97. The Crazy Girl
When I was in high school, there was this guy who had a girl from three grades below that had a massive obsessive crush on him. She would even go with her mom and stalk him at his workplace. Everyone in my grade knew about that girl and her obsession.
So one day, I overheard that he had changed his number since she would not stop calling and texting him. So one day he called me something really mean (I can’t remember what anymore), so in the next period, I asked one of his closest friends to lend me her phone cause I had forgotten mine at home and I needed to call my mom.
I went to the bathroom, looked for the guy’s new number on the cellphone lent to me, and texted another friend of mine: “This is the guy’s new number, let “crazy girl” have it.”
I kid you not, when I returned from the bathroom, I sat at my desk, and his phone rang. He picked it up, then he realized it was her, threw his phone on the ground, and started cursing and blaming his group of friends.
Never had a clue I was the one who did it. I guess it was pretty petty, but I had fun that day.