What Was Your Worst “Crazy Bitch” Moment?
Posted by: Amelia McDonell-Parry
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11:10AM, Tuesday June 23rd 2009
Kate Moss, crazy bitch. Recently, when the model got in a big ol’ fight with boyfriend Jamie Hince recently, she threw his laptop in the pool in a rage. Six songs that were recorded for The Kills’ (that’s Hince’s band) forthcoming record were stored on the laptop—and they weren’t backed up anywhere else. Kate was able to grovel and plead for Hince’s forgiveness—who knows about the rest of the band. This reminds me of the time Lisa “Left Eye” Lopes from TLC (she’s now deceased) set fire to her athlete boyfriend’s shoe collection in a fiberglass bathtub which caused his entire house to catch fire and burn down. The lesson? Think twice before acting like a crazy bitch. The damage can be more than intended. I’ve already told you about that one time I pushed a guy I was in love with into (slow-moving) traffic because he didn’t love me back. No damage was done, luckily, but I do not recommend. After the jump, some real women share their worst “crazy bitch” moments.
Several years ago, I was dating a guy who was cheating on me. I happened to be at his apartment (and he wasn’t) when I found out. I went a bit crazy, knocking over some plants so the soil got everywhere and tipping over furniture. And then I did the worst thing you could ever do to a guy: I hid his remote. The guy couldn’t find it for three months!
I found out I guy I was seeing on and off for a year was sleeping with a so called mutual friend of mine. That didn’t sit well with me. I was young (19 at the time) and quite immature. So, I went to his house to confront him. Things got heated… I ended up punching him in the face….oops! That’s not the bad part. I was good friends w/ his twin brother, so I told him what happened. He told me to come over – yeah, I slept with him. Revenge sex. It was pretty damn awesome and I don’t feel like a whore at all. And to this very day I will rub it in his face that his brother is a better lay then he will ever be!
I let my friends come in an steal his expensive marc jacobs clothes, scratched his new “Grand Theft Auto” game disc and threatened to send an email to his boss telling him that he told me that he wanted to quit. He had to call my mother to stop the insanity.
In high school I keyed my boyfriend’s car after I found out he cheated on me. Not that his car wasn’t already a piece of crap—he didn’t notice for weeks, at which point I’d forgiven him and had to do my share of grovelling.
I emailed the girlfriend of the guy who was cheating on her with me—at her work email, on a Monday morning—and told her EVERYTHING.
Blogged about him. Obviously.
I’m sure this is common, but I figured out his email password and devoured emails between him and the chick he was having an emotional affair with/ultimately physically cheated on me with. I felt like the craziest bitch on the planet during that very dark time. Not only do I still feel bad about it, it was some painful s**t that I really didn’t want to know. My advice is it’s a great way to totally torture yourself. Also, I think it’s illegal? Yikes.
I kicked a boyfriend in the balls once. Oh and I dumped a beer on another boyfriend’s lap at a bar when we got in a fight.
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GreenAura
wrote on June 23 2009 @ 11:33 am: [report]
Oy… forcing me to reminisce!! Well, when I was 19 (newly married), my husband decided to go out with a friend without me and I didn’t like that idea. So, being that it was around Christmas, it was only fitting that I incorporated some holiday spirit into my rage. I picked up our 6 foot, fully decorated tree and hurled into the kitchen, breaking probably half of the ornaments on it, including the angel tree topper that was passed down to me from my grandma. Well, after a bottle of super glue (which restored my decapitated angel) and a bottle of wine, I redecorated the tree as best as I could before he came home. When he did, he failed to notice that the entire back of the tree was bare. I felt so bad that I confessed to everything. He laughed so hard that he couldn’t even be mad. Crazy bitch.
becktasm
wrote on June 23 2009 @ 11:46 am: [report]
Ahahaha, I can’t say I’ve managed to hook up with the twin of an ex, but when one of my boyfriends cheated on me, I did sleep with his two best friends within 3 days of the breakup. It was just so easy! All it takes is one weepy facebook message asking for comfort and “some help understanding why he did this.” Men are such suckers for a damsel in distress, and they’re also suckers for boobs, so it didn’t exactly take much effort, and it was totally worth it. My ex was LIVID. He even tried to sleep with a few of my friends, but they just laughed in his face. I also knew his password to everything, so between working out plans to boink his buddies, I logged into his facebook and myspace and successfully defaced them both, ruining his reputation. It was so completely satisfying. I have no regrets. He cheated on me in such a big way- it wasn’t just a one night stand, he had TWO other LONG TERM girlfriends- he should have seen it coming. I’m smiling just thinking about it.
CheeeeEEEEse
wrote on June 23 2009 @ 11:49 am: [report]
“I let my friends come in an steal his expensive marc jacobs clothes, scratched his new “Grand Theft Auto” game disc and threatened to send an email to his boss telling him that he told me that he wanted to quit. He had to call my mother to stop the insanity.”
This would have me screaming “Lawsuit!”
mlyway
wrote on June 23 2009 @ 11:56 am: [report]
@greenaura That’s hilarious.
sam04
wrote on June 23 2009 @ 12:10 pm: [report]
Yikes. I’ve never had any crazy bitch moments. I don’t think I can imagine someone screwing me over badly enough to warrant behaviour like that. I would not feel justified and satisfied afterwards… I’d feel like a douchebag. So I’ll just continue to bottle up all my rage.
