The worst thing ever said while looking at me (but actually responding to someone else):
“I do.”
Joey P****, I’m confused…did you mean you read it as, “I’ve fed you** cat poison?”
Anyway, the worst thing I can think of is, a former manager went on and on about how rude, inconsiderate and awful I am just because I didn’t hear him say something to me even though I immediately said, “Oh I’m sorry, I missed what you said,” then when I started to cry (yeah, I know it’s unprofessional, but he was REALLY laying it on) he said he was just kidding.
The worst serious thing I can think of was a former boss implicitly stating that he didn’t believe I’d ever amount to anything…he didn’t say it out right though, so I guess that doesn’t entirely count.
“After dating you, I think I’m definitely only into girls.”
Why a straight woman would classify that as a way to “let me down easy,” will remain a mystery.
A guy I dated decided to become a priest.
I found it funny rather than traumatic, though.
It was his immediate reaction. After giving it a thought, he knew better, but it really was the first thing out of his mouth.
I’m lucky enough to have had a good upbringing and have never had anything the likes of what I’ve read here ever said to my face. I think the worst thing I ever had was my dad quietly saying, ‘I’m really disappointed in you’ when I’d done something bad. That was always worse than mum yelling.
My husband’s mother (manic-depressive) used to tell him that he was the only thing that could make her happy. Sounds nice, but consider a child living with the burden of knowing that he was responsible for his mother’s happiness, and his feelings of helplesness when she would go into a depression (and therefore he was failing to make her happy).
Actually said to me by my mother: “You’re going to flunk out of <insert name of well-known East Coast university here>”
Before ever attending.
It’s bad to say even in jest. It means it’s there in your mind.
And it’s been said to me three times. Twice in jest. Every time it pissed me off like you would not believe.
Mine worst is being told I’m a bad mother. I was only told this once by someone who knew how much it would hurt me, but I knew it was just a weapon. If someone was serious about it I think it would just about kill me.
My idiot supervisor once asked “Are you on crack?” I asked her who the hell she thought she was and who the hell she thought she was talking to? I informed her I was the office secretary, not her sister.
She never said that again.
I’m not surprised.