What happens when a hypocrite gets a dose of their own medicine?

Other things is, with far gone hypocrites, it's like their entire sense of self worth and thus almost physiological functionality depends on this deluded sense of self status, validation, ego?

And when that's tampered with it effects them to their soul.

For that reason I've always been super cautious about saying and doing certain things to expose some low lifes immoral actions, just cause I mean, who takes joy in making grief for another person (even if they deserve it)?

And when it does happen it's only cause they push me right up to the line and it's either them or me, and I'm not about to placate someone whose actions distinctly victimize a weaker demographic, just to spare their feelings - period.

Like that dude I mentioned above?

I can't tell you the grief he used to cause to so so many other people just to indulge his own sense of grandeur.

He tried to pull the same stunt with me and it basically bounced back and hit him square between the eyes - the dude almost went into a depression over it.

It's a quandary for me, really; I don't like hurting anyone's feelings, I don't enjoy making anyone feel bad, life is hard and if something (even if its degenerative and hypocritical) makes someone feel a little better about what may otherwise be a difficult life in some respects, are there times when a dude should just stand back and say - "you know what? I'm gonna let you have that one"..... ?

Really - no more anecdotes here at least?

Let me give another.

I used to work on this big ass job site but the consultancy sector for the project was actually located exactly adjacent to it so I was constantly in and out of their office space (about 40 or so cubicles, 10 or so side officies).

You know how them office spaces with men and women get, it's one festering mess of sexual tension/innuendo.

The receptionist was a big slut, no surprise there but everyone expects that.

One of the consultants, young gal about 22, she was hot and basically had every dude in the place wrapped around her finger - for real, it was disgusting.

Grown ass men wrapped around this little cooze's finger, was enough to make me sick; for real you'd see less depravity in a brothel.

Anyways unfortunately I can't say I was Casanova enough back then to make the situation backfire on her (though she hated my guts so, obviously I was going the right direction).

However I was kind of young then also so didn't really understand how this game was played but the manager for the trucking company that was hired by the firm, whatever he had the gals would just gravitate toward him.

Whatever he said or did one day, it was like effortless, he called her out on her behaviour, basically exposed her for her crap.

....

Maybe it was the public humiliation or what but, I kid you not, the next day she transferred to another office space (same job site but entirely different working crew).

Not the damnedest thing? She could play the harlot for months on end, but the moment she meets a dude who can handle it and respond in kind she runs and hides.

Ask me she should have transferred out of the country, not just to another office space.