Coldhearted Grandma Steals Granddaughter's Clothes, Pro Revenge Ensues

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mattstaff
Feb 2, 2021 5:00 PM EST

Everyone has their breaking point when it comes to what they'll put up with in the way of terribly entitled, toxic behavior. This granddaughter certainly hit the end of her rope. The aptly named Grandmonster in this tale of pro revenge had the unreal audacity to trade her granddaughter's new clothes in exchange for some steel utensils. I mean, you've got to be kidding me. That's just heartless, grandma. 

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    Font - My entitled grandmother stole my new clothes and exchanged them for steel utensils. So I gave away her utensils. You can read more about my grandmother in my post history to better understand what kind of a person she was. I'm Indian and in my country, till a few years ago, you could get steel utensils from door to door vendors in exchange for clothes. This barter system still exists in villages and some small towns.
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    Font - My grandmother, being the insane hoarder that she was, loved getting utensils in this manner. Utensils that no one else was allowed to touch, that she would never use and would only gather dust in her room. Anytime my stepmom or my dad tried to donate our old clothes to charity, she would throw a hissy fit. She'd collect all the clothes we weren't going to wear anymore so she could exchange them for pots and pans.
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    Font - At times she would take it a step further and demand clothes that we were still going to wear. She would insist that they don't fit us anymore, or some other bullshit argument to get us to hand them over. Seriously, we had to sometimes fight her to keep our clothes. Oh but she never, I mean NEVER, gave away her own clothes. She only took garments from others, namely me, my dad, my step mom and my step brother.
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    Font - When I was around 21, I had just lost a lot of weight and needed new clothes. (Yes, I lived with my parents. In India, you can't afford to live independently unless you have a well paying job and I was in college at that time) So one day I went to a local store's clearance sale and bought a bunch of new threads. I left them on my bed and went off to a friend's place. When I returned a few hours later, my new clothes were gone! My dad,step mom and brother weren't home, so I figured out ins
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    Font - I confronted the Grandmonster and asked what she'd done with my clothes. She was sitting on her bed admiring her latest haul of pots and pans. Without even looking up, she told me my clothes were ugly and "too westernized". And that she did the right thing by exchanging them for "something useful". As you can imagine, I lost my temper. I yelled, cursed at her, called her every name in the book. And she had the audacity to actually defend her actions.
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    Font - That evening, there was a major showdown in our home. I was still livid and asked my dad exactly how long we were going to put up with her abuse. My stepmother and I don't get along, but when one of us was up against Grandmonster, the other always lent her support. This was no different, my stepmother agreed with me wholeheartedly. My dad told Grandmonster that she was now forbidden from entering my room without my prior permission. She started to fake cry and said we were all bring so cr
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    Font - Font - I, of course, was still livid. And I wasn't about to let that have this victory. My grandmother needed sleeping pills to fall asleep. She took them even during the day. And she slept like the dead. A few days later, I snuck into her room during her afternoon nap. I opened her "utensils trunk" (yes, she had a whole trunk full of them) and took out a whole bunch of her beloved pots, glasses, plates etc. I shut the lid quietly and exited. I went straight to an old age shelter that was
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    Font - I didn't tell anyone what I had done and just waited for Grandmonster to discover her loss. Which she did, just a few days later. It happened in the evening. I was in the kitchen cooking dinner when I heard her ear piercing wailings about how someone had stolen from her utensils chest. A satisfied smile spread across my face. My dad called me into Grandmother's room and asked if I knew anything about the missing utensils. I admitted that I had taken and donated them. Grandmonster looked l
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    Font - Organism - I think my dad was upset with me but really had nothing to say to me. He spent the next hour or so trying to calm his mother down. I slept so well that night. When Grandmonster died a few years later, the first of her belongings that we got rid of were those utensils.
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