It doesn't matter how nice and calm you are, everyone has their breaking point. Since people with reputations for being kind and mild-mannered are often taken advantage of by those who underestimate them, it can be cathartic to witness them fight back.
In a popular Reddit thread, people share stories of seeing a nice person "snap." In most of these cases, their behavior was completely provoked.
1. mintieee saw the sweetie pie go full fight mode.
I had just started high school and there was a new kid (I was from a one primary/one high school town, so all the kids already knew each other). He was a giant aboriginal kid who was quiet with no friends, so my friend and I befriended him. We always chatted to him and he was so lovely, always softly spoken and generally just so nice.
Like holding doors open for us and bashfully smiling when we would go out of our way to be friendly to him. Anyway, he started getting picked on by the “bad boy” of our grade relentlessly. One day he snapped and beat him up with a garbage can and was expelled and I never saw him again.
This woman, “Mary” I worked with was always pleasant and cheerful, said hello in the lunchroom and was generally liked. She worked in Finance in special projects. She said she wanted to retire “in a few years” and she had been working there for 15 years.
Her boss started pressuring her to complete our annual budget report faster, but this thing is huge and comprehensive and a figurative beast. “Mary” told the boss it would be ready in a couple of weeks, per the usual schedule.
The boss said that it needed to be completed within one week to give to the higher ups. “Mary” said it wasn’t possible. Boss emailed “Mary” + Cc a bunch of coworkers and the Assistant Managers, calling “Mary” out for a poor work ethic and for making the department look bad.
“Mary” said it wasn’t possible and didn’t appreciate being bullied. She put in her notice to retire by the end of the week, leaving her boss high and dry. She was the only one who could do the budget report in a timely manner - so the Department was double f*cked.
Good for her.
3. steerbell's friend will not abide trash talk about his sister.
I mentioned this in another thread. Samoan friend. Happiest, most friendly guy you ever want to meet. Some guy said something about his sister and of course it made him mad. My friend went after him and caught him. Punched about three times and we realized he was going kill him.
It took three of us normal sized guys to hold his arm back from hitting the guy one more time. We told the other to run, like run f*cking now. He did. Our friend was mad at us for awhile for stopping him then he went home. The next day it was as if nothing happened. He just went back to being a super nice guy.
P.S. I forgot a couple days later our friends big brothers (BIG brothers) were looking for that same guy that got the crap beat out of him. I don't think they found him but never did see him again.
4. PryzeTheBest watched the jerk manager get his.
She was an assistant manager and was known for being soft spoken.
At a manager meeting one of the General managers (who was known for being a total jacka*s to everyone) was going off on how every store should be run. Well, she snapped. “You have the highest turnover rate out of any store in the district! You can’t keep employees for more than 6 months before they just quit all saying you were the problem. Maybe you should take that “advice” you’re giving us and use it on yourself.”
5. gil_beard's best friend got pushed to the brink.
My best friend had lost his mom to murder a few months prior when we were in the 10th grade. Some how he had pulled himself together just enough to start going back to school. I don't know how he handled it with being an only child and growing up without a father, his mom was all he had.
A kid that thought he was popular that got on everyone's nerves cracked wise to my friends face about his mom's death, what he said isn't exactly sure. My friend threw him on the ground and punched him in the face multiple times. The end result was a broken nose, a broken left orbital, and my friend got kicked out of school. We were very grateful he taught him a lesson but sadden it had to come at such a high cost.
Back in 5th grade, I was super lucky to have the elementary school’s favorite teacher. Every single student loved her.
My class was always super loud and annoying. We were working on some assignment before PE, and everyone was pissing her off. She was only allowing students to go out if they finished the assignment. My slow a*s was unfortunately one of the last kids in the room. This one student, who was a godawful and annoying sh*tbag kid, was being way over the top.
My teacher got up, put her hands over her ears and just started screaming “SHUT THE F*CK UP! JUST SHUT UP. SHUT UP. SHUT UP.” And she just stomped out of the room still screaming with her hands covering her ears. All of us just sat there in horror. Couple of kids just left to go to PE, and I sat there just trying to finish the assignment.
Our principal came into the room a few minutes later just telling the rest of us to go out to PE, but she made the sh*tbag kid stay in the room with her. He was moved into the other 5th grade teachers room after this.
She was completely normal and fine after coming back. And there was nothing else that went wrong for the rest of year. Just worked her a*s off and made all of us love her by her caring soul and all of that fun stuff. But that moment completely traumatized me.
7. TheWaystone watched their coworker do what every frustrated employee dreams of.
A long time ago, I used to do call center tech support for fairly complex issues. A really nice, quiet guy went through the same training class. He talked if you talked to him, but never went out of his way to chat.
