My mom is the kindest person I know. After beating cancer, she took a job as a waitress to make ends meet, always serving customers with patience and grace—even the difficult ones. But one woman, Karen, took things too far.
Karen was a regular at the café where my mom worked, and she made every visit miserable. She criticized everything—the coffee, the food, even the flowers on the tables. But the final straw came when she threw her coffee at my mom, claiming it wasn’t hot enough.
When I found out, I was furious. Then my mom revealed the truth: Karen wasn’t just a rude customer—she was a former classmate who had held a grudge against my mom for decades.
I decided to teach Karen a lesson she wouldn’t forget. Using a fake social media account, I tricked her into attending a fake VIP beauty event at a luxury hotel. When she arrived, she was humiliated to find out her real spa reservation had been canceled—by me.
But I didn’t stop there. I sent her a box of cheap, sticky glitter bombs disguised as high-end beauty products. When she opened them, her pristine home was covered in an impossible-to-clean mess.
Finally, I confronted her in person at the café, calling out her petty behavior in front of everyone. She left in shame—and never came back.
My mom was a little shocked by my methods, but she couldn’t help but laugh. After everything she’s been through, she deserved justice—even if it came with a side of glitter.
