Tell Me About Your Bullies

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I'm just interested in other people's experiences. And I've found that sometimes it's good to talk about things like this.

Which ones were the worst? Why? Did you ever tell anyone? Would it have done any good?

My bullies were the generic cheerleader-type you see in movies.
I had a couple of teachers in elementary school who were nasty to "gifted" students, as well.

In high school, my bullies were the usual popular guys, the ones who went to parties every weekend, and lost their virginity at 16. Usually, although not always, there were athletes, so complaining about it to the dean probably wouldn't have done any good.

There was also one teacher who joined in on the bullying, but he suddenly disappeared in the middle of the semester. Maybe someone from my class anonymously reported him to the principal. I kind of wish I knew who, so I could thank him/her.

Here's a thought, Aspie1.
Maybe it was your parents who went to the dean. Maybe they made it clear they didn't want you or anyone else to know who complained.

Mine were so numerous there is not enough time for me to list them all there were often time when I was mobbed by nearly the whole of the school (at all 3 that i attended) but I can still remember mt first arch nemisis:

I must have been age 6 although I had problems at school before then it was from then onwards my life at school became total misery.
He was small and I suppose it gave him some sort of buzz to get the better of me who was nearly twice his height. It must have been more than thirty years before I could imagine the boy's face without the overwhelming desire to squeeze the last ounce of life out of it slowly and painfully with absolute malice. I think i am able to forgive him now. He was always showing off and was the class clown persistently in some sort of trouble I now strongly suspect he had some sort of attention deficit problem.

He was a new arrival at my school and his first introduction to me was something like this:

bully "Hey! Do you want a penny stamp".
iceb Looks about confused.
bully "Hey! Do you want a penny stamp".
iceb Suddenly realising something is being offered "Yes please".
bully Stamps on the toes of both iceb's feet "Have two"
iceb Jumps about, flaps arms and screams.
onlookers Laugh and jeer iceb

Do I hate bullies!

Well, I have had a few like ICEB.

1. One was some stupid word association. I forget what it is, but it ends with them pretending to hit you in the groin, and making an observation of your reaction like you are female.
2. Had to do with asking how many periods the male student had a day. He would mean class sessions(aka periods), and the asking student would twist it to mean female menses.
3. Kids pushing males into the femal bathroom.(<<<Luckily, I never had THIS happen! )
4. Making fun of your name. Especially odd in my case!

But I had people
5. hit me in the eye(I think 3 times).
6. Blame me for something I didn't do(dozens of times).
7. Bash my head into a locker, once.
8. Force me to finally fight(about 13 times)
9. Threaten me(dozens of times)

The first kid who bullied me just picked a fight with me, and kept on at it after that. He got caught, and was removed from school after that. Then the rest of my year from age 7 to 10 either ignored me or treated me like a ret*d. I got asked to join the PEN15 club, where that gets written on your hand. Membership was limited to the naive. Being in a boarding school, The kids in the year above got to pick on me in the dorms when no one was around. That sucked.

Then I swapped schools, crying when I left because all the a-holes were staying. First year was testing ground, no real bullying unless someone had an older brother. Then second year, I fell into the (now clear) trap of false friends, who befriend you and pick on you. Then it took from 12 to about 15 to find the outcast group. One goit decided that taunting me at my old school wasn't enough, he joined my second as well, then got his little brother into it as well. I hit him and it felt good. Various screw ups made me a laughing stock for a time, but the week I left, I went round and forgave the people who bullied me and apologised to the people who misunderstood me. Damn, bullies don't like it when you forgive them, it means the years of torment didn't work. One guy who bullied me for a few years was in the same form as me throughout, and I told him that in 6th form, and he saw things in a different light and we became friends. Weird.

Encountered bullies in the hotel I worked in a few years ago, namely my boss and the chefs, who could see that I was easy pickings. By then I had accumalated evil putdowns, though, and fought back.

When I started my current job a while back, I came across someone who I absolutely despised, yet couldn't express the positive emotions I wanted when he left. He was an ignoramus in the highest order. Trusting people as an adult is hard work, but as there has only been one female bully in my life, I find myself trusting women a heck of a lot more than men.

The worst emotional abuse I've received has come from people in undeserved positions of authority. I crave their destruction, and I will dine on their blood.

Physical abuse from other students, however, never really bothered me. In fact, when the vermin realized that I had no idea that I was supposed to find it upsetting, it all but disappeared. If a guy punched me in the lip, I wouldn't even emotionally react. Usually, we'd talk over the dispute, and it would end in mutual apologies; in misunderstandings, I usually had pretty good luck in getting the other guy to understand that a) I can't help some of my behavior, and b) my social skills tend to be malfunctional.

Chances of reconciliation tended to be dramatically decreased, however, in the presence of talking as*holes in ties. They have and always have been a source of misery for me, and I passionately hate them.

TRUST ME! There are plenty of female bullies(in the business world)! I have had STUPID and/or neurotic managers, people who threaten, yell, etc....

On that note, I've generally found males to be more competent at dealing with me during meltdowns. They're less likely to realize that it's necessary for them to do so, but, when they do, they work miracles.

I was bullied throughout my entire childhood and into my mid-teens. One fellow, in 7th grade, pushed me against the wall and broke my sternum.

I hope he apologized.

bullies hmm i had a lot of them. both emosional one who woude go afte you with wrods and the phycial ones that woude beat you up.

up intill like 16-17 i was bullied badly.

Griff, he did, in a way. It turned out that we were both graduate students at the same university (different departments). He saw me one day, came over, and started chatting. He was being especially nice. However, no, he never formally apologized.

When it came to bullying people had a saying about me and that was 'Don't bother him he'll only play you at your own game.'

I also had alot of protection as well so the minute someone tried to bully me it would automatically bounced back on them or I would play along with them. Example this boy used to call me Dad proberbly because I shouted at him it went on until I went and called him 'Son' back. There was a TV character when I was at school called Gordon Grimley and people said I looked at him so one day a few occasions of shoutiong back I tried to immitate Gordon Grimleys voice it stopped after I did that

Another time someone tried to punch me in the face and it didn't hurt this is what happened

Boy at school: Punches me in the face
Mr MacPhisto: Grins at him
Boy at school: Punches me in the face again
Mr MacPhisto: Carrys on grinning
Boy at school: 'Aren't you going to run off or anything'
Mr MacPhisto: 'There's no point you are just being a prat your punches don't hurt anyway'
Boy at school: Walks off making a comment to himself
Mr MacPhisto: 'Coward! Pick someone your own size pal'

Just before I heard say he could beat up anyone in my unit he came to me first which was a pretty big mistake. He picked on the wrong person.

No thanks. it'd take to long.