Right after training, the call center changes a ton of stuff - we start getting squeezed on the amount of time we can do documentation, how much research time we have, just metrics in general. It was utter bullshit, because the favorites got to go on smoke breaks as often as they wanted with the managers. We'd essentially be punished for that because we had to keep the average numbers in a certain area. He did all the right things.
Talked to his manager, talked to their manager, then to HR. It kept getting worse, plus enforced overtime. Then he got a super long call (he was on it at least two hours) about a complex issue, and the customer was just straight up abusing him but he had to take it because the managers wouldn't give permission for him to hang up. And they were basically screaming at him to resolve this issue and get to his next call, but we couldn't end calls, the customer had to.
One day he just stood up, stepped onto his chair, then onto his desk, threw his headset on the desk and sort of growled something like "f*ck this," quietly. He looked around, staring people in the face, especially the people who took those long breaks and the managers.
Then he walked out and no one ever saw him again. Everyone was super quiet and afraid to move or say much of anything.
8. Master_J_2003 knows not to mess with Hudson.
Back in the 6th(?) grade I was in a class with this kid we'll call Hudson, now Hudson was the nicest calmest kid in the entire school and almost never spoke a word.
Then came along someone who we'll call Will, Will was from a nearby city and since we were all from a small little town he thought of himself as above everyone else. This resulted in him being an overall piece of sh*t to everyone around him whether it be students, EAs or even teachers.
One day Will decided he wanted to try picking on Hudson who was sat quietly reading a book. Will walked up to him, spat in his face and took his book and proceeded to tear out pages from it.
Now, Hudson was a huge bookworm so seeing a book having its pages being torn out by Will must have snapped something because he lets out this unholy shriek and launches himself out of his chair and right onto him. Hudson then proceeds to beat the absolute crap out of him and then just when you thought he was done he grabs the book and begins smacking him with it, I'm talking meaty slaps here these could be heard very clearly.
After almost a full minute of Hudson beating him with a book a teacher finally returns to the class only to see the quiet kid beating the ever loving shit out of the prick with Harry Potter: The Deathly Hallows.
If I remember correctly Will managed to get off with only 3 days suspension and Hudson got at least a full week, when Will came back he had a broken nose and enough bruises to make him look like a human grape if you looked at him right.
Needless to say Will didn't mess with anyone after that.
9. axialage saw Brian lose it over his jukebox choice.
I used to manage a pub in a small rural town (population around 300) in Australia. Running the pub was mostly a business of maintaining the peace between the itinerant oil and gas workers, and the local cattle industry families who resented their presence. The flash point for this conflict was frequently the jukebox in the bar. The oil and gas guys were usually city folks on fly in, fly out rotations, so their musical tastes somewhat differed to the locals.
Anyway so there's a guy we'll call Brian who is the heir apparent to one of the larger cattle empires in the district. Super cool guy, everyone liked him, would give you the shirt of his back sort of thing. Brian had a daughter who'd just married and was pregnant with her first kid. Sometime during the pregnancy she'd noticed a dodgy looking blemish on her butt, though she figured she'd wait til she had the kid to get it looked at. Months later, she's had the kid, goes to get it checked. Skin cancer, metastasized everywhere. Weeks to live.
There's a huge funeral. Brian is destroyed. At the end of the church service there's a procession of vehicles out to the cemetery. Some Halliburton truck, impatient to be caught behind it, plows down the side of the road and spews dust over the whole thing.
From then on Brian would be down the pub every other night. He'd get half smashed, and then put that f*cking If I Die Young song on the jukebox that was popular like ten years back. Man was circling the drain but nobody really knew what to do about it.
Anyway one night, Brian's at the bar and the song is on the jukebox. Some guys in Halliburton patched Hi-Vis start b*tching about the song choice. I tell them to just leave it be, but one of them gets up and unplugs the jukebox. Brian plugs it back in and puts the song on again. One of the Halliburton guys calls Brian a depressing old c*nt, Brian tells him to get f*cked and... well I don't remember who threw the first punch.
But between the fight starting and the couple of seconds it took me to break it up, Brian did enough damage to put the guy in an ambulance.
Edit: For those wandering how this all turned out for Brian, there was no trouble with the police because the town didn't even have a police officer at the time and the gas worker couldn't have his boss knowing he'd been brawling with the locals at the pub. I haven't lived out that way for a couple years, but last I heard Brian was still running the family cattle stations and de facto raising his granddaughter because the son-in-law works FIFO, three on and one off.
10. Maple-Lady's brother got free.
Older brother's wedding. He's a very nice guy, almost too nice. He had a horrible girlfriend. He adored her though. She told him that he wasn't good enough and that she would break up with him unless he bought her this super fancy ring and married her. He did. He wedding was very stressful, and she was extra nasty. After they cut the cake, she got herself a huge slice and left him with none, telling him he should go on a diet.
