what is the meanist....?

Question

what is the meanist thing you've ever done? c'mon people - i want some juicy stuff!!!

Answer 1

I kicked this girls *** really really bad because of a married man when I was single and young. I wonder sometimes if his wife ever found out. His name is Charles Thomas Mathews. He worked at the Hyatt Hotel in New Orleans as an assistant Housekeeper. He lived on Saint Charles Street and drove a red convertable sports car. His was leaving the Hyatt to move to Florida. His wife was already in Florida. Oppps this is too much detail. He was my first and last affair. I was only 21. He was about 25.This girl I worked with was a bully. I used to brag how fine Charlie was. Our boss in housekeeping was Mark Melancon. I remember his name cause he called me in his office the next day when he saw the girls face to ask why I'd beat her up. She looked like she fought Mike Tyson and had that swollen eye like Sylvester Stallone in Rocky whatever number movie. She told me she had a crush on Charlie and she'd been giving him hits for months but he wouldn't bite. She told everyone that Charlie was hers and made it clear tht if I messed with him she'd kick my ***. Well that sounded like a challenge to me. I thought Charlie was the bomb but I wasn't more turned on by him than I was when all the girls in housekeeping told me this girl said to keep my distance. Durng our Housekeeping meetings after that I didn't hear a word from the meeting I sat there daydreaming about Charlie. Looking at him the entire time. I'm sure making him nervous or wonder what the hell was my problem. I wrote him a note and gave it to him after one of those meetings. I was nervous and thought he'd fire me for sexual harrassment but I say or hear nothing of him for a few days. That's when I was told he took a few days to help his wife move to Florida but he was coming back to the Hyatt for a few days of work before he left for good. The note said that i thought he was fine and I really liked him and that I could give him the best head and the best sex he'd ever had in his life. I knew by writing that he wouldn't turn me down but when i didn't hear from him I thought he wasn't interested. The day he finally came back I couldn't look him in the eye I was embarrassed. We had our usual meeting. After the meeting he called me in he stopped me in the hallway as I was going up to the floors to work. I remember he acted real cautious like, talking really low as he handed me this tightly folded paper. "Read this he said and don't show this to anyone." I couldn't wait til I got up to my first room to clean. I think I was smiling the rest of the day. His note said to meet him that next evening after work at the Library near the Hyatt which is where I go to catch the city bus every night after work. I whizzed through cleaning my rooms that day. I was so excited about meeting Charlie that night. I felt like Cinderella going to the Ball. It was only the library. But that was good enough for me. It was almost an hour later that he showed up. I was about to give up because I didn't think he'd really show up. Suddenly out of the dead of the night this fire red convertable pulls up next to me. I could tell he was sooooo nervous as his voice shook when he invited me into his car. We drove straight to this apartment. I remember where it was because the famous St Charles street car ran only on that road. It was a small apartment but cozy. We wasted no time. Took a shower together washing eachothers body. He commented when I turned opposite facing him cause "baby got back". We kissed and he held my hand and guided me to his bedroom. He wouldn't french at first but come around quickly after his moans got out of hand. I kissed his neck slid down under the covers to his nipples the further I went the louder he moaned. Whoa was that a hammer in his bed or was he reallly glad to see me. lol I worked it like a pro. Had the bed jumping off the floor. He came so hard I thought he was having convulsions. As we lay there in eachother s arms his first words to me was "Damn you were right that was ******* amazing.)" We got dressed he took me home to my moms house and I have never saw or spoke to him again. The next morning at work I bragged to the guy that I spent the night with Charlie. She immediately went and told Mark. He called me into his office and asked to see the note form Charlie. I gave it to him. That evening after working (near the same said library) she came up to me with four of five of the other housekeepers and pushed me saying I told you to leave Charlie alone. She was about 5'4 weighing 102 pounds at the most. I am 5'10 weighing 160. I warned her that she really didn't want to fight me but her friends pushed her into me and we started fighting. I wouldn't really call it a fight it was really one way action. He came toward me like a human windmill. Twirling her arms like she was about to take off in flight. I on the other hand did a Mike Tyson stand. I warned her a second time that she was no match for me but she pushed me. It was on then baby. I caught her in a head lock.I remember there was a small bush in front of us so I took the liberty and washed her face in the bush. (That was pretty mean don't you think?) I forgot I was a woman then and beat the living **** out of her while her friends watched. The next day at work Mark called me into the office to ask why I beat up the girl so badly as she stood there looking at me with one eye opened and hundreds of welts still visible from the bush. I was waiting for my transfer papers to work at the Hyatt Wilshire Hotel in Los Angeles. Fortunately they were approved before the fight and Mark gave me those instead of firing me. This happened so many years ago. Talking about it though makes it seem like only yesterday. (My fist still hurt). Did I say it was way back in the 80's. I bet Charlie still haven't forgotten that night. I was his first black partner. And he promised me I wouldn't be the last. He wasn't my first white one. I love men of all races. Fortunatley I married the best one. Sorry Charlie.

