager loves it.

I was thinking this as well.

Yup, very well played.

Karma wins again.

This would be so satisfying.

Now that is some epic revenge!

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