(For context, he was underweight. He was working his way up to average.) He snapped. Threw a handful of cake at her pretty dress and hair, then told her to expect divorce papers to sign. He proceeded to scream, cry, and rant about how horrible she was and how she made him suicidal.
He's better now. They split up and live in different continents.
11. Cgfuselier knows that Darrel means business.
An acquaintance of mine, “Darrel”, was always a quiet kid that bothered nobody. Given that he was 6’5” and 250 lb, he played football and was generally respected and liked. One day in Spanish class the class clown was making his usual rounds talking shit, until he got to this one girl, “Nelly”. He never really made fun of people of the other sex, so everyone around him was telling him to f*ck off, but he kept going and finally got to the birthmark on her neck that was very large and dark red. He told her that it “dropped her a few numbers down.”
At this point just about everyone and their grandma in the class was standing up about to rush him (save for “Darrel” and a few others) until Darrel got up, waltzed over to the class clown, picked him up BY HIS HAIR and said and I quote “if you don’t shut the f*ck right now I am going to put you through that f*cking wall points to the nearest wall” he dropped the clown and walked away.
A few seconds later, with his band of merry men behind him, the clown tries to jump Darel in the middle of the class, Darel then proceeds to elbow him across the room, run over, pick him up by the shoulder, and put his hand through the drywall right next to the clowns head. Security by this point was called and both Darell and the clown were arrested with both only getting off with fines for damages. Every day, the spackle patch where the hole used to be humbles me every day.
When I was in high school, my group of like 6 friends were sitting at a round table in the cafeteria for breakfast. A table over, some girls had been tossing small chunks of their food in our direction. My one friend (M) wore her hair in an unusual, spiked up style & I guess the girls at the table were trying land food in her hair while cackling to themselves.
Cue my quiet, sweet, introverted friend (K) getting so angry I swear steam was coming out of her ears. One of the girls had thrown a decent sized piece of her egg patty at us & it landed on the floor near K’s foot. K proceeded to step on the egg patty, pick it up off the ground, walk over to the table of bullies, and shove the egg DIRECTLY INTO THE MOUTH OF THE ONE WHO HAD THROWN IT!
This was such an amazing moment in my high school memory. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing as K was the last person I would’ve expected to do that. Of course she did get in trouble but she didn’t regret it one bit.
13. 210_Daddy has a few messed up examples.
Guy I'd worked with for about 10 years, never could get ahead at work, wasn't "bad" but just didn't really excel. He was always kind, always ready to laugh and crack a joke. Never saw or heard him be mean, but apparently him and his wife were having some trouble, though I'd not heard him talk about it much. But one day while his youngest was out at church with a family member he flipped out and shot his wife then himself.
Another woman I worked with even prior to that, but at the same place, was super sweet and always smiling, she was mid divorce and drowned her 3yo daughter in a bathtub at her dad's (the kid's Grandpa's) because she didn't want to "share" her with her ex after the divorce. She's still in prison as far as I know.
Both are kinda f*cked up.
14. CHOGO_CHOGO's friend N could not abide bullying.
So this story is from the time I was in high school. 2 years ago to be exact.
Our group had this guy (we'll call him N) he was pretty popular and every one liked him.
He was the perfect blend of Jock and Nerd.
You want to break up a fight? you call N.
You want someone to play the piano for your musical? you call N.
You want help with mathematics or physics? you call N.
You want a midfielder for the football(soccer) team? you call N.
You want to talk to someone? you call N!
So we were in the mess when a guy (let's call him A) started teasing our friend (P) because how fat and ugly she was. A and his friends were laughing passing comments all around. N told P to "ignore the bs". Then A and his friends started throwing paper bits and food at us, N told A to quit it. A didn't listen and told P that her father left because he could't stand how ugly she was.
This was pretty much the last straw.
N got up grabbed A and threw him against the wall, like a bag. A's friends got up and N punched both of them in the face and one of them ended up with a bloody nose. N went back A and laid it to him at least 10 to the face. It was at this time that me and my friends could separate them.
A ended up with a 1 week suspension and two broken teeth.
N also got a 1 week suspension but his mother told us she is proud of him when she invited all of us for dinner. She even told P that she will be going to the school with P's mom to talk to the principal about this matter.
All in all N and his family are the most wholesome people I've ever met.
15. shadowhq93's friend was NOT here for trash talk about his mom.
In middle school, my six foot two gentle giant friend who is literally the nicest guy you'd ever meet got teased about his mom by some short popular kid. My friend no hesitation picked him up by his shirt and slammed him against the locker at eye level and said, "Never talk about my mom like that." One of my favorite memories of him.
16. maverick_jones926 watched James rock another dude's world (in a bad way).