Blonde Bomber
wrote on June 23 2009 @ 12:14 pm: [report]
Well I did this for a friend once. When her Bf broke up with her she went to his place to pick up all her things while he was working. I went with, and while there I decided to steal all his toilet paper (including the roll on the holder) and anything that could be used similarly. Muahahahaha
tabby
wrote on June 23 2009 @ 12:18 pm: [report]
He wasn’t too bright and gave both me and his other girlfriend his email password. I knew about her but she didn’t know about me. Once I figured out that she was regularly checking his email in the morning after he left for work (ok, so I was stalking his email account) I plotted to ruin their relationship. I waited until I moved out of the country so she couldn’t kick my ass and then timed a bitter sweet email to “him” discussing the things we did and the lies he told her. It was perfect because she then had to admit that she read his email everyday and she couldn’t pretend that I was lying since the email was “to him” instead of her. Actually, I don’t regret that at all.
MissChaotic
wrote on June 23 2009 @ 12:20 pm: [report]
My last boyfriend dumped me because I didn’t emote enough, I was too focused on my career, and because he considers me a ‘poser’ because I don’t speak Spanish, and I claim my Cuban heritage (what an ass, right?).
So to get even, I fed him to the wolves. He has a bunch of youtube videos of him singing (he wants to be a singer, but sucks at it), so I posted the links within a blog group, told them about how much of an #&@$% he was, and proceeded to let them bash his [un]talent.
It felt good. I kind of felt bad though when the next year, he sent me Valentines day flowers and chocolates to make up for his #&@$% ups. But still.
likeOMGkbye
wrote on June 23 2009 @ 12:23 pm: [report]
@tabby…that. is. AMAZING.
I tried to sleep with my bf’s best friend after he dumped me, but it didn’t work…good think because now we’re back together! HA!
The worst I did was when the same guy dumped me, I had his precious beer pong table (ok, it was a really cool table…for any CT people it was painted to look exactly like the Hartford Whalers hockey rink, professionally done) and I chopped it up and burned it. Yeah, he didn’t care haha
pornqueen
wrote on June 23 2009 @ 12:48 pm: [report]
My crazy bitch moment happen when I was very young…I can safely said I have completely moved on from those dark days. I found out my bf was cheating on me when I came home and heard something in our bedroom. Quietly I took a peak and he was there with nurse we’ve met 3 days ago while I was in the hospital! It took all that I had and then some to walk out and went back to work. Long story short, I took a bite out of his “member” when he asked for a blow job becuase he had such a hard day @ work, mothereffer! I bit it so hard that he bled & freaked out and went to the same hospital. How’s that for crazy bitch moment! I have never and will never do it again. I swear!
bubblegum
wrote on June 23 2009 @ 03:28 pm: [report]
I showed up ar my ex boyfriend’s appartment drunk out of my mind, and tried to get back together. He insisted to give me a ride home, and said we’d talk in the morning (once I sobbered up)
On the way home, he received a phone call from another girl asking him to go see her.
I got so mad, I punched the windshield of the car, and broke it. He was really mad. But at the end, instead of going to see the “new girl” he spent the night with me. He didn’t even make me pay for the new glass!
AnonyMISS
wrote on June 23 2009 @ 09:48 pm: [report]
My ex-boyfriend and I lived together for about 7 months and while I worked and went to school his unemployed ass claimed to be looking for a job (this was YEARS years ago so the recession was not an excuse). During this time I worked, paid all of the bills, was finishing up my last year of undergrad, preparing to take the LSAT and applying to law schools. After I gave him an ultimatum (work and contribute or get out) he finally found a job. However, when he received his first paycheck he decided that he wanted to spend the money going out of town with his friends rather than on the rent. I was pissed and fed up. That’s when I decided to grab the scissors, lock our bedroom door and cut up his favorite shirt. I cut up every single article of clothing he had in our closet and some of his things that were in the drawers (including t-shirts and boxers). It felt so good slicing through the clothing that I wanted to keep going until there were nothing left to cut. Even though I practically left him with nothing to wear, I don’t regret it. He moved out that night and I was ecstatic to be single again.
IrishErin
wrote on June 24 2009 @ 02:25 pm: [report]
It wasn’t my crazy bitch moment, but it was done on my behalf by a friend. Went to visit my boyfriend-at-the-time for Halloween. We’d been separated geographically for a few months following a hurricane. Upon landing I found out he’d been cheating on me. Went to his house to get my stuff and my friend pissed in his chuck taylors. I still wonder if he ever figured it out. I’ll be standing next to her in her wedding next spring. That’s what friends are for.
sparklestar
wrote on July 8 2009 @ 03:20 am: [report]
I have a few…?
My ex-boyfriend made this big deal about how this girl at school fancied him. She blatantly didn’t. It was actually pretty much the arguement about her that ended the relationship. I knew he’d try and ask her out as soon as we were broken up so I sent her a message telling her what a CHEATING ASS he is. The worst part? She was so damn nice about it! She sent me a message back explaining that guys misinterpret her friendliness for flirting and that she wasn’t interested in him at all. It felt good to know that he was blowing out of his own ass. =)
Another time my ex-boyfriend (the same one) confessed to still having a crush on another girl at school. So I had an all-out with her. It turned out she didn’t fancy him at all and considered him to be a stalker. Anyway, that felt good too.