Do You Have a Nemesis?

[Lone Ranger]

OK - maybe I don't mean a true archenemy - but someone who seems to shadow you, rubs you the wrong way and seems to be making life worse for you.

I don't right now - but I once did.

She was the next door neighbour and best friend of my first long term girlfriend. Let's just call her Celia.

I went out with my girlfriend for nearly 3 years between the ages of 17 and 20. We had a great relationship, but it ultimately fell apart because we were at universities 1,5000 KM apart.

During those 3 years, Celia tried her damndest to screw things up for us. I don't know why she didn't like me (maybe because I was from a different neighbourhood), but she was always trying to convince my girlfriend to go to parties etc... without me.

Nice.

Anyway, somehow instead of my girlfriend and I ending up at the same university - Celia and I ended up at the same one. While my girlfriend and I were trying to do the 'long distance thing', I would run into Celia everywhere. Whenever we were at the same bar, I always got the sense that she was keeping an eye on me so that she could report any sketchy behavious back to my girlfriend.

After my girlfriend and I broke up, it got even worse. I just seemed constantly bumped into her in the strangest places.

In 1994, I ran into her at a train station in Milan. In 1996, I saw her at a bar in Tribeca.

Was she following me? Why would fate have me bump into her time after time?

Why do you never bump into the people you want to see?

Normally, I am a pretty rational person - but I became convinced that Celia was my nemesis and would be hauting my life forever.

As it turns out, I haven't seen her in several years - so perhaps I was overreacting, but it did creep me out.

Have any of you had anyone in your life that you were convinced was your nemesis.

[BlairH]

As it turns out, I haven't seen her in several years - so perhaps I was overreacting, but it did creep me out.

She has perfected her stealth techniques. Check under your bed.

[Typo Lad]

Well, let's see, there's my brother and my super. That about covers it.

[Forefinger]

Tinman.

Typo Lad.

SPOON!

[thehod]

Have any of you had anyone in your life that you were convinced was your nemesis.

Only the ReverseHod who keeps killing my wifes.

Theres been 7 Mrs Hods in the last year alone.

[Shellhead]

For a while, back in the 90's, I thought that I had a nemesis. There was this guy at the local goth club who had the exact same taste in women as me. We always ended up hitting on the same women, only he always seemed to be more successful with these ladies. He was slightly taller than me, but skinny to the point of being emaciated, and he kept wearing the same outfit, something that looked vaguely like a catholic priest robe.

Finally, I managed to score with somebody that I saw him strike out with, a tall, hot asian girl. After that, it was like I broke some kind of curse. He didn't show up as often, and didn't seem to talk to the ladies much anymore. Then he switched his outfit to look like Norman Bates dressing like his mother (if Norman Bates were a skinny black guy with glasses), and nobody wanted to talk to him anymore. After that he dropped out of the club scene, and I ended up in a serious relationship that lasted for a few years, so somebody else was getting to those women.

These days, I sometimes suspect that my real nemesis is this guy that I see in the mirror every time I brush my teeth. I've known him my whole life, and I trust him completely... but sometimes he's made some huge mistakes that haunt me to this day.

[spideyrules99]

I have a nemesis as well. His name is Matt. I will give you the back round on him and why he dislikes me.

I am an assistant manager at a furniture. I enjoy my job and take pride in my work. Well the Manager of another store Matt took a week off and I was asked to go cover the store for the week he was gone. When I got there the store was a mess. The show room was a wreck and the back warehouse was a disaster, You could not find any thing. So in the week I was there I fixed the warehouse and cleaned the showroom. Slaes that were down in the time before I was there got better in the last half off the week that I was there. After the place was clean. Since I have left the store I have been asked two times to move over there on a bull time level and take matt's job. This has of course mad Matt mad. He has been taking about what a bad assistant I have been and he has gone as far as move alot of things I have fixed back to the way they were. He talks bad a bout me to his staff and to my boss telling him what a bad job I did why I was there. The fact his I did the job he would not do and now he hates me for it. So he is my nemesis.

[Harlock]

Do in-laws count, or is that too obvious?

[Dreadstar]

Nemesis?

Not any more.

[Forefinger]

Do in-laws count, or is that too obvious?
Right. I hate my Father-in-law.

[TinMan]

Tinman.

Typo Lad.

SPOON!

FUCK!!! You beat me to the punch you sonovabitch! Now you truly are my archnemesis!

FEAR THE PLACENTAL WRATH!!!

[Slam_Bradley]

Only the ReverseHod who keeps killing my wifes.

