What is going on everyone and welcome back to the channel. I hope you're all doing well. Now today I've got two fantastic revenge stories for you.

You're going to want to watch the whole of this video guys. Trust me because they are elite. First up, a story about a lunch thief.

In a massive company with hundreds of employees, this guy doesn't care. He just steals other people's lunches. And the way OPP gets back at him is pretty fantastic.

I don't want to spoil too much of it, but pretty much if you're into spy movies or you know, Mission Impossible, things like that, you're going to love this story.

The second story involves someone else stealing, but in this one, all I'll say is that the repercussions are potentially a lot more serious. Here we go. Employees'

lunches are their personal property and the company is not responsible for lost or stolen personal

items. Nobody likes a lunch thief and I had one of the most aggressive at my office. There were

rumours for a few months leading up to the inciting incident of someone

going around and taking people's lunches. Just about every day, someone different would complain

that their lunch was missing. It even happened to me once or twice, but I figured, hey, it's a big

office, a few people are probably just careless, grab the wrong lunch and are too

embarrassed to bring it back. Or someone else packs their lunch and they don't know what's in there,

so it's not obvious they have the wrong one, or whatever. Most people just brought brown

bags with their names on it anyways. Or identical rubber-made Tupperware with a little piece

of labelled tape on the side. It was easy enough to mix it up. I had accidentally grabbed a wrong lunch once or twice, but I'd noticed before I got it open. I thought I was just more careful or even just not as busy as some other people in my building. However, other people weren't as forgiving and a quorum made complaints to HR.

They were blown off. Personally, at the time, I thought it was all much ado about nothing. But then it began.

My wife enrolled in a French cooking class online and just about every day I was bringing fancy gourmet

leftovers in for lunch. You'd think I was picking up her to go bag from a Michelin star bistre on the way in each morning. She really threw herself into the coursework. There were no problems for about two weeks, maybe three, until one day my lunch went missing. Considering what delicacies I had to look forward to, I was pretty

miffed, but I did it once over around the break room and didn't see anyone eating my lunch,

so I figured someone grabbed my bag by accident earlier, saw how good things looked, and,

realizing it was their lucky day, didn't bring it back to the fridge. I wrote the mysterious stranger

off as a butthole, but accepted the loss and look forward to dinner that night instead. Next day,

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