I have two VERY PETTY stories about karma tha make me snicker when I think of them.
i was applying for a job in a small town. A woman from a neighboring same-kind-of-organization (no, bees, I don’t want to give details) had had a jealousy issue with me. She actually *called the organization* and told them not to hire me, and told them I was emotionally unstable… the basis for this was that she knew I had had a really rough breakup, and was (gasp!) seeing a therapist for it. (This was rich, coming from a woman who had regular public family drama in her own place of work…and would have benefited from therapy.) the organization I was applying to already knew and loved me; my supervisor told me this had happened and said “I thanked her for her GOSSIP and hung up on her.”
fast forward a year. We had a women’s clothing sale in my organization. I donated my old “fat” clothing (I had lost 25lbs in the process of healing / therapy) and I volunteered to work the sale.
The woman who had made that gross phone call showed up at the sale. I was relatively neutral to her- I had let it go and moved on years before.
Next thing I know. The woman is at my cash register BUYING ALL MY OLD “FAT” CLOTHING WITH NO CLUE THEY HAD BEEN MINE. I smiled as I rang up her purchases. She was swanking about that she’d lost weight and was going on a cruise … and I wished her a bon voyage. (Also she was friends with my ex, and one of the items she bought was a purse he’d gifted me, and I got a chuckle knowing he’d see it and know I had sold it.)
I’ve only told one person this story – but when I think of it, it cracks me up. Okay, it’s petty and not really bad karma but IT FELT GOOD.
Second karmic gift: I had a summer theatre job playing two leading roles, Maria in the Sound of Music, and Guinevere in Camelot. One of the men opposite me harassed me all summer. Pursued me. He was married, but he pursued me and harassed me so badly, by the end of the job I had developed ulcers from the stress.
He took the directors and executive producer out to lunch and charmed them all, laughing and telling them it was nothing, when I finally reported him.
Much later, I’d had a job in another theatre in another city. The director came up to me after a show and said “I see you did these shows, and you must have worked with Joe Smith. I’m looking at him for the lead in what is basically a one-man show. He’d be perfect. How was he to work with?”
well. I simply kept myself to the facts. I listed how he’d block my car in his driveway, show me text messages ON STAGE telling friends he was going to force me to French kiss him onstage, gaslit the execs… I told her every instance of his disgusting, sexual harassing behavior.
Then I said “it’s up to you, of course! Now that you know, you can keep an eye on him.”
and she said, “oh HELL no. I’ll never hire him. I’ll never have a man like that around my actresses. I’m switching the role to a woman,” and she *changed the leading role to a female, and I found out later she had cast a friend of mine* (without my influence at all.) I TELL YOU- IT WAS THE BEST !!!