Answer 2

ok this is bad...but i want everyone to know that im 36 now and i was 17 when i did this... my mom had a friend he cared about her but didnt really liked me,so one day we got in to a fight and he had asthma and in the middle of the fight he got an asthma attack when he tried to get his pumped to be able to breathe i took it and trew it on the roof of my house by the time that my aunt went up there to get it he had passed out and the ambulance had to come.. i know this is the meanest thing i had ever done. and on top of that i destroyed all the stuff he had brought to my house. but he lived and of course the relationship with my mother was over... but yeah that would be the meanest thing i had ever done,and for the record i wish i had not done that.

Answer 3

The meanest thing I ever done was to my x b/f after he broke his promise to me. We both trusted each other with our secret but he told one of his boys the details of how our sex was and I got mad and while he was with his boys I told them his deepest dark secret and told him that I was only moaning to make him feel good cause the sex wasn't that great. I said a dog and their mate sex was better than that.

Answer 4

Ummm..... the meanest thing I ever done was probably run away from OHIO to CALIFORNIA for 3 months without telling my parents or anybody where i went!

Answer 5

when i was in the sixth grade, we had assigned seats on the bus and i was sitting in the seat with somebody who didn't like me and i didn't like her so one day i went home and thought of something evil to do, i gathered packs of soy sauce and the next morning i got in the seat opened the soy sauce put them where she sits and waited for her to get on the bus, she got on sat in the seat, when i got off i could;t help but laugh, then i went looking around the school for her with some other friends of mine who helped but she had already covered it up with homebody's jacket, i never got to see how it looked and she never found out that i did it and i don't regret it at all.

Answer 6

when i was in 4th grade i pushed a guy in dog doo at recess just to show off in front of my friends and he came back to class smelling like s**t. then the teacher had to send him home.

i still feel bad about that.

Answer 7

The meanest thing was............. I teased my ex-boyfriend at the dinner table at my parents house, Knowing i was on my period and my parents was not going to let him stay in the same room with me and I snuck off to bed, giving my boyfriend "Blue Balls"

Answer 8

WHEN I WAS IN HIGH SCHOOL THERE WAS A GIRL THAT CALL HER SELF MY FRIEND.... STARTED TALKING ABOUT ME.. AND WOULD IGNOR ME WHEN WHITH THIS ONE PARTICULAR FRIEND OF HERS.. BUT ONCE WE WERE IN THE CLASS ROOM WOULD KISS, HUG ME AND SAY HI.. ..I HAD OTHER FRIEND SO THAT WASNT MUCH OF A PROBLEM UNTILL I CHEATED ON MY B-F WITH A GUY SHE KNEW.. AND FOUND OUT BY ACCIDENT.. SO SHE TOLD MY B-F.... I KNEW IT WAS HER CUS WE 3 WERE THE ONLY 1S THAT KNEW.... WHEN I ASKED HER SHE SAID "I WOULD NEVER DO THIS TO YOU" SO FOR VALENTINES ABOUT 3 DAYS LATER.. I WRAPED A BOTTLE OF FAT BURNING PILLS IN A VALENTAIN GIFT BAG.. TOGETHER WITH A WORK OUT VIDEO DVD ATTACHED WITH A VALENTINE CARD THAT READ TO THE MY ONE AND ONLY BEST FRIEND.. (SHE DIDN TKNOW IT WAS ME) I HAD SOMEONE DELIVER IT TO THE CLASS ROOM AND SHE OPEND IT INFRONT OF EVERY ONE..BUSTED IN TEARS AND RAN OUT THE CLASS ROOM..
I FELT TERRIBLE..AND STILL DOO!!!

Answer 9

Kissing a friends boyfriend in front of her.

Answer 10

i met a girl on lovers lane, i kept her toes and teeth

Answer 11

lied to my sister