r/myevilplan

My baby sister was given a yacht job opportunity. She recently flew to Taiwan to join the yacht and the old man that owned the yacht sexually assaulted her onboard. I know this sick fuck has this down to an art - hiring young women, fresh out of highschool, all on their own and assaulting them and subjecting them to sexual torture.

With him being a rich man and surely a public figure with a lot to lose and his yacht currently travelling.

How do I fucking destroy this man and everything he loves?

Logistics: i have his full name, the name of his crew and his ship. I know where its docked and if I wanted it, I could track his ship (anyone could with the ship name).

My sister is so shaken up and has no physical proof of the assault. But however anyone could help, if anyone has any plans or knows any contacts that can help.

A guy I’d never met spread a lie about me when I was 15 and destroyed my life. I’ve never told anyone. It’s been a year today.

I go to school in an extremely rural small town (A), 15 miles from my house. The town (A) my school is in is 15 miles from the next town (B). So the town (B) this story takes place in is 30 miles from me.

Around 10 people in each grade from Town B go to my school in Town A. There is another school about 10 miles outside Town B where most people from there go to.

All of my friends at the time were from Town B but went to school in Town A.

I was always a bit of an outsider in Town A, but I had a solid group in Town B and used to make the trip regularly.

So here is the story:

I’m going to call this guy Jack. He was 17, almost 18, a junior at Town B’s school. I was 15, almost 16, a freshman at Town A’s school. There was also a girl from Town B’s school, I’ll call her Sarah, who was 16, almost 17, and a sophomore.

The first time I ever saw Jack was on a night out in Town B with my friends. I saw Sarah that night and tried talking to her. She shut me down after a while, so I left it at that. No drama or anything.

Apparently Jack saw this and decided he didn’t like it. Me, an outsider, talking to a girl from his town.

Two weekends later I was back there with my friends in the outdoor seating area at the back of the same bar in Town B. Jack’s group was sitting there too under another canopy.

One of my friends decided it was a good idea to chug three beers in a row and started to throw up on the floor. When I got up to go to the restroom with him to make sure he was okay, Jack came up to me and cut me off before I got to the door back inside the bar.

In front of everyone, he said out loud that he heard I said I was going to rape Sarah.

I pushed back immediately and said that was absolutely not true. He wouldn’t listen and just kept saying someone had shown him a video of me saying it two weeks earlier after she shut me down, but for whatever reason he couldn’t show it to anyone. He insisted he had seen it and that it was definitely me in the video.

I told him to leave me alone and that it wasn’t true. I decided it probably wasn’t safe to go to the restroom anymore, so I sat back down.

I could feel the tension building between our group and theirs, which was about three times the size of ours.

One of my friends slipped out the side exit and ran away. Another told me I was overreacting and nothing was going to happen. One was blacking out and had no idea what was going on, and the other was in the restroom throwing up.

Around two minutes later, I started to leave through the back entrance, which doesn’t go back inside the bar.

Jack went over to his group of nearly fully grown men and started telling them something, but I couldn’t make out what he was saying since I was about 50 feet away and it was very noisy.

Before I could reach the gate to exit onto the street, about 10 seniors from School B got up and came sprinting at me, shouting that they were going to beat the shit out of me. Meanwhile, Jack was there laughing his head off.

I was absolutely petrified. I ran faster than I ever had in my life, probably a mile and a half, and hid behind a Walmart. I stayed there until I felt safe, then made my way back and got the bus to Town A.

My parents picked me up and drove me home, completely unaware of what had just happened to me. I have never felt that powerless in my life. I genuinely thought something terrible was going to happen to me.

After that, a lot of my friends stopped wanting to be seen with me. They said I made them look bad and slowly started distancing themselves.

The following week, Jack heard a rumor that I was going to go to his house and shoot him. He messaged me on Instagram with a half-hearted apology, saying he thought he had seen a video and maybe it was someone who looked like me. When I asked to see the video, he said he had lost it.

I didn’t want any more trouble or for the story to spread into my school, so I told him it was fine and that it must have been a mistake.

