I try not to do things that would illicit a karmic smack, but sometimes its oh so worth the risk - and the smack.
Like this weekend for instance. It isn't so much that I wish ill on anyone, but when certain individuals bring it upon themselves, I'll take the opportunity to laugh.
I brought someone to the party with me. I, in fact, brought his mother. After he'd refused her a ride on Friday, knowing well in advance that she wanted to go. Of course, he decided he didn't have time.
Well, to say the least, he was surprised to see her there. Angry, even. Even more so when she told him that she'd arrived with me. And even more so when she imparted news that I have his daughter for a month. His words were "This is the first I've heard that."
It's all about control for him. He's loosing the last vestiges of control over us, and he knows it. I no longer need his approval for things, like seeing his daughter (not that I ever did - but he'd like to think so). He's loosing his control over his mother's ability to socialize. No longer can he deem when and where she socializes with "his" group.
While I find it amusing, it serves as a great reminder as to why I've moved on. I'd like to think he hasn't, but I'm aware that's an ego trip :P In a lot of ways, I know he hasn't moved on with his life - not that I believe he's all about me, I just mean that he's repeating the same patterns. I predict the same sort of outcome for things. In the meantime, I will get great enjoyment out of watching him flounder about by events he's brought onto himself.
Some days....its just worth the karma smack.