Today, in school, one of my friends got himself into a mini-prank. Someone placed a used gum on his chair and his pants got all sticky and stuff. Anyway, I gave him a tissue when he asked me so he can remove said gum and brought him a new chair. Problem solved.
Nearly two hours later.......
I get back to class, set on my trusty chair and I find a motherfucking piece of gum on it! It did not stick on my pants. Karma n’ stuff. I asked him who did it, knowing full well it was him, and he said it was him.
Why do people do these things? When someone does something bad to me, I do not do it to others because I know I will make them sad. Even if I haven’t went through it, I can just imagine it in my head and think how bad it would feel to do this action. No matter how small or stupid it may be, if it hurts someone, I won’t do it. Unless he was trying to hurt me.
Oh, it was a mere prank but god damn it, the idea behind it is disgusting to me. Too bad there are many more of these "people" around the world.