Theres been 7 Mrs Hods in the last year alone.


Their names weren't all Henry by chance?

[west3man]

Surprisingly, this was one of Joshua's Questions for his Mother (http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=5295348). I just *knew* you were going to reference that NPR segment in this thread.

[Cotton]

Lex Luthor

[Lone Ranger]

Surprisingly, this was one of Joshua's Questions for his Mother (http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=5295348). I just *knew* you were going to reference that NPR segment in this thread.

I am missing something here. What's the connection?

[Joe Rice]

The Other Joe Rice here in NY is my nemesis these days. That train-jumpin, bill-leavin jackass!

[Forefinger]

FUCK!!! You beat me to the punch you sonovabitch! Now you truly are my archnemesis!

FEAR THE PLACENTAL WRATH!!!
HAW HAW HAW


SPOONAGE!! (TM and used with permission by tricksterpup)

[tricksterpup]

For a while, back in the 90's, I thought that I had a nemesis. There was this guy at the local goth club who had the exact same taste in women as me. We always ended up hitting on the same women, only he always seemed to be more successful with these ladies. He was slightly taller than me, but skinny to the point of being emaciated, and he kept wearing the same outfit, something that looked vaguely like a catholic priest robe.

Finally, I managed to score with somebody that I saw him strike out with, a tall, hot asian girl. After that, it was like I broke some kind of curse. He didn't show up as often, and didn't seem to talk to the ladies much anymore. Then he switched his outfit to look like Norman Bates dressing like his mother (if Norman Bates were a skinny black guy with glasses), and nobody wanted to talk to him anymore. After that he dropped out of the club scene, and I ended up in a serious relationship that lasted for a few years, so somebody else was getting to those women.

These days, I sometimes suspect that my real nemesis is this guy that I see in the mirror every time I brush my teeth. I've known him my whole life, and I trust him completely... but sometimes he's made some huge mistakes that haunt me to this day.
Dude, your nemisis is Nathan.. hahahahaha..
He also hits on alot of the men there as well.

[Ray R.]

I'm in the process of divorcing my nemesis.

Fun, oodles and oodles of fun.

I might as well go to the men's room and flush thousands of dollars down the toilet.....

[Shellhead]

Dude, your nemisis is Nathan.. hahahahaha..
He also hits on alot of the men there as well.

Now that I think about it, I used to have another nemesis after I left Nathan in the dust... I think his name is Martin, but he looks more like a black Sideshow Bob. We used to hit on the same women, too.

[Joe Rice]

In college I had a nemesis. It was my senior year. I had volunteered to be a guide to incoming freshmen to my dorm. Basically an excuse to move in early for free and get blotto every night. I met the RA's, most of whom were fun folk. But they had an alpha male. We butted heads immediately. I couldn't stand him from day 1. Arrogant (without merit) jack*ss Dave Matthews type, strumming his guitar for girls' attention. He was very much used to being the center of attention and my presence upset that. He was an awful combination of uber-earnest and uber-facetious, all at the wrong times. He didn't like my humor, didn't like that his friends liked it, and hated that the girls liked it.

And then there was THE girl. She had a boyfriend, but they'd been best friends since freshman year. Until I came along and we were inseparable. Eventually, of course, we were sleeping together and so began my first awful amazing torrid affair. According to Nemesis, he was also sleeping with her, but this is called into question by the fact that he also claimed to sleep with another girl with whom he did not. Though neither of us were aware of the others' activities, the obvious jealousy made matters worse, especially when she came back to Kentucky with me.

I saw him the night of our graduation, as evidenced by the bottom photo here (http://www.geocities.com/naturalselecta/celebration.html). Didn't see him again for a year or so until we ran into each other at a bar. He cornered me and asked if I'd slept with The Girl. I confirmed and could tell this was going to be a long night of questions, so I got the hell out of dodge. Three years later he found me again. Wait, five years later, actually, I think. Another birthday party. He succeeded in getting me to a table alone and we had The Talk. Now, The Girl had really messed me up for a long time, maybe even a year. Every story that involves knives, broken bottles, or property damage occurred during the Recovery phase of The Girl. But poor Nemesis, he's still all shook up. As his current girlfriend waited in another room he went on and on about how could she do this, how could she not tell you about me, why did she do this, what's wrong with her, how can you deal with this so well, etc.

That night I just felt sorry for him. An hour at a table listening to him complain. The Girl got him bad, but he let her.

