rSlash - r/Bestof Got Revenge Against My Scummy Boss

Episode Date: February 4, 2026

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Our next Reddit post is from R. slash relationship advice. My girlfriend is 21, and I'm 21. We've been dating for about seven months now. We both used to work at the same restaurant, and I asked her out. I always felt like we were very different people, but that's what I liked about our relationship. I feel like I'm always learning something by being around her, and I try my best to indulge in her interests. Three months ago, I introduced her to my family, and they all seemed to like her, especially my brother, who's 20. I didn't really think much of it, and was happy to see them get along since I'm very close to my brother. But I've realized over time that they just fit way better with each other.

They both have the same interest in movies, books, music, sports, foods, you name it. Although my girlfriend was hesitant at first about it, I encouraged her to go to things alone with my brother if it wasn't something I was really into, and they both had a great time. And I know just having the same hobby sounds trivial, but it's also their personalities. They're both very free-spirited and adventurous, and I can't help but notice that they look so much happier with each other than with me. Sometimes I feel really out of place around them, as if I'm not supposed to be there. But I swear this is not out of jealousy. I just genuinely think that they're better for each other. I love both of them, and if this is what makes them happy,

then I'd rather they date each other and let me move out of their way. I'm not exactly sure how to execute this or talk about this with either of them, though. How do I go about setting them up? O.P., instead of turning yourself into a martyr, has it ever crossed your mind that the reason why your brother likes you so much is also possibly the same reason why your girlfriend likes you so much? Maybe you have some quality that free-spirited people find appealing. Anyways, five and a half months later, O.P. Posting

an update. After writing that post, I did a lot of introspection and self-reflection. I think a lot of people caught this, but I do indeed suffer from low self-esteem and struggle with low confidence. I didn't want to acknowledge it, but it did get in the way of my relationships often. I'm a brutally honest man, and that's exactly what I did. I was very honest about all of this to my girlfriend. I didn't tell her that I thought my brother and her were soulmates, but I told her that sometimes I feel like I can't directly connect with her because we're so different. And what she said really changed my perspective of our relationship. She said that she loves that I'm different and compliments her in a way that completes her. She also expressed that she would want to get more involved in my hobbies.

So the past few months, we've been doing some random things together that we individually enjoy and it's turned out great for us. She makes me really happy and I try my best to make her life better too. I've also met her family now and they're all lovely people as well. We still do. We still do things together with my brother, and it's also a good time. I think at the end of the day, the root of all this was indeed my insecurity. It wasn't really about my brother, because I think I would have been insecure if it was a friend or really anyone else. Besides, it is true that I enjoy my brother's company because of the kind of person he is, so it made sense for me to be with someone who's similar. It attributes more to the fact that she fits really well into my life.

I've also come to realize that I was looking at this from a very trivial perspective. My girlfriend is so much more than her hobbies and interests, and there's so many other things about her that actually set her apart from other people in my life. Our next Reddit post is from R-slash co-worker stories. I'm a teacher at a decently affluent public school. For the most part, I love my job. I have made genuine friends among staff members, and the students make the hard work worth it.

There are, of course, the negative parts of teaching you always hear about. low pay, grading on off hours, etc. But for the most part, the deal's been good. A few years back, I was recognized by my old boss as a potential leader in the building. He stressed to me that I was very data-oriented and likable among my colleagues. I know my way around Google Sheets and Excel when it comes to collecting and organizing student data, and I'm really solid with parental communication. I was hesitant, but eventually I agreed and became a leader for a group of teachers and students at the school, in charge of organizing meetings, overall student educational success, etc. The old boss who promoted me left, and I was stuck with a new boss whom I didn't know well.

