A woman scorned
Now this is revenge if I've ever heard it.... a good one to keep in the back of your mind in case you ever need it....
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 stuffed
half-eaten shrimp shells dipped in caviar, into the hollow of all 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, and 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 a
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.
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 stuffed
half-eaten shrimp shells dipped in caviar, into the hollow of all 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, and 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 a
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.