[west3man]

My first college roommate qualified, at the time.
His reluctance to pay bills, lack of consideration for my property, and willingness to walk his bukkit nekkit, soakin wet, frat-branded muscular self into the room... even when I had company was a #$^%#$^ed deal-breaker.

[BlairH]

2 words:
Dodds
Wesley

[tricksterpup]

For me, I would have to say Animal control in New York City.

[Dreadstar]

For me, I would have to say Animal control in New York City.



OK, we have a winnah!

[Lone Ranger]

I might as well go to the men's room and flush thousands of dollars down the toilet.....

Dear Plumbers Forum,

I never thought I'd be writing in to your magazine, but the most amazing thing happened last week at my otherwise shitty job. I always thought this kind of thing only happened to other plumbers...

[Lone Ranger]

He didn't like my humor, didn't like that his friends liked it, and hated that the girls liked it.


I soooo know that kind of guy.

[Joe Rice]

I soooo know that kind of guy.

He had an immediate effect on people. Ten minutes after meeting him, a CBR friend began referring to him as D*ckhead Dan.

[SteelTownr]

OK - maybe I don't mean a true archenemy - but someone who seems to shadow you, rubs you the wrong way and seems to be making life worse for you.

I don't right now - but I once did.

She was the next door neighbour and best friend of my first long term girlfriend. Let's just call her Celia.

I went out with my girlfriend for nearly 3 years between the ages of 17 and 20. We had a great relationship, but it ultimately fell apart because we were at universities 1,5000 KM apart.

During those 3 years, Celia tried her damndest to screw things up for us. I don't know why she didn't like me (maybe because I was from a different neighbourhood), but she was always trying to convince my girlfriend to go to parties etc... without me.

Nice.

Anyway, somehow instead of my girlfriend and I ending up at the same university - Celia and I ended up at the same one. While my girlfriend and I were trying to do the 'long distance thing', I would run into Celia everywhere. Whenever we were at the same bar, I always got the sense that she was keeping an eye on me so that she could report any sketchy behavious back to my girlfriend.

After my girlfriend and I broke up, it got even worse. I just seemed constantly bumped into her in the strangest places.

In 1994, I ran into her at a train station in Milan. In 1996, I saw her at a bar in Tribeca.

Was she following me? Why would fate have me bump into her time after time?

Why do you never bump into the people you want to see?

Normally, I am a pretty rational person - but I became convinced that Celia was my nemesis and would be hauting my life forever.

As it turns out, I haven't seen her in several years - so perhaps I was overreacting, but it did creep me out.

Have any of you had anyone in your life that you were convinced was your nemesis.

I think it is pretty obvious that she wanted to see your "Oh" Face.

Mark B.

[Forefinger]

http://www.wired.com/wired/archive/12.02/images/FF_125_white_3.jpg

[spideyrules99]

http://www.wired.com/wired/archive/12.02/images/FF_125_white_3.jpg


What the hell is that thing. That is the first thing I thought whenI saw this. Wow. I love it.

[Forefinger]

What the hell is that thing. That is the first thing I thought whenI saw this. Wow. I love it.
I don't know, but it's awesome.

[Lone Ranger]

I think it is pretty obvious that she wanted to see your "Oh" Face.

Mark B.

I am not so sure.

To this day, I'm not convinced she likes boys.

She was just a constant thorn in my side, and was pissed that I was not on the 'approved list' of boyfriends she'd done up for my girlfriend.

She never trusted me and really seemed to be keeping an eye on me when I lived in Montreal and my girlfriend was in Halifax - I am sure she reported back ever time she saw me speaking with a female.

It's sad really - as I really don't think I'm a very slimey guy.

It really just creeped me out that I kept running in to her long after the break-up. It always spoiled my day.

I mean - Milan? New York?

[Slam_Bradley]

It's sad really - as I really don't think I'm a very slimey guy.



Scott...you're a lawyer. You really need to stop kidding yourself.

[Lone Ranger]

Scott...you're a lawyer. You really need to stop kidding yourself.

I thought that was offset by my Canadianess.

[SUPERECWFAN1]

I had a nemises it appeared where I worked. His name was James and he as we say was a complete...bastard. I mean , he had worked at McDonalds for 10 years while I as a newbie had decided to stay awhile and leave. But by the time me and James ran into each other , I had became the KING of closing time. I could with supreme effort , have us outta the store in 35 minutes.

James however was a morning goon. I say this because he cleary had no idea what a night closing entailed and he was forced to close with me a few nights.

