Next, I sent an appetizer he’s allergic to with a note: “Just a reminder of what you can’t have.” Mark struggled to explain to his increasingly irritated date.

For the final act, I called my friend Sarah. She pretended to recognize Mark loudly: “How’s your fiancée? Did she finally agree to the open relationship?” Mark’s date, Clara, was horrified and left.

I couldn’t resist walking over to Mark’s table, smiling sweetly. “Hi Mark, guess I wasn’t so ‘not good enough’ after all, huh?” Feeling triumphant, I left the restaurant.

A few days later, I heard Clara had broken up with Mark. Revenge can indeed be satisfying, especially with a touch of humiliation. Thanks for reading!