A guy I knew freshman year was super chill, we'll call him James. He was the guy that if ya didn't like him or picked on him, everyone just hated you. So one day this absolute douche of a junior who thought he was so tough cuz he was just older than him was just being a douche and picking on a group of freshman for literally nothing. So James did the appropriate thing and stepped and told the junior to knock it off. Now James wasn't a very big dude.
Maybe 5'6" and 120 maybe, give or take and the junior was about 5'11" and 190. A fairly large difference. So this junior dude is like actin all tough and being a douche like usual and James just sucker punches this dude in the stomach and proceeds to rock this dudes sh*t. The junior goes to the hospital and had a broken arm, 3 broken ribs and a pretty messed up face. Nobody really bothered to ask James why he was able to beat this dude up so bad but bottom line is, we all became very scared of James.
17. scruit thinks Tom deserved it.
A lady where I used to work was subjected to constant sexual harassment by a much older co-worker and the company failed to do anything about it. He was showing up at her house, eventually forcing her to move house. After she moved into the new house he bought the house next door.
She arrived to work with a baseball bat and stopped at reception to ask if “Tom” was in. When they asked why, she calmly told them she was there to kill him.
She walked upstairs to his office (reception called ahead and had him take the fire escape) and she instead demolished his office until the police arrived.
She was not charged. The company and police knew she had announced her intentions to reception as a cry for help so she didn’t actually find him, because it was clear that if she had found him she would have killed him.
She took some sick leave and eventually returned to work. And the company put her on a project with this guy as her manager. because f*ck protecting victimized women, right?
18. umassmza has no regrets.
Freshman and sophomore year the same kid gave me shit at the bus stop and the whole walk home. Every single day, nonstop harassment, just kept needling me constantly. So many people asked me why I took it, but I was just really shy and passive at that age, I stayed quiet and didn’t react.
One day the kid tried to push me into some bushes thinking it’d be funny, he’d never gotten physical before. I grabbed his wrist and put him on his a*s. He went down on his back and when he tried to get up I put the past two years into a single punch that put him right back down. Next day in school kid had the darkest black eye I’d ever seen, he wasn’t at the stop for the next few days and when he started taking it again he never said another word.
I shocked a bunch of people, but turns out lots of other kids hated this guy and were jealous I gave him what he had coming. It did a lot of good for me and the positive reaction kind of helped me come out of my shell. 10/10 would punch again.
19. 9106-17 fully went off.
I used to be really shy and quiet, as a single daugther of a single working mother it was hard to socialize with people my age when everyone around me was 6-10 years older than me. (This happened around 97-98.) My mom decided to put me in private school, it was the biggest change of my life as these kids knew about computers, music and english (I'm from Mexico), and I just knew the essentials of everything since I came from public schools.
The first week was a nightmare, this girl decided to make fun of me, my skin (I was a lot darker, I was a prietita and this girl was white) and my accent (these kids didnt have the 'region' accent'...for whatever reason). Things continued like that and everyday I felt sadder and lonelier, until one day I just snapped.
I started being friends with a girl that liked the same cartoons as I did (Dragon Ball, pokemon, etc) and my bully didnt like that I wasnt letting her bully me. One day, she decided to poke me with her pencil while we were in class, since I was just to shy to say anything when there was a teacher. She continued to poke me until the teacher had to get out for something, so I just grabbed her pencil and threw it away.
We started to fight in the middle of the classroom while everyone was either cheering, trying to stop us from getting out to get the teacher. She ended up pinching, scratching and hitting me, but she never expected me to actually fight back. And fight back dirty. I grabbed her hair, punch her stomach and bite her (I went full chola lol). I don't remember what happened, or how I avoided getting expelled, but 2 weeks later I was in recess eating my lunch and talking happily with my best friend, when all of the sudden she just came to us, handed me a bag of cheetos (pizza flavor!) and we never spoked about it again.
20. biigsnook showed the "cool kid" why you don't mess with the quiet kids.
I was that kid. I was the nice guy. I grew up poor and matured slower physically than everyone else. I had to be a nice guy bc if I screwed up my dad would literally beat the sh*t out of me. I was used to getting in fights with my Dad and getting hit, hard. In 8th grade I kept getting picked on by a big popular athletic rich cocky 'cool' kid. I never retaliated or stuck-up for myself not out of fear from him or his friends but that I'd get beat up by my Dad.
One day the "cool" kid made a comment about my Mom, usually it was about me, this was different. My mom was the one person I could count on to be nice to me. It broke me on the inside. I was still a little guy and much smaller than him but had been in so many fights with my Dad by that age that his punches felt like girl slaps.
I f*cking demolished the kid. I remember being pulled off the kid while pounding the side of my fist against his face hammer style. When I looked back he was still on the ground not moving. I unleashed years of child abuse on that poor kid's face. I feel bad now for what I did. My Dad never found out and the 'cool' kid never said another word to me ever.