The Petty Protein Powder Plot: How One Woman Outsmarted Her Nosy Landlady
When it comes to nosy neighbors, we all have stories. But what happens when that neighbor is your landlord, lives upstairs, and simply cannot mind her own business? Well, sometimes, the best revenge is served with a scoop of protein powder and a side of delicious irony. Gather round for the tale of the "Weight Loss Miracle"—a hilarious, true story that proves sometimes, a little pettiness can be oh-so-satisfying.
It all started nearly two decades ago, with a woman at a crossroads in her life. Our hero, the best friend of Redditor u/dehydratedrain, was facing a major health challenge: her weight had crept up to nearly 300 pounds. She decided to take control, undergoing a gastric bypass surgery that would forever change her relationship with food—and, as it happens, her relationship with her landlord.
The Shrinking Secret: Curiosity Killed the Cat (Or, At Least, Her Ego)
Post-surgery, the pounds began to melt away. The transformation was dramatic, rapid, and downright enviable. Enter the Landlady: a meddlesome, self-important woman whose hobbies included monitoring her tenant’s comings and goings and, apparently, rummaging through the recycling bin.
Unable to cope with the mystery of her tenant’s vanishing waistline, the landlady simply had to know the secret. Was it a new diet? Magic berries? The tears of unicorns? No, our protagonist told her with a perfectly straight face—it was all thanks to a “miracle protein powder.” (Which, to be fair, is technically true! Post-bariatric patients do need to focus on high-protein, nutritious foods to stay healthy.)
But here’s the kicker: the protein powder in question was labeled as “weight gainer.” The landlady, suspicious as ever, sniffed out this detail—and confronted her tenant. Cool as a cucumber, our friend spun a yarn: “Sure, it says ‘weight gainer’ on the canister, but that’s just labeling. Clearly, it works for weight loss. Just look at me!”
Petty Genius: The Reverse Psychology Diet
Hook, line, and sinker. The landlady, convinced she’d been handed the golden ticket to effortless slimness, rushed out to buy a bucket-sized tub of the same powder. With a smug air, she announced she’d soon be shedding pounds even faster—after all, she’d always considered herself healthier than her tenant.
Weeks passed. The landlady dutifully slurped down her “miracle” shakes, morning, noon, and night. Our protagonist, ever the trickster, offered helpful advice: “Eat it for every meal, maybe add a snack or two to keep your carbs up. That’s the best way to lose weight!” She watched, barely suppressing her laughter, as empty canisters piled up in the recycling bin.
Predictably, the only thing that got lighter was the landlady’s wallet. Frustration set in. “I don’t see the difference,” she finally grumbled, ready to throw in the towel (and her last canister of weight gainer). The prank had run its course, and the tenant had the satisfaction of seeing her nosy nemesis outwitted, outplayed, and out-proteined.
Why This Petty Revenge Is So Perfect
Let’s be clear: there’s something uniquely satisfying about a little harmless pettiness, especially when it’s directed at someone who’s been making your life difficult. The brilliance here isn’t just the prank itself—it’s the subtlety. No lies were told, no harm done (except maybe a few extra calories consumed). The landlady’s own nosiness and sense of superiority were her undoing.
And let’s not forget the real-life context: post-gastric bypass patients genuinely do have to be careful with their nutrition, especially protein. But the idea that a weight gainer supplement would magically melt away pounds? That’s a recipe for comedy gold.
The Takeaway: Sometimes, You Just Gotta Let ‘Em Drink the Shake
Reddit’s r/PettyRevenge is filled with stories of clever comebacks, but this one stands out for its wit, warmth, and a dash of bittersweet nostalgia. As the original poster mentions, the friend who masterminded this plot has since passed away—but her legacy of creative, good-natured mischief lives on.
So, next time someone pokes their nose a little too far into your business, remember: a well-timed “miracle cure” and a straight face can go a long way. And if nothing else, you’ll have one heck of a story for the recycling bin.
What’s your most memorable petty revenge? Share your story in the comments below—let’s keep the spirit of creative comeuppance alive!
Original Reddit Post: Weight loss miracle