Recently, a Redditor asked "What happened that time you saw the fury of a patient man?" and people quickly began sharing their personal stories.
"Beware the fury of a patient man."
Source can be found at the end of the article.
1/10. When I was in high school, an upperclassman at my all male student Catholic school followed a female teacher into the bathroom and pulled a knife on her. She started screaming. That was when the gentlest, most caring, teacher heard the scream, and rushed from his classroom straight into the women's restroom. He then clocked this kid across the face and dragged him out by his collar into the hall. Then he checked on traumatized female teacher. Later, he just went back to class and continued teaching as though nothing happened. Dude knows seven languages, has never dated anyone, and is a brilliant, always calm, man. People gained a lot of respect for him after that day.
2/10. Gym class in high school. The quiet nerdy kid kept getting picked on during dodgeball. One jerk kept hitting him with balls even when he was already out. The quiet kid wasn't tiny, he was about average sized, maybe a little taller than average. He eventually lost his temper, ran across the court, and literally delivered a double-handed choke slam to the jerk. Being a bunch of teenage boys, we all cheered for him. He got suspended for three days but it was reduced to one day in-school after a bunch of us went to principal and explained the circumstances.
3/10. My dad was career Army as an Officer. I have always known him as a soft-spoken, kind, never gets angry kind of person. He rarely ever raises his voice that I know of. There is a law in the US that basically protects any service member nearing 20 years from being forced out so they can get full retirement benefits. One day he gets a call from his commanding general telling him that he is going to be forced out due to budget cuts army wide. He got up out of his seat and started yelling at the general on the phone that it was impossible due to the law since he was in the "safe zone". He started quoting section after section yelling at the general telling him he had messed up, and that it better be fixed.
A few days later my dad got a call again from the general, and the first thing the general said was "before you say anything, let me apologize for the other day, you where 100% correct". But budget cuts are budget cuts, and as soon as my dad hit 20 years he was retired.
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4/10. I used to work as a shelf packer at a supermarket. Every few nights this couple would come in and without fail the girl with hair that was always somehow wet, would spend the entire time berating the guy. She would yell at him for anything he did "that's not the f**king laundry powder we get you idiot", "bring the trolley over here f**kwit", "don't move the trolley, I'm only getting one thing and then coming back. You're such a moron". If she wasn't finding little things to yell at him about she would just attack him personally, call him worthless, weak, stupid, etc. You would be able to hear her high pitch grating voice no matter where you were in the store. I never heard this guy say a word. He just kept pushing that trolley with a dead inside look and a 1000 yard stare. I had dreams about just whispering to him "I'll distract her, just run man, run".
Anyway, I've been watching this for about a year and one day she's laying into him and he's just pushing that trolley looking dead inside and she tells "you're a nothing, a f**king nothing". He just stops, looks at her and talks to her like he's channeling Clint Eastwood "Well then what are you if the best you can get is a nothing" He lets that sit for a second then says "you're less than nothing, now be quiet". Dude then keeps pushing that trolley leaving the woman standing there dumbfounded. It made me so happy.
5/10. A teacher once made fun of my brother and implied that he was not intelligent in a really mean way, (He was in 5th grade and in Honors classes, but the teacher had a reputation for being mean to kids and have very little patience) in front of his peers. The thing is, she did this while my dad worked at its sister school down the hall. So instead of telling my dad that he was struggling, she said so in front of his friends. My dad is a calm catholic man who doesn't smoke, or drink. My dad has been working as an English teacher for 20 years, so lets just say he has a way with words.
When he found out he went straight to her while my brother and I waited in the hall way. We heard no shouting, screaming, or bickering, but half way through we heard sobbing (like a close friend just died kind of sobbing). When my dad left the room to take us home I caught a glimpse of the woman. She sat in her chair with her elbows on her desk, tears rolling down he face. She looked somehow pale and cherry red at the same time. She had the face of a woman who had been told she had messed up beyond her understanding.
She was fired the next day.
My dad just smiles when we ask him what he said to her all those years ago.
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6/10. Working in an auto parts warehouse, one of our managers was a very quiet, collected person. One particular day some of the orders were wrong and the ordering system was malfunctioning. He calmly goes out back, starts up a forklift and rams it full speed at a huge stack of wood pallets. He must have thrown it in reverse and repeated this about a dozen times, raising and lowering the forks appropriately. Everyone stopped working to watch as every last pallet was destroyed. When there was only a pile of wood scraps left he turned off the lift and calmly walked back in and continued working as if nothing happened.
7/10. My dad has the patience of a saint. You never see him get angry or pissed off. He's quiet, calm and so laid back. Pretty much like me. Even when we were kids he never gave us a telling off at all, it was always Mums job as she was strict.
Anyway, we were at the dinner table and me and my siblings were all bickering, not sure about what. All of a sudden my dad slams his fists on the table and shouts "Shut up". We all put out heads down in shock, as we never experienced this before.
One by one, we started to giggle, even our mum started giggling. We looking over to my dad who was looking down at his plate, and all we could see was his shoulders going up and down, and of course he just burst out laughing.
I think he shocked himself that day. But no one could take it seriously!
8/10. My FIL is such a patient man. He's quiet, reserved, has a great sense of humor (when my MIL lets him get any words in). My MIL talks. A lot. She will ask you questions and when you start to answer she talks over you and tries to answer them herself. It's infuriating and obnoxious.
One time she asked me a question and I started to answer her and she cut me off to basically finish my answer for me and starts to ask another question. Lather, rinse, repeat for about 4 questions.
Finally my patient, quiet, sits back and watches the world FIL just EXPLODES on her basically screaming at her.
"MIL! OH MY GOD! Let her actually ANSWER the question you asked! STOP interrupting!! You never let anyone finish their thought!"
It was glorious and I almost tackled him to hug him.
She still does it but that day was amazing.
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9/10. My uncle is the most peaceful person I know. He's essentially a living version of what would happen if you combined Gen. Iroh, Bob Ross, and Dr. Doolittle. He keeps a garden. Feeds wild birds out of the palm of his hand. Has been known to just walk up to a deer without it running away. I've never heard him raise his voice except to talk to someone really far away in my entire life.
He was in the military during Vietnam. Not sure what branch. He never saw a combat zone; he was the guy who fixed stuff that came back from a combat zone.
The war ends. He goes home and returns to his normal life working at a tire factory. One night he's getting off of a hard day at work and wants a drink, so he goes to the local bar. Three guys are standing outside talking amongst themselves and he goes to walk in, but they stop him.
He tells them he doesn't want any trouble; he's just had a stressful day at work and wants to grab a drink. They go back and forth for a while and eventually he just pushes past them to get in. They didn't like that and pulled him back, where he proceeded to knock one unconscious and floor another. The third backed off and let him inside. By the time he'd left, they were nowhere to be seen.
10/10. My grandfather is a nice, funny, flirty guy. Was an exec at a manufacturing business after being the third employee. Everyone gets along with him, and he was fairly well off in my small town.
One day my cousin and I are helping him with some work, and we go to the store. There is a lot of poverty in my home town and one of the poorer families was at the store. My cousin makes some comment about them being poor and what were they doing at the store because they couldn't buy anything or something along those lines. My nice grandfather grabs him and slams him against a wall and says, "Nothing in your life makes you better than them. Right now, I'd rather have them by me than you." He then makes my cousin go apologize and my grandfather announces my cousin will pay for whatever they re getting. He makes my cousin work off the expenses for him to prove a lesson and now that cousin is a stand-up social worker specializing in poverty, abuse, and rehabilitation.
Only time I have ever seen my grandfather be aggressive.