As usual I'm a happy go lucky guy who loves to have fun when I work. I'd do some funny things when it was slow. I think I may have gave James a heart attack when we started a chicken nugget (timed out ) war. Old pieces flew back and forth that was gonna be tossed anyhow and he would run to tell on us.

Another thing was when we'd decide to tease James. It seems that he had a rather large porn collection...( 2,500 DVD's from what someone told me) and was pissed a co-worker wouldn't give his porn back. So we all started a " choke this McChicken " deal whenever we worked. He'd go tell on us as usual.

The funniest thing was him closing with me. He really couldn't handle the type of closing I did. He'd get mad when I'd break half the stuff down to close early. He tried ratting me out some as everyone acted like they didn't see anything. The manager knew me and just asked me... " Could you please not set James crazy tonight. I'm tired of hearing his complaining."

So we all took a rather nice vote and told her we wanted James back on morning shift...for good.I also had it in my vote that I not work with him in the Mornings since I couldn't stand the guy and his suck up demeaner to the head guys. I hate a kiss ass...

[Forefinger]

I forgot to mention SuperECWfan1.

[Joe Rice]

Ah, the Overprotective Girlfriend's Friend. Never a fan.

[SUPERECWFAN1]

I forgot to mention SuperECWfan1.

(Cue evil laughter)

BWAAA HA HA HA HA HA HA

[Forefinger]

(Cue evil laughter)

BWAAA HA HA HA HA HA HA
Evil Bastich

[tricksterpup]

Here is the Evil at work in New York.. More sewer Gators caught.

http://www.nynewsday.com/media/photo/2005-10/19862803.jpg

[Forefinger]

Here is the Evil at work in New York.. More sewer Gators caught.

http://www.nynewsday.com/media/photo/2005-10/19862803.jpg
Wow. Last night I was at class and I was walking down an exterior hallway near a security light. There were lizards on the walls hunting the bugs that were flying around the light. They looked just like mini-gators. It was pretty cool. Is it possible for baby gators to climb up walls? Probably not, but that was the first time I've seen that kind of lizard.

[Forefinger]

I also forgot yankees, and Canadians. Also, anyone from the UK or the Oz.

[Michael P]

I mean , he had worked at McDonalds for 10 years
And that really says all we need to know.

[Ray R.]

And that really says all we need to know.

When the most common phrase in your entire vocabulary is "Would You Like Fries With That," you may have worked at McDonald's for ten years.

If you scream out at the point of climax "FRIES ARE UP!", you may have worked at McDonald's for ten years.

If the oil in your pores allows you to heat your home in the winter, you may have worked at McDonald's for ten years.



Jesus, and Jeff Foxworthy is a millionaire.....what the hell am I doing.....

[Forefinger]

Also, any people who are.......like.....breathing and stuff.....

[Rachel Grey]

Nemesis? Dude, I have a fucking Rogue's Gallery!

Let's see:

Grand Fuhrer Shannon and the People's Republic of Lesbonaziland Militia.

Eric the Would Be Pimp.

Miko the Office Bitch.

Cannabis Joe.

Sam the "7th Dan" McNinja.

There are a few other's but they're too small time for the Gallery...

[StoneGold]

http://www.thesimpsons.pl/simpsons/files/oneeyebrow1_157.jpg

[Paul Newell]

As it turns out, I haven't seen her in several years - so perhaps I was overreacting, but it did creep me out.
Maybe she loved you and that's why she kept trying to break you two up and following you around. As to why you haven't seen her in several years...

She had plastic surgery and you married her.

[dougputhoff]

Jerry Falwell

Hilary Clinton

The guys responsible for the comic panel Real Life Adventures

[J Dog]

There's this girl, and I hate her guts, because she acts like a total snob and an ass. I mutter under my breath how much she is a bitch. I don't like hating people, but this girl (who is going to the "Bad-Kid School" for having an attitude nobody wanted to even see) is one I strongly dislike.

Then, there's Dennis K...

[Graham Vingoe]

I always end up with nemeses ( is that the plural?) at every job I've been at. The current one finishes here in a couple of months. :)

[Shellhead]

There's this girl, and I hate her guts, because she acts like a total snob and an ass. I mutter under my breath how much she is a bitch. I don't like hating people, but this girl (who is going to the "Bad-Kid School" for having an attitude nobody wanted to even see) is one I strongly dislike.


You love her, you know it. You luvvvvvv her!

[Slam_Bradley]

There's this girl, and I hate her guts, because she acts like a total snob and an ass. I mutter under my breath how much she is a bitch. I don't like hating people, but this girl (who is going to the "Bad-Kid School" for having an attitude nobody wanted to even see) is one I strongly dislike.