Here's where things get messy. I have sensory processing disorder and mild hearing loss. It's hard to explain, but sometimes I genuinely do not hear things correctly. Like if you said, I'm going to pick up Stacy. I might hear something like, I'm gone, just wait and see. This happens at least once a day, and it's usually not that big. of a deal. Unfortunately, it's not curable, but I manage. In meetings with my new boss, my new boss would push strategies that were based around focusing on students whose state test scores were

almost passing. The idea was that you would focus on all the students, but give extra attention to these guys. These initiatives were never written down, and I would find out later that was because the legality of such a thing was iffy at best. When these ideas were shared with me, I would constantly ask the boss after the meeting to repeat herself and then check my notes to make sure I heard her correctly. I noticed at the time she was passively frustrated that I would do this, even though I explained that I had a hearing disorder. Looking back, I wonder if she felt pressured knowing what we were doing wasn't kosher and if I made a bad impression. Now to introduce the main character of the story, Tenney, since she's the coach of the tennis team. Tinney is well

liked by staff members for her years of service towards our community in a particular area. I also liked Tenney a lot and figured she'd be a great team member. Tinney, however, like my boss, became repeatedly frustrated when I would miss things she would say to me, especially in crowded high school hallways. Sometimes she would even shout something to me as she walked past. This led to many gaffs and mistakes. I asked her repeatedly to pause and make sure I got what she was saying or to just email me, but nothing changed. There were at least five or six big moments that my hearing wasn't accommodated for when a simple email could have solved the problem. As one example, my new boss came into the hallway to let us know that an assembly location had been changed. We were to take the students to a new area,

not the old one. Of course, I heard the word change, but I didn't hear the location. Tenney was the only one nearby. I tapped my ear and asked where we were going. Tenney quickly responded and walked away, and I, once again, didn't understand. Cue me and my students walking into the assembly five minutes late after walking them around the building in confusion. My new boss asked what happened, and I simply told her that I didn't hear her correctly. Weeks later, I was called into a meeting with my new boss, and she told me that I was going to lose my leader position due to inconsistency and disrespect towards colleagues. I asked her which colleagues, and she told me that was private.

I asked her how I was disrespectful and she said, Sometimes you get frustrated when you say you can't hear things and tap your ear. I said, that's the American Sign Language sign for here, as in I can't hear you. She said that I should have communicated that. I said that I've asked for written communication constantly. She said I shouldn't always expect it. I knew that it was a losing game and any explanation I would provide would just be shot down. I loved the school and the community and fighting.

the new boss was only going to lead to more problems. I shouldn't have been surprised when a school-wide email went out that Tinney was getting the leadership position. Tinney was praised by colleagues in reply alls, and it was frustrating to say the least. I know that she was the one who complained, and it was extremely bitter for me to see her rewarded for it. Cue the next school year. Tinney comes into my room and asks me for the student data sheets that I created with Google Sheets. I told her, truthfully that even if I did share them with her, there wasn't anything she could do with them. I brought her over to my computer and showed her the formulas I worked with and how I needed to adjust them every time a new student or section was added to the roster. She then asked me if I could

just continue updating these sheets outside of my leader position. I told her as professionally as possible that I would love to teach her how to do all these things, but I would need a stipend to do so. She asked if any of the other leaders were doing what I did. I said they weren't. I was the only one and always had been. I'm a bit ashamed that I didn't take any joy in seeing Tennie's face go cold when she realized I wouldn't fold. And there was nothing she could do except cope with hours of data work per year, or become proficient in sheets or excel. Something I knew she wasn't going to do. And here's the real kicker, the parents. Parents of students, 99% of the time, are a joy to work with. I really mean that. It's so fun to work with the parents of the people

that I care the most about. But it's the 1% that make your life a living hell. I've overheard Tenney complaining about being on the phone with a 1% parent for 45 minutes, losing her entire grading time. A call like that would have taken me about five minutes top since I have the experience of knowing how to stop circular arguments and get the parent on my side for an issue. What has taken me minutes is taking Tenney sometimes hours. Yeah, she's getting my $1,500 stipend now, but I no longer have to deal with the extra meetings, extra parent phone calls, miscommunication, etc. She's getting all the pain I got and more. I feel ashamed that I'm taking so much joy from this. But Tenney made my life hell in a place that I otherwise love, so have fun, Tenney. Then four months later, O.P. posted an update. It's been a

semester's worth of school, so I figured it's time for an update. To say things have been going well for me has been an understatement. As several comments pointed out in my original post, my $1.5,000 a year stipend was not worth it. Oh wow, I thought it was 1.5 a month. A year? The mental load that left with my leadership position was enormous. I feel so much lighter now, and I've been able to use the time and energy I now have to devote into community projects. I just feel like I'm an overall better teacher. I haven't taken homework once this semester. On the other hand, Tinney's been miserable. She's always one of the last teachers to go home, and she frequently cancels or forgets meetings. Unsurprisingly, Tenney has not been considerate of my hearing accommodation. I keep my own meeting notes and show them to a

