greenmangostudio

I liked this person from work I see everyday, and I honestly thought they liked me too. So after weeks of overthinking and feeling "something", I asked them calmly, almost whispering, if she would like to go on a date some day maybe. The person completely panicked, said no, all my colleagues​​ noticed and looked at my like I did something tremendously wrong, frowning brows and judging eyes. I wanted to die in that same spot. Feel I came across as creepy, or violent even, and I absolutely have no idea why and I feel like absolutely trash. I honestly feel like a f*cking r*pist now. I dread going to work tomorrow. The gossips, the cringe, the avoiding game... I think I really fucked up badly.​ I have spent the whole day on my home trying to drown the cringe and the feelings, I am almost paralized with shame, have not eaten since Im replaying every second in my mind, what I should have done, what I did wrong, maybe I was too spontaneous, maybe it is simply completely wr...

A couple years back, a dog that I (m37) had raised and lived with for fifteen years passed away. She had a good and long life, I’d had her since she was two, but it was still a really hard time. I’m gay which would normally not be relevant to my pets or my grief but is relevant to this story so saying it now. Anyway, Layla (my dog) had been a whippet and beagle mix and maybe a week after she died I was out in a public park and I saw a young woman walking a whippet, who looked similar to Layla but skinnier and taller. Without thinking I said (to the dog), “Hello there beautiful” at which point the woman walking the dog started walking away, a very reasonable response to a complete stranger with blue hair saying this. But this is where I fucked up, because I tried to explain myself in a moment of panic, as catcalling is a thing a lot of my friends who are women have told me is really unpleasant to experience and I didn’t want to make someone uncomfortable in public in that way. So in...

Obligatory, happened 2 days ago. Back story first. My ex cheated on me with this guy and he with has been following me around for weeks. Just following and sitting in his car when I stop and get out while running errands. The guy knows what I look like, what I drive, where I live, and where I work. 2 days ago now he came into my work through Express Employment. Long story short I told Express that he was stalking me for weeks before he started working here with me. Both yesterday and today I got sat down for serious talks by my manager and the second highest guy in the company. Apparently I'm not supposed to report that to the temp. agency he went thru to get to me. TL;DR: i reported my stalker to a temp agency after he tried to work with me

This actually happened yesterday afternoon, but I’m dealing with the fallout today. ​My main group of friends had already left for the day, and I still had some time to kill on campus. I saw a group of female classmates sitting together, and since I genuinely just wanted to socialize and expand my social circle, I decided to walk over, sit down, and join their conversation. ​I thought everything was going totally fine. We were chatting, I asked them a few casual questions (including how they did on our recent school grades/exams to keep the conversation going), and from my perspective, we were all having a pretty solid, friendly time. I left feeling like I’d made a good effort to connect with people outside my usual crowd. ​Fast forward to 5:48 AM this morning. My alarm hasn't even gone off yet, and I wake up to a direct message from one of the girls in that group. ​She essentially dropped a wall of text letting me know that my attempt to join them actually made her and her...

I work in an office where most of the people are in a cubicle or "bullpen style" open floor plan; but I have a pretty-okay private office that is larger than I need most days. So if I know I will not be in for a day or two, I'll tell people that they can use it to take calls, client meetings, get some privacy etc. Anyway I strolled out to our reception desk area this morning to say Hi to the staff there and ask if anyone has seen my immediate boss (no one had). Our receptionist is at her desk talking to the IT guy, who seems to be working on something on her computer. I casually mention I'll be out of the office for a couple of days so if anyone needs to use my place they are certainly welcome, and then I use this phrase: "as long as you kids don't get up to any shenanigans while I'm away". Stone silence. IT guy looks down at the floor. Receptionist blushes, but after a pause says, "What kind of Shenanigans exactly?" IT guy adds: ...

So for some reason my brither put benadryll in a pez dispenser and I was tired so I decided to eat the pez candys (so i thought) and then I used water to wash it down, I started seeing things I’ve never seen before, weird bug creatures and that, I was so messed up it took hours before I felt normal again, when I did feel normal again I wound up being very diizzy still and I still could not think straight so I went and took a nap, I was out for a full hours before I woke up!!! it was trippy. my brother apologized profusely but I said nah u good because I tried stealing his pez candies, it was wild and I would not wanna go thought it again as it messed me up deeply, I remember getting attacked by one of the bugs in my high, it was scary, man I was tripped out. TL;DR I stole a pez dispenser full of benadrl from my brother and got high.