Betty Carmichael was furious when her husband, Donald, forgot their 50th wedding anniversary. This time, she wouldn’t let it slide. After fifty years of marriage, she felt she deserved more than the silence that greeted her special day.
As she waited for him to come home, she grew angrier. Donald hadn’t even bothered to show up for the dinner she prepared. When he finally arrived, Betty stood on the porch, ready to confront him. She couldn’t contain her anger and began tossing his belongings into the yard, thinking about how unappreciated she felt.
When Donald saw the mess, he was shocked and confused. Betty declared that she wanted a divorce, feeling that Donald took her for granted. She was tired of reminding him of important dates, especially after all the years they had shared. Donald tried to defend himself, claiming that he loved her
In a surprising turn of events, he revealed that he had been waiting for their granddaughter, Hannah, to surprise Betty. He had arranged her visit as a special gift, knowing how much Betty missed her.
Overjoyed, Betty rushed to embrace Hannah, realizing her mistake in assuming the worst. Donald reassured her that he hadn’t strayed from their love over the years. They reconciled and tidied up the yard together.
That night, Donald surprised Betty again by announcing a party for their anniversary, complete with a vow renewal ceremony. He even got down on one knee and asked her to marry him again, presenting her with a ring.
The next day, they celebrated their milestone surrounded by family and friends. Betty felt grateful for Donald and vowed never to doubt his love again. She learned that trust is essential in a relationship and that everyday moments matter just as much as special occasions.
Entitled Landlord Raised Our Rent by $650 – We Had Enough and Taught Him a Costly Lesson
When our landlord hiked our rent by $650, it was the last straw. Living in a rundown apartment with a broken fridge and constant harassment pushed us to the edge. Determined to get revenge, we concocted a clever plan to make him regret his greed and teach him an unforgettable lesson.
Dennis here. Let me tell you about the time my wife, Amber, and I dealt with the landlord from hell while saving for our dream house. It’s been a rollercoaster, but we learned a lot along the way
So, picture this: Amber and I moved into this tiny, run-down apartment a little over a year ago.
We were pinching pennies, trying to save up for a place of our own. The apartment was our stepping stone. Small, but we made it work. Amber decorated the place with some second-hand finds and DIY projects. I swear, she can make anything look good.
The trouble started right from the get-go.
We met our landlord, Mr. Williams, during the lease signing. Now, this guy looked like he had stepped right out of a 1980s corporate villain movie. Slicked-back hair, smug smile, and a suit that screamed “I have power, and I love it.”
“Nice to meet you, Mr. Williams,” Amber said, ever the polite one.
“Likewise,” he replied, barely looking up from the paperwork. “Let’s get this done quickly. I have other matters to attend to.”
We went through the motions, signing here and there. And then, like an idiot, I mentioned my income.
Amber and I brainstormed over a couple of beers one night, sketching out ideas on a napkin. We needed something that would hit Mr. Williams where it hurt but couldn’t be traced back to us.
Then it hit us—smells. Horrible, pervasive, can’t-get-rid-of-them smells.
“Alright,” I said, leaning back with a grin. “We need tuna, rotten eggs, milk, and dead mice.”
Amber chuckled. “This is going to be epic.”
We removed the tuna, cleaned out the rotten eggs, scrubbed the milk stains, and disposed of the dead mice. The smell finally began to dissipate.
“Good riddance,” Amber said, wiping her hands. “I hope he learned his lesson.”
And there you have it. The story of how we turned the tables on our greedy landlord and got the justice we deserved. If you ever find yourself in a similar situation, remember: a little creativity and a lot of determination can go a long way!
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