trusted colleague after to see if I heard everything correctly. A trusted colleague told me after I uploaded my original post that Tenney and two other teachers were the ones who complained about my lack of preparation and inconsistencies to my boss. Since then, I haven't spoken to those two other teachers unless necessary, but keep very friendly and pretend like I don't know they threw me under the bus. One of these teachers is Ben. Tinney teaches the same middle school subject I do, English. So does Ben. Anyone familiar with education knows that English is one of the heaviest tested subjects. Our school is ride or die for state test scores like a lot of schools in the U.S. So we put a lot of work into making sure kids get the highest test scores possible.

Because I've had extra time and energy, I decided to really focus on exercises and other practices to get these kids scoring as high as I could. These efforts all paid off when, at an all-staff meeting, my boss announced that our grades scored higher in English than in previous years. So far, it's a 20% increase from the previous year overall. Wow. But then my boss said something that chilled the room for a microsecond. Be sure to check your student's individual scores to see how you contributed to the increase. My students were the reason that we saw the bump. Tinney and Ben's scores were slightly lower from the previous year. My boss

congratulated me privately and my job review scores have been the highest of my career. Hilariously, my boss asked if I could share some of my strategies with Tenney and Ben. I said that of course I would, but only share the documents and nothing else. Tenney and Ben have not approached me to ask how I did it, and I like it that way. My favorite part of all of this, because of the lack of funds, the leadership position is being eliminated at the start of the next school year, and our teams are being dissolved. Tenney went through all that drama for just one year in the position. I am trying my best not to relish in the news, and just keep my mind focused on my own growth and the 95% of my colleagues who I like and enjoy my company. My students are happier.

I'm happier. I've just got to keep my eyes on the positive and leave this behind me. Our next Reddit post is from R-slash Waiting to Wed. Me and my boyfriend have been together just over four years, lived together for just over two. I'm 25, he's 27. His brother just proposed to his girlfriend of two years, and as happy as I am for them, I also got angry as I thought that we'd be engaged before them. I sat him down. I sat him down. this past September and very strongly expressed my desire to get married. He gave a very vague response that he wasn't ready yet, but was feeling more positive towards it as time goes on. I feel like I'm banging my head against a brick wall. He's had issues, which are getting a lot better now,

but this situation is constantly making me feel like I'm not good enough to be proposed to. But I'm a catch. I cook, I clean, I make sound financial decisions. We split the bills 50-50. I have a good-paying job for my age and career prospects. I plan surprises, I make an effort with my appearance, and I'm not bad to look at. I actually had a very active dating life before I met him, so I know I'm not an ogre, not that it should matter anyways. These past four years have been lovely, but I'm ready for the next step. I used to be a lot more ruthless when I was dating around, but I've gone soft, and I obviously love him, and the thought of leaving is painful. But the alternative, a long dating time with no real commitment, in my eyes, is painful and humiliating.

So tonight I burst into tears and asked him to call it now if he has no intention of proposing. He sat quiet while I ranted and raved, and I finished with, If you have no intention of proposing, that's fine, but please stop wasting my time. To which he looked at me and responded with a solemn, Okay, we haven't spoken since. In the early days, he would never let me get upset without comforting me, but now it's different. He lets me cry alone. Then, three and a half days later, OP posted an update.

90 days after I posted this, I left the relationship. I'm 12 days into our separation, unfortunately still living together but working on changing that. I also started therapy, and it's been a revelation. I gave four and a half years of my life, giving 100% to this man and reaped nothing from it. That energy could have and should have been invested in myself. Imagine where I could be now. Life is full of lessons, and if you take anything from this subreddit today, let it be this. When someone tells you who they are with their words and actions, believe them.

I'm so excited for the rest of my life. I'm going to surround myself with people who believe in me and achieve what I want to achieve all by myself. A man doesn't determine your worth, and please never put your life on hold waiting for one either. Then eight and a half months later, O.P. posted another update, which is basically her just listing all the reasons that her life got better, a better job, a better apartment, better car, better friends, and so on. So, seems like O.P. has moved on and moved up in the world. That was our slash best of Redditor updates. And if you like this content, be sure to follow my podcast because I put out new Reddit podcast episodes every single day.