When I asked him who sent the video, he said he wasn’t going to rat his friend out.

Looking back, that doesn’t make sense. If it were true, the person who sent it would have backed him up that night instead of him being on his own.

I also messaged Sarah to clear things up and make sure she knew it wasn’t true. She told me not to worry and said she knew Jack had made it up.

About a month later, I found out from someone who used to be friends with him that Jack had made the whole thing up on purpose for entertainment. He knew it was false and just wanted to see me get jumped for coming into his town and trying to talk to girls. Despite that, people forgave him almost immediately.

At the start of summer break, I went back to Town B one more time with what was left of my friend group. At the end of the night, we ended up outside the same bar.

It was just me, him, and a group of girls, including Sarah and her friends. I confronted him about it, but he still insisted he had seen a video. Then he started laughing in my face and said I wouldn’t do anything to him. He said that if I brought it up again, he would beat me up himself. The girls laughed at me too. After that, my friends completely ghosted me.

In January, after my school’s musical, my dad was picking me up in a Target parking lot at night in Town A. I saw Jack walking across the lot with his girlfriend, who is from my town. They walked right past me and didn’t recognize me.

By then I had grown a few inches and put on about 20 pounds of muscle. I probably could have taken him if I wanted to. But I didn’t do anything. It was freezing, I was only wearing a T-shirt, and my dad was pulling in right behind me. If anything happened, he would have seen everything and found out the whole story.

I’ve never told my parents because of the nature of the rumor and because I didn’t want to add more stress to their lives. I turn 17 in August and he turns 19 in July. It has been a year today. He is doing completely fine. Everyone likes him.

I have nothing. No friends. People have mostly forgotten about it, but it still weighs on me every day. I don’t know what to do about it. I was disrespected in a way I can’t even put into words.

I don’t hold any resentment toward the seniors who came after me that night, or toward Sarah. They were told something serious and reacted to it. I get that. But I do hate Jack. I don’t know what to do with that, especially seeing him doing well and moving on like nothing ever happened. He’s studying for the SATs now, getting on with his life, and it feels like he won.

We live together in an old East German commie block apartment building which has a basement where, among other things, bicycles are stored. Virtually nothing about this house is original anymore, except for the fire door in front of the basement.

This woman was bothered by the fact that the door was often open, which is why she thought it necessary to stick paper notes on the door to keep it closed, even though there was already a printed notice on the door.

Due to their repeated application of more and more adhesive tape to these notes, the almost 60-year-old paint on the door has begun to peel off.

I live my whole life in this building and it hurts if it gets damaged.

In general, she is a great burden on the neighborhood; for example, she regularly knocks on neighbors' doors to complain about other neighbors or the house itself.

Because of her, a neighbor of us, who lives alone, is always kind but shy and generally a sweetheart almost got kicked out for listening to loud music. We live next door to him, while she lives 2 floors below, and we barely felt the vibrations.

Her behavior towards me personally has always been very inappropriate and overstepping boundaries. She treats me like a small child (even though I'll be 18 soon) and is also prone to intrusive behavior, such as seeking excessive physical contact. She touches me regularly when we are walking past each other on the staircase where she very often "accidentally" touches my behind or front. The staircase isnt wide, but it is wide enough for this not to happen every time. (she is over 50 years old and has like 2 or 3 lovers that could be her sons)

How could I retaliate to her? I really want her to move out as she had been nothing but a neighbor from hell!

I had been thinking about putting dog 'waste' in her mailbox, but all of our mailboxes are sticking together, so it would stink for everyone, so I need something more subtle which could've been accidental etc.

