![: Anonymous 22164 03/15/23 (Wed)00:13:57 No.1897566 : Anonymous resize.jpg 16 KB JPG >*Tony Hawk Pro Skater music intensifies* >1,006 x 2 BS Wallride + Wallie >464 x 2 BS Nosedive + Wallplant https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RrttTR8e8-4 [Open] 03/15/23(Wed)11:30:58 No.1897675](https://i.kym-cdn.com/photos/images/original/002/566/603/78b.png "So here I am, pretending I'm a trained airline pilot | /r/Greentext")
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![I'm secretly MGTOW + Acceleration Pill [425 / 49 / 168] and I'm ruining the careers of 12 women. AMA Anonymous ID: tq91fgyr Sun 29 Jul 2018 09:09:28 No. 180455791 View Reply Original Report Quoted By: >>180455923 >>180455968 >>180456043 >>180456056 >>180456373 >>180456550 >>180456777 >>180456822 >>180456880 >>180456909 >>180456989 >>180457111 >>180457167 >>180457179 >>180457951 >>180458004 >>180458176 >>180458301 >>180458360 >>180458815 >>180458844 >>180458907 >>180459135 >>180459489 >>180459500 >>180460121 >>180460138 >>180460964 >>180461067 >>180461101 >>180461271 >>180461322 >>180462130 >>180462227 >>180462244 >>180462587 >>180462763 >>180463032 >>180463380 >>180463845 >>180466037 tldr: my company just paid a six-figure settlement on what turned out to be a false sexual harassment claim. Manager quit and I took his spot and now I'm ruining all of the women's careers and lives as punishment. The politics in the office are completely 1000% cancerous and everyone is miserable. Here's the full story: >Be me. Extremely unattractive but highly competent project manager. >Stacy gets mad at Chad f------ the new girl and goes to HR with some BS sexual harassment claim >Chad gets fired and Stacy gets an attorney >Discovery finds out that Stacy lied >Company pays out a settlement to Chad and Stacy to sweep it under the rug >Weak f------ Christcuck director who allowed the department to turn into an episode of Beverly Hills 90210, "resigns" and is gone two days later >I get promoted >2nd week at new management job I put a Koran at my desk and hang Islamic quotes on my wall. Everyone thinks I'm a Muslim and I'm now completely un-firable. HR begins to kiss my ass. >Now my reign of terror begins >Move ALL of the Chads into their own separate area. Warn each one individually that any fraternization will lead to immediate termination, no unemployment, and no reference. >All of the Stacies are incensed >All of the Chads stop talking to the women and stop helping them in any way >Anger and despair is pervasive >Implement a new draconian IT policy, get a new firewall, and install tracking software on everyone's computers >Month three. All of the women have violated the IT policy at least two dozen times. >Write up all the women and put copies of the firewall logs in all of their personnel files >Block Tinder, Facebook, Instagram, Snapchat, and all of the various other THOT sites these w----- spend their time on like PopSugar and Cosmopolitan/Vogue etc. >Women in tears every day >The top Chad can't keep his d--- in his pants and is caught hitting on one of the Stacies >Make an example of Chad and fire him for cause (no unemployment and no reference) >Endless fear everywhere >Counsel all of the men that the women are capable enough to do their jobs without their help (hint hint) and mention Chad's recent firing >All men stop talking to all women completely >Mention that email tracking software has now been installed >Men stop communicating with women or helping with their work over digital communications >Increase the women's workloads 30%. They are utterly miserable. >Start keeping staff overtime without pay and on weekends to make up for all the time they wasted jerking each other off when the old manager ran things >Women keep f------ off and start rebelling against me >Write them all up again over a period of a few months plus a few of the male cucks for not working. Show them the tracking software reports. >Annual review >No raises. No promotions. All the women and a few cucks receive terrible marks on their reports destroying any chance of having a future at the company. >Endless pervasive fear, anger, and suffering is now the office political culture in my department. Upper management couldn't be happier that all the nonsense has stopped. >Get a huge raise and praise from my bosses >War is endless. I will never stop. The End.](https://i.kym-cdn.com/photos/images/newsfeed/002/566/540/12f.jpg "Anon becomes the manager | /r/Greentext")
