greenmangostudio

There's a new barista at my local café so we introduced ourselves and got talking. The owner had already told me he was hiring a new person from Japan so I asked if she was from there. She said yes, from Nagasaki, and I just blurted out the question. The owner was right next to us and butted in at that moment. I just knew the city sounded familiar for some reason, but clearly not as familiar as Hiroshima. Incredibly I actually managed to save it a bit because she then said Nagasaki is also famous for having like a faux Dutch village - we were having this conversation in the Netherlands, so I plausibly said that I'd seen it on a reel or something and that's why I knew Nagasaki was famous for something. Either way, she was very polite about it, which will not surprise anyone, and I do intend to keep drinking coffee at the same establishment regardless of who is on shift. TL;DR: I met someone from Nagasaki and asked what her city is famous for without thinking, but she w...

ok I need to tell someone about this because I’m dying inside 💀 I was on a teams call with my boss today, camera on, taking it from my bf’s kitchen. Halfway through he just stops mid sentence and gets a weird look on his face. I didn’t think much of it though. We carry on the call and everything seems fine I get off the call and I get up to make lunch, and as I’m spooning chia seed pudding into a bowl I look up and immediately realize my bf’s bottle of load boost is SITTING ON THE COUNTER RIGHT BEHIND WHERE I WAS SITTING with his vitamins and proteins. I set up a teams meeting to see if it was visible and of course it was in big bold letters right next to where my head was Do I break up with him lol why was that next to the PROTEIN POWDER as if it’s a normal kitchen item 😭 I moved it to the bathroom. I think at the very least I’ll never talk to my boss again. Bf is not home from work and I haven’t told him about it yet TL;DR my boss thinks I’m a pervert because my bf left his...

So, this happened recently, and looking back, I can only laugh at how completely out of hand it got. It all started because I wanted to find a specific girl I was interested in the elder of three sisters. I didn't even like her just because of her looks there was a specific reason I was drawn to her. The problem? I don't even use Instagram. Luckily, I had a work colleague from Pakistan (while I’m from India) who was willing to help me out. Between the two of us, we managed to track down an Instagram account. (The girls live in Europe, but they’re originally from Sri Lanka—so right off the bat, we’ve got an international corporate partnership happening just to facilitate my lack of game.) Now, before this, I had asked a mutual friend about her family. The family has three sisters, and to make matters worse, the elder and middle sisters look remarkably alike, and even our mutual friend was confused about their names and wasn't confident at all. Still, he tried to give me ...

A friend of mine helps run a small community theater and asked if I could come by and help clean up before their dress rehearsal. Figured I'd be useful for once. I was sweeping the stage when I noticed dozens of little pieces of colored tape stuck to the floor. Some were barely an inch long, others had arrows drawn on them. Looked like leftover junk from rehearsals so I started peeling them off. Took me a good 20 minutes. I was actually pretty proud of how clean the floor looked. Then the stage manager walked in and asked where all the spike marks went. Turns out those tiny pieces of tape told the actors where to stand, where furniture needed to go and which spots were lined up with the lighting. They'd spent several rehearsals getting everything exactly right. I had removed every single one. They had to delay the rehearsal while everyone tried to reconstruct the positions from old photos and recordings. I stayed for nearly five hours helping measure stuff and put n...

This happened when I was in my early 20s working retail in America. I decided to save up for a used Toyota Matrix with manual transmission. I was (and still am) Latina, and grew up around manual transmission vehicles, but had no firsthand experience driving them. So I arrive at the dealership, sign for the car without test driving it, and proceed to drive home. I stalled and jerked the car for about 7 miles, and all the nearby drivers were really mad at me. I wasn’t pulled over, but probably should’ve been. Later that week my store manager offered to give me a driving lesson, and it helped. My main issue was getting into first gear, the other gears were easy. I figured it out. TL;DR: I bought a car I didn’t know how to drive and upset a lot of drivers. My manager taught me how to operate it, and thanks to him I wasn’t a menace.

For some backstory, I am currently a 24m and I have two daughters. When I was younger, roughly 10yrs old, my younger sister got into the show my little pony and I enjoyed watching it. I am by no means a die hard fan but the general goofiness and messages in the episodes stood out to me so when I had kids of my own and they were old enough I decided to watch my little pony with them. I heard the term brony growing up and was told that it referred to a guy who likes my little pony but that was all the context I was given so i just rolled with it. Fast forward a bit more than a decade where I was working as a manager for a fast food place. As is true with many fast food places, there were a lot of minors employed there, so you can assume that whenever I am there the majority of the staff are kids between 16-18yrs old. About 10 people would be working at any given point with no more than 3 other adults working in the building. This story takes place on one of my shifts, it was early in...