I was talking to a guy for about four months. He pursued me first mind you. He has been taking me out on dates consistently since then. In the beginning on the second date we went to dinner and talked about what we were looking for and our intentions moving forward. Keep in mind I specifically stated that I do not do casual and am looking for a long term healthy relationship, I told him that if casual is his thing that's perfectly fine but I am not interested. He said he was looking for the same things and stated that he doesn't like rushing good connections. This guy told his parents about me and his friends, his friends would call him and he would answer saying he was with me. He eventually came to meet both my parents and even brought flowers to my mom at the door. My parents said he was welcome anytime and even had been inviting him to dinner which I now realize he was just making excuses not to go. He also turned on his location which was his choice, I did not ask and did not have mine on bc I felt that I wouldn't turn it on until we were official. He would buy me flowers and tell me to let him know when they start to decay so he would replace them. I did feel that he was taking his time with me because he didn't try to get physical with me immediately or was telling me he loved me a week in. On about month three we broke the touch barrier and held hands and also kissed. There was one time when he invited me to his house and we watched a movie, cuddled, take a nap, and later made out but nothing much else. I never slept with him, thankfully. Afterwards I was very overwhelmed with emotions and began to cry. I told him that I was sorry and that he didn't do anything wrong. He comforted me, held me in his arms and told me that it's okay. I did feel very safe and comfortable at this point. On the very last date that we went on I told him that I wanted to talk about something important, I planned on bringing up the boundaries conversation because of what happened last time. When we started to talk he was the one to actually brought up boundaries first before I ever did which I thought was a green flag. He stated that we can slow things down because I don't want to make you uncomfortable or anything like that. We agreed that we would only hold hands, hug, and kiss. By the end of the night after having a vulnerable conversation he told me that he would let me know the next time we would be able to go out and hugged me not wanting to let go. He kissed me goodbye and dropped me back off at my house and that was the last time I saw him before it ended. A week later and I noticed a shift in his behavior, he was distant and took a while to respond. I didn't think much of it at first because I know he has a life and a job. I had a weird gut feeling ad decided to go look at his recent following on TikTok. A new girl who he just recently started following was following him on all accounts including each other's gym accounts. Immaturely I decided to add her snapchat to which she added me back the next day. Of course I could not prove that they were talking I knew something was going on. I want to make it clear that no me and this guy were not dating just yet but to get my family involved, bring flowers to my mom, and have a vulnerable conversation with me the last time we spoke I was pissed of course bc I was under the impression that things were genuinely going somewhere.

The next day that I knew something was up he turned his location randomly off. I texted him saying that things were different and if you would like to meet up and talk in person we can. He agreed and said he was very sorry for leaving me confused after what we talked about last time. After snapping the girl a couple of times I opened a snap of her smiling and he was very obviously behind her. This completely broke me, ik that not everything works out with everyone but to be vulnerable with a guy and thought that things were going well I was devastated. I didn't text him till days later saying that I couldn't meet and that what he did was disrespectful especially getting my family involved and to take care. The message back was immature and rude stating that he didn't see any type of future with me and met someone else who was better future wise which is a lame cover up.

Anyways I'm so tired of men getting away with this shit and act like complete cowards not even wanting to have a conversation. He knew what I wanted from the beginning and still continued to purse me and even told me a week before he randomly decided he was done that he would like to come over and hangout, playing board games with my family. Im petty and I want to get him back, call me immature I don't care. Now knowing a bit about my situation what are some ways I can get him back? I don't mean damage any property or something like that. He fucking used me and deserves it, let me know.

I, F (49) am a supervisor dealing with an employee who reports to me and consistently shows a negative attitude, disrespect, and what feels like insubordination. I believe she feels protected because she is in a romantic relationship with my boss, Matt. Matt was once very supportive and close to me as a friend but your work relationship has deteriorated, including an incident where he told me to “shut the fuck up” at work. I in turn called him a "P@ssy a$$ b!tch coward for not doing his job" I've documented the employee’s behavior, addressed it directly, reported it to Matt, and then contacted HR. HR advised me to try to work out the differences, but the behavior has continued. I have to work with this employee every day, the situation feels deeply personal and emotionally exhausting, and I have already looked for ways to protect myself and determine what additional steps are available beyond local HR. But nothing seems to work. Im tired of being snickered about or being disrespected. Matt is married and is a marriage counselor for a local church. He has had many affairs and his wife knows about them. So telling her anonymously isnt going to work. What can I do at work to make it difficult for them to stop bullying me.