greenmangostudio

I work at a crafts store, and we started selling foam carvable pumpkins. Recently, I returned one of these pumpkins because the customer noticed it had a dent in it. Since it was considered unsellable, my manager let me keep it. I turned the pumpkin into a candy bowl that hangs on the door (you could probably find what I’m talking about if you google it), and I hung it on the door. My RA is a bit strict about these things, so I brought her to come check it out and she told me it was fine. I had been filling it with wrapped fun-size candy for the past couple of days, and there were no issues. Recently, I put in Peanut M&M’s, and I received a knock on my door later that day. It was my RA, and she told me that I was seriously endangering students who have peanut allergies. I apologized and told her that I’d take it down immediately, but she told me that this was considered a violation and she wrote a formal incident report. I haven’t heard anything back yet. TL;DR: I received an...

I had way too much vacation time saved up, so I decided to take a week off of work. The Friday before my days off was really hectic and busy as I rushed through all of my work so I could leave as soon as possible. In my haste, I left a small amount of coffee and milk in my coffee mug on my desk. I didn't notice before I locked my office and left. That was on September 18th. Today I get to work at 4:30 in the morning and all I can think about is making my cup of coffee. Upon opening my door I am hit with a wall of stank. I think to myself, "I'm not dealing with that until I've had my morning coffee." Also, "Hehe, that's a problem for future me." Upon grabbing my coffee mug, I realized that the future was now and I am, in fact, dealing with it before I've had my morning coffee. Introducing drum roll Maggot Cup! I didn't like Maggot Cup when I first met it. Which I suppose is somewhat sad since I am it's maker. I look in horror upon ...

So I've been going to this sweet Thai masseuse since 2021. She's somewhere between 60 and 70-years-old. Honestly, she's getting a bit frail and her wrists are clicking at times and the massages aren't what they used to be, but I didn't have the heart to change her. She and her husband give me that grandparent-y feel while I'm there. I buy massages in advance using a loyalty card and we always have a fun little argument because I offer to pay more. Sigh, all this makes it so much worse. I don't know if naked massages are even a normal thing, but I've I've worn underwear for every massage. I've also gone to other masseuses before her and always wore underwear. I was pretty much clear on that. Underwear stays on. Recently I've been sleeping without clothes on because why not? It feels better. I think it helps with blood circulation or something and I live alone. I'm getting used to taking it all off and lying down on my bed. Been doin...

So yeah this happened last night and I still feel kind of big back af Context, im 19 and live up in Shamattawa with my gf (18). If you know anything about the north, grocery hauls are a big deal because everything is expensive and hard to get. My gf had this specific tub of Betty cream cheese icing jar with the red lid she was saving to bake a cake for her sisters birthday next week. Anyway she went to her aunties for a quick visit so I was just chilling at my PC playing Mortal kombat i got a suddenly urge to eat sugar lmao, went looking for a snack and found the icing. Thought honestly ill just take like one scoop she wont even see. Bro I dont even know what happened. Every time the loading screen popped up I took another scoop By the time I lost a match I looked down and the whole damn tub was empty. 16 ounces of straight sugar just gone. Like 20 mins later my stomach started hurting so bad. Felt like a literal tsunami wave sittin my gut. Right when I heard her walk thru ...

Never felt older in my life. Me (late 20sF) and my two friends J and A (30sF) were talking in our group chat about Halloween plans. We go to this event every year, and the tickets just released. J pointed out prices increased quite a bit this year. I responded and said I haven’t even figured out what I’m going to be. And I ended that message with “Sybau.” Now, I consider myself to be chronically online. I pride myself on being on top of the latest references, pop culture trends, etc. And as the youngest in our trio, it usually falls on me to explain some of the younger references to my friends. Not in this case. Guys, the entire time I’ve seen this word, the hundreds of comments I’ve seen using it, I’ve always thought it was a made up word. Like skibidi. Just gibberish that meant “boohoo” or something along those lines. And I said it in my message directing it at myself. Like, “I haven’t even figured out what I’m going to be. Boohoo. Woe is me.” For context, J and I just ha...

A guy approached me on the street today talking very fast and gesturing at something. My brain completely shut down so instead of saying "I don't understand" I just went into default customer service mode: intense eye contact, polite smiles, nodding and dropping a confident "Yeah exactly absolutely". We stood there for a full two minutes having a completely one-sided highly emotional exchange where I was aggressively validating statements I couldn't comprehend. Right as he shook my hand and walked away looking deeply moved I realized he was speaking a language I don't even share a single root word with. I just stood there on the pavement staring at my hand wondering what profound life agreement I just unwittingly signed. TL;DR: Pretended to understand a tourist speaking a foreign language by nodding and agreeing for two minutes and now I have no idea what I committed to.