![File 1174234260.jpg-(133 KB, 427x640, 379714.jpg) 03/18/07(Sun)12:11:00 No.22453603 I got a vasectomy. I met girl soon afterwards. She was nice and attractive but with selfish streak that raised a big red flag. She was 32 at the time and I could practically HEAR her biological clock ticking. Regardless, she was a good lay, easy on the eyes, and reasonably good company. I did NOT tell her about my vasectomy and I always used a condom with her to protect against STDs. She assumed, obviously, that the condom was only used for birth control. Silly girl. We date for a few months. I never made any move towards commitment but she brought it up ocassionally. For me, this was a casual but pleasant relationship. For her as I was to find out it was part of life-changing series of events that she was planning very carefully. Four months into dating, I get the "I'm pregnant talk. She's going on and on about how the condom must have broke and now we really need to think about getting married "for the baby". She's positively giddy. She has a baby in her and she thinks she's gonna have a good meal ticket [me] to go along with her new 7lb annuity. At this point, I'm just as giddy. I get to pull the reverse "oops" on her. I figured that she slept with some bad boy and got knocked up. Good thing I was using condoms! Better still that I have a serious mistrust of women who can't think beyond their own uteri. >>03/18/07(Sun)12:11:24 No.22453616 So I wait a couple of days to "think about all this." I meet her again. I say I don't want kids and that she should have an abortion. I know where this is going and sure enough it goes there. She goes completely batshit insane on me. There were the usual insults about my manhood. There were threats of legal action. It was all very ugly and I was loving every minute of it. Well, I let her stew for a few days. She leaves me nasty messages on my phone. She sends awful emails. I'm laughing hysterically. It was time to drop the hammer. While she was stewing I was busy. First I get a notarized copy from the urologist who performed the vasectomy. Next I get a notarized copy of the TWO test results indicating a "negative test result for sperm" to show I'm sterile and shooting blanks. Finally, I get a letter from a shark attorney stating he has seen the other documents and is prepared to litigate against this woman if she continues to communicate with me in such an unpleasant manner. Also, the letter states that we will insist on DNA testing to show that the baby is not mine. I'm ready. I meet with this woman at her place. I bring flowers and a small bit of jewelry to show I am willing to reconcile and assume my responsibilities as a new father. I also have stuck in my pocket the documents I have prepared. She's all giddy again. Her plan is going perfectly or so she thinks. We talk about our future. We have some pretty good sex. Then, as I am about to walk out the door, I ask her the $64,000 question. "Are you sure that this baby is mine?" Well, she goes batshit insane again. Hell, she ought to. Her plan could completely unravel if there is ANY question about my paternity. Oh, she's really screaming now. How dare I question her morals. Do I think she's a slut. I'm just trying to weasel out of my responsibilities... blah, blah, blah, yadda, yadda, yadda. >>03/18/07(Sun)12:11:47 No.22453624 I'm not really mad. I'm kind of embarrassed for her. But since she won't shut up and the neighbors can hear all of this, I ask her to step back inside and sit down. She sits on the sofa and calms down a bit. She is glaring at me with all the moral self-righteousness that only a woman can muster up. She thinks she has me trapped. She is 100% convinced her plan has worked. Oh, the tangled web of lies and deceit she has wrought around herself and I am about to hack through them with a few pieces of paper. I reach into my pocket slowly. I extract the three pieces of paper and unfold them slowly and deliberately. I tell her simply, "You're screwed". Her look doesn't change. There is no way she can fathom what I have prepared. I continue. "I am sterile" Her look changes just a bit. Something is beginning to sink in. Naturally, she reverts to women's logic. "You're full of s---. You're trapped and you know it." I hold up the letter and the test results. "Three months before we met, I had a vasectomy. Here is a notarized letter from him stating what I had done. Here are two test results showing that I tested negative for the presence of sperm. Blanks. I am shooting blanks. That baby inside you is simply not mine." This woman is not to be swayed by logic and clear documentation. "B-------, those are fakes." >> 03/18/07(Sun)12:12:00 No.22453630 I was ready for that. "No, they are real. This last piece of paper is from my attorney. It's a simple letter to you that states if you pursue any kind of legal action against me for child support that I will insist on a DNA test to prove paternity, that is, to prove that your baby is not mine." I give the woman all the documents. She reads them slowly, deliberately. With each passing second she can feel in her soul that she has made a very bad mistake. With denial swept away, she started to cry. It's a small cry at first. Then it becomes deeper and more painful. By the time she gets to the letter from the lawyer she is sobbing. I had no sympathy for her. I turned and walked out the door. Even after I closed the door I could still hear her sobbing. Epilogue - I never heard directly from this woman again. I did hear through my friends that she did indeed have the baby. I also heard that the real father was some guy in a band she had met. I assumed that after 30, women stopped going after musicians, bikers, criminals, and thugs. Silly me for thinking the best of American women. The Moral of the Story - Get a vasectomy but keep it a secret.](https://i.kym-cdn.com/photos/images/newsfeed/002/566/385/79b.jpg "Anon gets a vasectomy, but keeps it secret. | /r/Greentext")