You should slug her...then run away.

[dougputhoff]

There's this girl, and I hate her guts, because she acts like a total snob and an ass. I mutter under my breath how much she is a bitch. I don't like hating people, but this girl (who is going to the "Bad-Kid School" for having an attitude nobody wanted to even see) is one I strongly dislike.

Then, there's Dennis K...

Ignore the female.

And if she's still bugging you, get a restraining order.

BTW, nice fanart.

[J Dog]

Ignore the female.

And if she's still bugging you, get a restraining order.
Well, she dosen't bug me, but she questions my existance.



BTW, nice fanart.

Thank you for the complement. Please keep that Tom Cruise avy. Man, I love that!

[J Dog]

Here is the Evil at work in New York.. More sewer Gators caught.

http://www.nynewsday.com/media/photo/2005-10/19862803.jpg
Oh no! Those poor gators are going to be chopped up into wallets and watches!

The horror! The horror!

[Erebus]

Nemisis? I dealt with mine long ago... Oops, I nearly forgot, its feeding time! Better turn off the alarm system...

[Mike Smith]

Nemisis? I dealt with mine long ago... Oops, I nearly forgot, its feeding time! Better turn off the alarm system...

Wow, you are one with great morals and ethics. I sent my android to off my nemesis in his starship.

[phoenixrising]

I do. But I don't think she knows it.

She and I both blog on our paper's website. We're roughly the same age and we both write about life in the city - and I was outraged that she essentially got to start a blog that copied my premise (months after I'd already had one) simply because she's a popular features reporter. The only major difference is that my blog is cynical and dark and hers is just over-the-top self-promotional fluffy crap. I get pissed when older editor types say our blogs are the same. I curse her name on a regular basis. I refuse to read her blog except on our internal server because I don't want to count as a pag view on her stats. But because she works in another building, we've never actually met.

I'm crazy aren't I?

[Forefinger]

I'm crazy aren't I?
Nope. You should definately kill her.

[HomerJay]

I do. But I don't think she knows it.

She and I both blog on our paper's website. We're roughly the same age and we both write about life in the city - and I was outraged that she essentially got to start a blog that copied my premise (months after I'd already had one) simply because she's a popular features reporter. The only major difference is that my blog is cynical and dark and hers is just over-the-top self-promotional fluffy crap. I get pissed when older editor types say our blogs are the same. I curse her name on a regular basis. I refuse to read her blog except on our internal server because I don't want to count as a pag view on her stats. But because she works in another building, we've never actually met.

I'm crazy aren't I?
I do admit that I was a bit stymied the first time I read her. She's like the sugary alternative to your blog.
It IS sort of amusing that she appears to be the bizarro-Mandy. You're blonde & fair while she's dark, you're snarky and she seems to be "OMG, like ya know?". It's like that episode of Seinfeld with the courteous and polite bizarro-world versions of George, Jerry & Kramer.

[i_mmmchocolate]

My sister. The force of darkness

[Erebus]

Wow, you are one with great morals and ethics. I sent my android to off my nemesis in his starship.
*Puts down scapel and a piece of a brain*
Hmm? I'm sorry, I couldn't hear you over the screams.

[Eternal Torment]

*Puts down scapel and a piece of a brain*
Hmm? I'm sorry, I couldn't hear you over the screams.

Hah! I skinned my nemesis alive long ago.After I hooked him up to the life support,I cut his vocal cords out.That reminds me,it's time for his daily beating.

[Mike Smith]

*Puts down scapel and a piece of a brain*
Hmm? I'm sorry, I couldn't hear you over the screams.

Perhaps I could entice you with some fava beans and a nice Chianti?

[Tish-the-Scorpion]

i have a few enemies but none that i would consider to be a huge problem

























so far.........

[Rachel Grey]

I do. But I don't think she knows it.

She and I both blog on our paper's website. We're roughly the same age and we both write about life in the city - and I was outraged that she essentially got to start a blog that copied my premise (months after I'd already had one) simply because she's a popular features reporter. The only major difference is that my blog is cynical and dark and hers is just over-the-top self-promotional fluffy crap. I get pissed when older editor types say our blogs are the same. I curse her name on a regular basis. I refuse to read her blog except on our internal server because I don't want to count as a pag view on her stats. But because she works in another building, we've never actually met.

I'm crazy aren't I?

Can you break into her files? Alter her text so it looks like she's on LSD, you know pink elephants and whatnot, and wait for her to get fired.